In addition, a tray of network cables was found in a logistics package box, which was twenty or thirty meters long when disassembled, which made Zhao Hui very happy, the network cable can be used as a rope, at least it can be used to bundle firewood.

At this time, the garbage and logistics packages on the shore had been almost checked, only a few bottles of plastic foam remained, and the last logistics package package, Zhao Hui directly opened the logistics package.

After opening it, Zhao Hui was overjoyed, and inside it turned out to be a thirty-centimeter-long iron knife.

"Haha! Great, what could be more useful than a knife on such a desert island? "Zhao Hui can't help but be happy, with this knife, he can do a lot of things.

For example, eating hair.

He was not in a hurry to take the knife out of the bag, but first climbed up the wax tree, plucked two or three wool wax, and then sat down under the wax tree and began to enjoy the delicious wool wax water.

There is a slight difference between the wool wax and the ordinary fruit, and the way to eat is particular, the thick shell layer should be cut down with a larger knife along the fiber, and then you can see that there are three small holes on the hair.

There are two ones that look the same and one is different, scrape the surface of the different holes with a knife, and then take a straw and insert it to suck the tender juice inside.

At the moment, he is on a desert island, naturally there is no straw, but this is nothing, just suck it directly with his mouth, suck the hair wax water, Zhao Hui put the hair wax on a crystal again, took the back of the knife and knocked it on the hard shell of the hair wax a few times, cracked it, and then used the knife to pick up the meat.

The coconut meat is a little old and not very delicious, Zhao Hui threw it away after eating two bites, and drank the juice of another wool wax, but he kept the hair wax shell, which can be used as a bowl on this desert island.

After doing this, Zhao Hui walked to the beach with a knife, scooped up the seawater with his right hand and prepared to wipe the iron knife clean, this knife will be of great use in the future life, and it must be cherished.

Who would have thought that when his right hand touched the iron knife, it was stuck to it, and he couldn't move it anymore.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Hui was suddenly shocked, his right hand was glued to the blade, and there was no glue ....... Strange, he hurriedly tried to take the hand away, but he still didn't take it away.

"That's too wicked." Zhao Hui felt incredible, his right hand worked hard, but he still couldn't move his hand, even if the strength of his right hand was very strong, it made the iron knife bend a little, but his right hand seemed to be stuck to the blade, and he just couldn't move it.

"Isn't it going to stick to my hand all the time?"

Just when Zhao Hui was frightened and inexplicable, an imperceptible itching sensation rose from his right hand, and then this itchy sensation slowly spread along his wrist to his upper arm, and finally passed through his chest, extending towards the heart below, and finally stopped at the heart.

"Hiss......"

Suddenly, Zhao Hui felt as if his heart had been stabbed by something, and an indescribable feeling acted on his nerves, making him gasp.

It's not pain, it's not itching, it's not numbness, it's a very uncomfortable, but indescribably weird feeling.

And as time passed, the itching sensation that came out of the wrist became heavier and heavier, spreading all the way up, all entrenched in the heart, the heart was like 10,000 ants crawling around, Zhao Hui lay on the spot, his left hand covered his chest, and the uncomfortable breathing became difficult.

"Ahh It's so uncomfortable, what's wrong with me? ”

The waves crash against the shore, sending strings of foam, the sea breeze blows the desert island, and the leaves rustle softly.

A bareback boy lay on the soft sand, spasmed in pain, his feet staring at the ground, kicking the sand out of two large holes, and he was covered in cold sweat.

"My heart is so uncomfortable, so painful."

This young man is none other than Zhao Hui.

At this moment, Zhao Hui felt very bad, very bad, the itching sensation from his right hand was like a stream of water rushing to his heart, and the heart seemed to be undergoing some unimaginable mutation, convulsions were stronger than one wave, and it was extremely uncomfortable, making Zhao Hui feel extremely difficult to breathe.

"Ahh

Finally, this pain lasted for a full two minutes, until Zhao Hui felt that his right hand was empty, and he gradually stopped, and he suddenly collapsed on the beach, panting heavily, and his whole body was already soaked with sweat.

"Where's the knife?"

After the feeling of no more transmission from his right hand, the pain in his heart also stopped, Zhao Hui gasped a few times, and his eyes involuntarily looked at his right hand.

The knife is gone.

"Knife ......, my knife."

On such a desert island, the importance of this knife is self-evident, Zhao Hui hurriedly looked at the ground, this look was suddenly shocked and angry, the blade was gone, only a handle remained, a black plastic handle.

"What the hell just happened?"

Zhao Hui was lying on his back on the beach, holding the handle of the knife in his left hand, and his right hand was also in front of him, looking at the handle of the knife for a while, and looking at his right hand for a while, his eyes were full of doubt, his right hand was good, there was no change, but the blade was gone.

"What the hell just happened?"

But deep in his heart, there was an idea blade that even he couldn't believe, and he was afraid that he would be absorbed by himself.

"How is this possible? There's no reason at all, it's metal, how can it be absorbed by me? Zhao Hui couldn't accept this speculation again.

Until he returned to the cave, Zhao Hui was still struggling with this problem, and he found that since he came to this desert island, strange and supernatural and even ridiculous things have happened one after another.

"However, no matter how ridiculous or supernatural, it seems that the biggest reason is that my body has undergone some strange mutation, first the strength has increased greatly, then the wound can heal itself, and now I can absorb the blade, what is wrong with me?"

Rao is Zhao Hui boasts that his IQ is not low, but when he thinks about the changes in his body, he is still confused and at a loss.

"That's it, I don't want to, it's just a pity that I have an iron knife!" Zhao Hui shook his head, since he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to worry about it, let's finish the things in front of him.

Zhao Hui put the dry firewood he had picked up outside the cave and began to think about how to make a fire, and before the night came, he must make a fire.

On such a desert island, without any lighter, the only option is to drill wood for fire in the most primitive way.

Zhao Hui has studied in depth the skills of drilling wood for fire, and has seen many videos of drilling wood for fire, and he knows the skills of drilling wood for fire, but he has never practiced it himself.

Drilling wood for fire sounds simple, but it's not usually difficult to do.

First of all, the drill used to make the fire and the bottom plate of the small wooden block should be of the same material, and the material should be relatively soft, which is conducive to "drilling" sawdust to make fire, such as fir wood.

Secondly, when drilling wood, we should pay attention to speed and pressure, the greater the pressure, the faster the speed, the more sawdust is generated, and the easier it is to catch fire, however, we must pay attention to maintaining a good rhythm, so as not to use too much force and be weak in the future.

When collecting firewood just now, Zhao Hui paid special attention, but he barely found all the materials, a dry bird's nest that he picked up, a thin wooden stick about half a meter long, and a small piece of wooden board.