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The morning sun shines on the sea, sparkling gold, like thousands of golden scales swimming in the sea.

The light enveloped the world, and the creatures on the island woke up one by one.

The birds spread their wings on the branches and sang at the same time, and the sound of the soul spread through the forest, singing the beauty of the morning; The parents of the squirrel family next door went out early in the morning, diligently picking up the nuts that had fallen to the ground, and carrying them back into the nest with two small paws.

In the nests built among the branches, there were little squirrels and young birds screaming and screaming.

It's a scene just waking up from the jungle on the island, and it's another great day!

In the upper reaches of the jungle river, before the waterfall, a pool of clear water, the agitated water has calmed down here, Cheng Fan squatted on the edge of the pool, looking at himself reflected in the water, he finally took advantage of the daylight to see himself in the whole picture.

The face of a monster is reflected in the water, not hideous, but a little cute and funny, with ice blue eyes, and a pair of beast paws with four sharp claws, but probably because of that silly face, it is difficult to make people think that he is actually a little monster with some combat power.

The mouth is opening widely, revealing a mouthful of good white teeth, the teeth are not long, and it looks quite Q, but when Cheng Fan used it to bite the eggshell last night, he already knew that this thing was actually hard and sharp.

The legs are not long or short, but with that rather bloated belly, it always gives people the feeling that this guy can't run fast and is not an agile hero.

A small black tail swayed behind him, and some strange protrusions grew on the back of his back, like a tumor, and like a natural bag.

Is this the whole picture of yourself? Cheng Fan pondered on the edge of the pool.

Hmm, it looks pretty cute, huh?!

Some strange thoughts came out of his head, he shook his head and quickly exorcised it, and then his eyes froze, he raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, and then, he should not think about why he became a little monster, but how to survive as a little monster!

First and foremost, make sure you're safe.

Cheng Fan calculated in his mind that this was an island, and the island was almost covered by tropical jungles, and at a glance, he knew that the jungle was dense and primitive, belonging to undeveloped land, and he didn't know what kind of poisonous insects and beasts were hidden in it.

Therefore, as a last resort, do not enter lightly, and need to be carefully observed before you can plan for follow-up.

Secondly, it is necessary to have food and water for a living.

The water source is easy to do, the waterfall is next to the cave, he has already tasted it, it is fresh water, he can drink it, that is, the water source is worry-free.

The origin of the food is not a small question, he has no idea what kind of species he is, whether he eats grass or meat.

However, with sharp claws and sharp teeth, it is estimated that it is a carnivore.

If it's a herbivore, it's even more difficult to do if it's a carnivore, and the difficulty of foraging has increased a lot, but fortunately, he has watched many episodes of Bei Ye to survive, so he has to learn from it, and come to a little monster survival guide on this desert island.

As for the food that Bei Ye said that people can eat, whether the little monster can eat it, it is no longer in his consideration for the time being, and he will ensure that he will not starve to death! Whether or not you will be poisoned depends on luck.

Third, don't forget to exercise.

Cheng Fan pondered in his heart that if the first two could be satisfied, he would start a plan to train the beast, even if he didn't want to be invincible on the island, he had to be able to run well.

Although the stars are still in the blue star here, the ghost knows if it is the era he is familiar with, in case it is the era when dinosaurs are rampant and monsters are in charge, his small body is not enough for others to stuff their teeth. If you have the opportunity, of course, you have to train yourself to be strong, and there is a saying that it is always good to prepare more.

In terms of thinking of a big plan in his heart, Cheng Fan considered many details, he tore off a few pieces of bark and wrote the plan in detail on the bark with his paws.

As soon as I thought about it, when Cheng Fan finished writing, I felt hungry in my stomach, and when I looked up, I saw that it was already sunset.

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In the blink of an eye, Cheng Fan was born on this desert island and has been in the past three months.

This is another cycle of alternating seasons, but on this tropical island, the environment is still the same, warm and rainy all year round, and the vegetation on the island is like spring all year round, just like Cheng Fan just came.

The sun shines through a few leaves, shining on a small clearing next to the waterfall, and a small monster more than a meter tall and pitch-black is dancing in the open space, doing some strange movements.

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The little monster was making movements, sometimes twisting its ass and kicking its legs, sometimes stretching its claws and bending over, and humming and saying beast language that humans can't hear clearly.

If there are people from the Empire here, they will be surprised if they pay attention to the movements of the little monsters, huh?! Isn't that the eighth set of radio gymnastics that the Empire's generation remembers so much?

It's just, why does this little monster do radio gymnastics?

On closer inspection, the movements of this monster are not standard, not the complete eighth set of broadcast gymnastics, some movements are, and some movements are plausible.

Looking at the familiar twisting movements of this little monster, it must not be the first time it has done such exercise.

At noon, the sun is getting bigger, and even if you are next to the waterfall, you can feel the scorching heat.

The little monster exercised all morning, there was a "cooing" sound from the abdomen, the claws touched the belly, and a beast face showed a very humane helpless expression, the little monster looked at the sun, turned around and ran to the cave.

Beneath the ancient vine, the little monster moved a stone out of the way, and a turtle the size of a basin was crushed underneath, with a rattan tied to the turtle's head (Harmony).

Seeing that the turtle was still there, the little monster patted the turtle (harmony) head with satisfaction, the turtle looked confused, not knowing that the goods in front of it were going to eat it, it wanted to shrink its head into the shell (the turtle's head could not be retracted into the shell), but it was tied by rattan, and could not shrink in, so it could only open its eyes and watch the little monster lift it, come to the river, put it in the water and wash it carefully.

Not bad, it's very clean!

The little monster picks up the turtle that is very uncomfortable and fluttering in the freshwater river and sneaks it up to its slaughterhouse, a large flat rock.

The little monster turned the turtle over and laid it flat on the big rock, and the turtle was still shaking its head and flapping its limbs, not knowing that in recent times, the people who went out for a walk in the turtle family have often disappeared, and the culprit is in front of you!

This rock under its shell has been heroically sacrificed by many turtle brothers and sisters.

The little monster beast had a beastly smile on its face, and pulled out a treasure knife from the side of the big rock, phew, it was a sharp pebble.

Today, I'm going to try whether your turtle shell is hard or my treasure knife is sharp!

The little monster held the long cone-shaped pebble with both paws, aimed at the belly of the turtle, "plop", the sharp blade entered the body, the turtle blood splashed, the turtle shook its head frantically on the rock, waved its limbs, struggled, but the turtle-eating demon in front of him would never show mercy.

I poke, I poke, I poke again, I poke......

It's not dead, make up for it again......

After several consecutive stabs, the turtle directly poked a hole in its abdomen.

The turtle kicked its hind limbs, and its eyes widened in anger, and it had already died violently on the rock.

This turtle killing demon is extremely cruel, not only to kill its turtle, but also to eat its meat, throw the slaughtering props, grab the bloody turtle meat and bite it directly.

After eating and drinking a good meal, throwing the remaining meat from the turtle shell into the river, the little monster crawled under a shady tree, ready to rest for a while, and then do the afternoon exercise.

Lying in the shade of the trees, Cheng Fan rested his head on his paws, holding a small wooden stick folded in his mouth, watching the leaves rise with the wind and the occasional leaking sunlight, recalling what he had encountered in the past three months, and he had to sigh at the twists and turns of fate and the wonder of beasts.