[I'm busy watching TI5, I don't have time to read typos, forgive me...... Come on, CDEC! 】

Through the thick bushes, Malone saw many familiar figures—bearded Richard, Paul, and De Jong, as well as the soldiers of the Westspring garrison and the militia of Night Town, as well as many men in the town who had not joined the militia. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

The men all took off their upper clothes, shirtless, shouted slogans, and worked as lumberjacks in full swing.

Working in pairs of threes, under the command of the bearded Richard and De Jong, they searched for the thick trunks, then slashed them with axes and loaded them onto one of the few carts in Nighttown.

"Sir Lothar, you're here!"

The bearded Richard stopped chopping trees in his hand, handed the axe in his hand to a young militiaman beside him, then touched the beads of sweat on his head, and shouted loudly as he walked towards Marlon and Robin.

"Well, wake up late."

Malone nodded.

"Hey...... We all get it. ”

Out of nowhere, Paul said with a wicked smile; The bearded Richard was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and nodded again and again.

"Got it?"

Malone asked in surprise.

"Ahem...... We all know that Ms. Althea did not return to the town hall last night. ”

Robin coughed dryly and said lightly.

"You ...... What do you think! Althea and I didn't do anything! ”

Malone was embarrassed—he had almost forgotten that it was a small town...... For the sake of Althea's reputation, Malone hurriedly explained.

"Uh-huh, we all understand, we all understand...... Hey! ”

Although he expressed his understanding to Malone, from Paul's evil smile, Malone's expression did not show that he had any intention of repentance - of course, it is no wonder that Paul, last night, Malone, did not have any pure thoughts.

"How's it going? Can you make enough rafts? ”

Malone cleverly shifted the subject.

"It's hard to ...... There are trees, but we don't have enough axes, and it's too difficult to cut down trees with a one-handed sword. ”

The bearded Richard said.

"And we don't have enough rope, there's no hemp around Nighttown, and even if we do, we won't have time to make enough rope......"

Robin said another problem.

"That'...... What about vines? Is it okay to have vines here? ”

Ma Long suddenly remembered that when he was on Earth, some desert island survival programs seemed to use vines on the island to build a raft.

"No...... The dried vines are too brittle, and the newly cut vines can't keep the raft tight. ”

De Jong shook his head and said—he was probably the one who knew the most about rafts among them; How many men who grew up in Lakeside Town haven't fished bare-bottomed in the lake?

"So what to do? We don't have much time left. ”

Malone spoke.

"There's a way...... There are some dangers, though. ”

De Jong hesitated for a moment and then said.

"What's the method?"

Marlon hurriedly asked.

"It depends on how many men we are going to send to the western wilderness, we should have enough rope to tie four rafts, De Jong said it would be no problem to bring thirty men, but if we want more......"

Paul spoke—before Malone arrived, they had learned a lot about rafts from the fishermen of Lakeside Town.

"Thirty people is definitely not enough, the people of the Xiquan garrison will follow me, and I will bring at least half of the militia. That adds up to four less rafts. ”

Malone shook his head and said.

"Then you have to use a canoe instead."

Dejong spoke—and that was the method he had just spoken.

"Canoe?"

Malone's eyes lit up—he knew that such means of transportation were almost the first ships; Of course, the canoe is much simpler, and considering that there are many towering trees in the twilight forest, Malone thinks this method is really good.

"That's right, if we were in a hurry, two days should be enough for us to build two usable canoes, that is...... A canoe is a bit more dangerous than a raft. ”

De Jong said.

"How?"

Malone asked rhetorically.

"Canoes are easy to turn over, unlike rafts, which are stable."

De Jong explained.

Listening to De Jong's words, Malone was silent, he raised his head and glanced at the militiamen who were in full swing and were still cutting down trees.

Since there are not enough rafts, they must be replaced by canoes; But De Jong was right, canoes were easy to overturn, and the Alvin River was not always the kind of open watershed that Malone had encountered when they crossed it.

It was the rainy season in Alwyn Forest these days, and Malone knew that if the canoe capsized on the way, no one on it would be able to escape.

Malone hesitated - he knew that time was the most scarce thing for him right now, but ...... He didn't know if he should, or if he was qualified, to push the militia into this dangerous situation.

"Then let's build two more canoes and try to be as stable as possible...... When I set off, I was sitting in a canoe and the others ...... Try to pick someone who can swim with me. “

Malone finally made up his mind and spoke.

"Understood."

De Jong nodded, then turned to leave—he needed to go to the survivors of the fishermen in Lakeside Town and discuss how to build two safer canoes.

"Come on, work!"

Malone shook his head, dispelling some of the pent-up thoughts in his heart, then walked out into the crowd, took his axe from a militiaman who looked a little tired, stared at the trunk that had been cut out, and slashed it down.

Robin and Paul followed Marlon to join the tree cutdowns; The militiamen and men, who did not have their turn to carry axes, were not idle, and they stacked the chopped wood on carts and pulled them back to Nighttown.

……

Just as Malone is leading the men of Nightlight Town in an act of "destroying nature" in the twilight forest, the conversation between Vera and Althea about some little secrets of women has just ended.

"Althea, then I'll go to the cafeteria first; You know, it's always been very tight on staff, and if I don't go, Malone and they probably won't be able to eat breakfast. Mary there...... You can take care of her for me! “

Vera stood in the doorway of Marlon's bedroom and said to Althea beside her.

"Hmm...... Well. “

Althea lowered her head and muffled twice.

"That'...... I'll go first. “

Vera glanced at Althea, pursed her lips and smiled, then turned and walked up the stairs - she knew that what she had just said was a very sudden shock to Althea now, and it always took time for an innocent girl to accept this qiē, and then, ready to become a mature woman.