Fortunately, in the evening, the first sailors to borrow a boat to go to the island returned one by one in small boats, and also picked up various other sailors they met.

Although the man did return, several of the sailors did not seem to be in great shape.

In the morning, without eating anything, they hurried to other small islands, where they had to climb over obstacles, and sometimes dig with tools when something didn't feel right—most of these tools were just stones or sticks that they could find. After a day in such a harsh environment, if it weren't for the support of the golden dream in my heart, I would have been tired a long time ago. As soon as it gets dark, I find that I have nothing to gain from tossing for a day, and I naturally feel hungry. Although they will not give up if they don't dig three feet into the ground on the island they are assigned to, the time is already evening, and if they don't go back, especially the few people who rowed out of the boat, then what awaits them after they go back will not be rum and barbecue.

Thinking that he had already searched all the suspicious places on the island, and that it was not possible to find it with his bare hands, it was better to come back first and get the tools, and then eat and sleep and bring dry food to go the next day. After all, Bonnet had given them a week's time, how could they be willing not to run out of time?

Seeing that the sailors who came back all had tired expressions on their faces, holding barbecue meat and fish in their hands, whether they had been cooled to a suitable temperature or not, eating in large gulps, and from time to time there was a cough of being choked by rum because they were too eager to drink, John always felt very interesting, and asked Bonnet, who was beside him: "There are other animals on the island they go to, and they don't get some food there?" Why do they all look very hungry?"

Bonnet, too, stood beside John with a rum and looked at the sailors who were feasting and drinking, and said, "How can they think of finding something to eat when they think of nothing but gold and treasure? ”

In the evening the sailors parked the boats next to the two large ships, climbed up the edge of the ships and returned to their beds, and fell asleep upside down, not even a few vigils, and John shook his head. I can't help it, I have to be a sentinel for this group of fools who only have gold in their heads. There was nothing to do all night, not even a bigger storm.

The next day there was no sign of whitening, the stars were high, the moon was high, and the sailors had woken up from their sleep. When they woke up, they walked straight out of the cabin, picked up the maggot biscuits they didn't even want to touch, munched on them, ignored the rubber larvae crawling on them, threw them in their mouths, added a sip of rum and swallowed them. After eating what they had in their hands, they also brought their quotas, and some sailors went to the cabin and greeted their companions with various tools and walked to the docked boat.

John watched as the boats, already full of people, staggered away, and looked even more crowded than the boats that had previously held the captured pirates. "It's terrible. Bonnet also got up at this time, walked up to John, looked at the departing boat with John, and muttered. John looked at the departing boat, thought for a moment and asked, "Bonnet, shall we also look for it?" Now there seems to be no choice on this island, and we will go and find it to pass the time when we are idle." ”

Bonnet was holding the rum and originally wanted to put it in his mouth, but when he heard John's proposal, he stopped and lowered his hand, and Bonnet turned around and leaned against the guardrail in thought, and then spoke: "That's a good idea, John." Come on, have a bite to eat, and we'll go treasure hunting on this little island. ”

Seeing that Bonnet's eyes did not have the fanaticism of the sailors for gold, but with a look of curiosity, John asked, "Bonnet, did you not expect to find the treasure? ”

Bonnet took a sip of wine: "Yes, yes, treasures, treasures, these are the big stories I have heard since I was a child. However, compared to when I was young, I know that most of these stories are just bedtime stories that trick children into sleeping, and there are so many treasures waiting for you to dig up. As he spoke, he looked at the boat that had almost reached the nearest island, and pointed out: "Unlike them, they have no possessions, so they will grab the slightest chance to climb up—even if it's just a ridiculous fantasy; I have a large sugar cane plantation at home, and my family is not very rich, but it is also well-off, and if it weren't for the desire to venture out, I could have sat at home and waited for the buyer to come and deliver a large amount of pounds and Spanish silver coins." ”

Picking up the bottle and drinking it down, Bonnet threw the rum bottle in his hand far away: "Let's go, John, let's get something to eat first, and then go around the island." Treasure is of course the best, and if not, it is better to take a walk or two than to stay on a boat. ”

John picked up the finished roasted cold roast, tore a large bite from the roast, and said as he chewed, "Bonnet, wait, I'll see if I have any tools to bring." ”

In the end, the entire cabin was turned upside down, not to mention the tools, and even the sacks used to hold the cargo were taken away by the sailors. John told Bonnet this, and Bonnet leaned back with a smile: "They still think that they can find treasure, or they have to carry a great treasure in a sack." John shrugged and walked off the boat with Bonnet to the island.

This time, the island where the two docked was not large, and the terrain was not complicated, except for a small hill, there was only one pool. The pool is close to the hill, but there is no water source to replace the lost water for this pool. The two of them walked into the pool and looked down, but the small pool was bottomless and pitch black, as if it was not a small pool on an island, but a gate to hell.

Lady luck wasn't on John's side. After walking around the island twice, Bonnet did not find anything suspicious. When I got back to the beach, the sun was just heading west.

Bonnet, afraid of being tired, sat down when he walked to the shadow of a coconut tree, and did not want to move anymore: "God, this wears me out." John looked at Bonnet, who was lying in the shade of a tree and didn't want to move, and no matter how he looked at it, the fat man didn't look like an energetic, athletic navigator. Shaking his head, he picked a few coconuts from the tree next to him and handed them over, watching Bonnet catch the coconuts in a hurry, and opened them with his dagger: "Do you still want to go around Bonnet in the afternoon?"

Bonnet shook her head, "Forget it, my friend. I'm tired today, I haven't walked this long way since I was a child. If you want to go, go yourself, I'll wait for you here. ”

Looking at Bonnet, who no longer wanted to move, John stopped inviting him. It seems that this fat man is tired today, so let him rest by himself. There is another place that I am more concerned about in my search just now, and that is the small pool just now. Remembering the information about the underground cave in the knowledge of the Rough World, John plans to visit the pool in the afternoon.