Behind the second chapter

Now in front of me are three coconuts about the size of my head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 InfoI'm not the kind of person who wants to be ambitious. I can't eat that many of the bunches of coconuts on the tree alone, so there's no need to pick them all. The coconut water and coconut meat in the three in front of me alone are enough for me to replenish my energy.

As mentioned earlier, coconut water, especially coconut water with a turquoise shell. It is rich in minerals. In addition to coconut water, the coconut meat in it is also rich in carbohydrates. This is also a force to be reckoned with.

These things may not be a big deal when you don't have to worry about food and clothing. But at times like these, I'm not even sure what I'm going to eat tonight. So these things are undoubtedly the best option.

Use a knife to split the thick layer of flesh of the coconut shell, and the innermost layer of hard shell can't be split. I'm not good enough to split a coconut with my bare hands. The only way to do this is with the help of a knife in your hand.

The knife was fixed upside down on the ground, and with the help of gravitational acceleration, the blade pierced perfectly through the hard shell.

Sweet. This is the first reaction. This tastes better than any so-called freshly squeezed coconut water on the market.

Of course, it is extremely dangerous to over-consume water when the body is extremely dehydrated. This puts more strain on the heart to pump blood. Under high loads, the heart may be overloaded and cause sudden arrest.

But even so, I was able to squeeze all the water out of a coconut in a relatively short period of time. As for the coconut meat, I'm not hungry right now. In addition, there are two unopened coconuts next to it, so you don't have to worry about what to eat for the time being. So I didn't knock it on either.

After replenishing the water, I split the flesh on the surface of the remaining two coconuts and simply wrapped them around with clothes. But just as I was about to continue along the coastline, I suddenly realized a serious problem.

That's how I walked until I could find anyone before it got dark. If I can't find it, I won't have any lighting after dark. This means that I will lose most of my mobility. I could barely do anything in this situation.

And if I stop looking now, start building a shelter to spend the night. Maybe it's the best way to go.

As long as it's safe to get through tonight, I'll have a day to ask for help starting tomorrow.

After a simple trade-off of pros and cons, the choice is already obvious.

Refuge. I've been on some simple amateur adventures. Spend the night in the wilderness or camp out in the mountains and forests. The safest place to spend the night should be in a tree. Spending the night in a tree simply has two benefits. One is to be able to get yourself off the ground so that you don't catch a cold at night when the temperature plummets. Especially the beach. The specific heat capacity of the sand is relatively large, and when it is exposed to the sun during the day, it can be fried chestnuts when it is hot. But at night the temperature drops. The second benefit, which is also well known. Leaving the ground means that you can hide from some large beasts. This is very important in the wild. I don't want to wake up and find myself asleep with creatures older than me.

I looked up at the coconut tree. Obviously I can't sleep on it. I don't have rope or anything like that, there's no way to hold me to it. And I don't have to. Because less than ten meters into my forest, I found a tree.

This tree I don't know what it's called. And a lot of times, the way I can identify a plant is by looking at its fruit or leaves. Of course, it doesn't bear fruit right now. The leaves are large and have no burrs on them. A few more may still be a good mattress. And the tree is very sturdy. At such a height on my chest, his two branches happened to take on the shape of a stretcher. As long as I can find something to use as a net to wrap around me, and the leaves on this tree as a bedding. It would be a comfy little bed.

Once I had chosen my bed, I started looking around for something to support my weight.

The first is some palm leaves. The veins of this kind of thing are very tough. As long as you put more on it, I believe that it should not be a problem to bear a weight of 100 or dozens of catties. And palm leaves have another role. It can be used to shield me from the sea breeze blowing ashore from the sea.

The sea breeze at night also unconsciously accelerated the loss of water in my body, and at the same time took away my body temperature. That's not a good thing.

The easiest thing I want to do to avoid this kind of thing is to put a lot of palm fronds upright in a position where the sea breeze blows. It's as simple as that. The wide leaves of the palm fronds also helped me to carry the sand in the sea breeze under my crotch, which is a great win. And what I'm going to do is use a couple of index fingers across the side to prop up those palm leaves.

That's pretty straightforward. But in fact, during the operation, I was scratched several times on the palm of my right hand because of my hand. The longest one is about three centimeters. The shortest is also about a centimeter.

Although the wound was not very deep, in order to prevent the wound from worsening in this extremely salty environment, I smashed open a coconut and simply cleaned the wound with coconut water inside.

Here it is necessary to state this. Coconut water, as I know, can be used as saline to deliver to the body in some extreme environments. Of course, I haven't actually examined whether it's really okay to do that. But since there is such a statement, then I think it has at least some anti-inflammatory function.

It took me almost three hours to set up an improvised shelter. At this time, the sun slowly lowered above the sea level with the ribbon-cutting of the shelter.

Looking at the sun in the sky, I knew that if I didn't think about it, it would be too late. Ignoring the scratches on his hands, he turned around and went a short distance into the forest. At the same time, I hope to be able to find something to burn.

Here we have to mention palm fronds again. Palm fronds possess a lot of fiber. Dry palm fronds can catch fire when they catch fire. Plus some dried to dehydrated coconut shells. I've found enough of the things that start the fire. And the firewood used to maintain the fire, after spending about half an hour, I also found it.

The pile of dry firewood in front of him should be able to burn until about three or four o'clock in the morning. If you save a little more, you will have no problem burning until dawn.

Then comes the most important and crucial point. That is to turn wood to make fire.

Turning wood to make fire is easy to say. But in practice, it is countless times more difficult than building a shelter. Moreover, my palm was injured.

Just imagine, the wooden stick in your hand is spinning, jumping, and not stopping with the blood stains that are constantly oozing from the palm......

There is no need to repeat the process of turning wood to make fire. After a few times the sweat on my forehead extinguished the sparks, my heart was broken.

It didn't take long for it to get completely dark, and thank God I was finally able to light a bonfire.

The campfire was not big, but it brought me light in the dark. There is a good saying that the night gives a man courage at the same time as it also gives him fear. And the light of fire is undoubtedly the best way to dispel this fear.

Sitting by the campfire, feeling the temperature slowly drop, I began to think about how it happened.

First, anyway, I've really come to a beach where I don't know the exact location. According to geographical common sense, this generation is most likely a coastal area in the south. However, I don't have the tools to know what the exact direction is, so I can't know it by measuring and calculating.

Second, who is the person who sent me here? I don't seem to have married anyone, and besides, if I really want to make such a big deal, I can't be impressed. And there's another problem. That's when I woke up. I'm surrounded by a sandy beach, and if someone brought me to this place, it wouldn't have been without footprints. Of course, it is very likely that the footprints left at that time were filled by the waves. But it doesn't seem possible, right? Footprints in the water can be erased, but what about on the beach away from the sea? I didn't see any footprints other than mine.

In this way, it can be ruled out that someone did not bring me to this place.

Thinking of this, I immediately thought of another possibility.

I was thrown out of the boat and I was washed ashore by the waves.

This would be a good explanation for why there are no footprints around me.

I couldn't help but nod my head when I thought of this. I feel that the probability of this guess being true is extremely high.

Grab the coconut that is placed next to it. I smashed it beforehand. You can drink it when you put it up. After drinking, he picked up a stone and smashed the coconut shell to pieces in three or two clicks. The white and tender coconut meat inside made my fingers flutter. The diving knife in his hand danced up and down, and the pieces of snow-white coconut meat were sliced off and sent directly to his mouth.

Now that remains for the last question. My heart said.

If I was thrown into the sea. Who the hell was the man who threw me into the sea? And for what? Kill me? Damn, I'm just a young guy rushing to get a paper, and I didn't copy his paper. You're not going to kill me, are you? And even if you want to get me, then why don't you just kill me and throw it into the sea to feed the fish, so that I have to breathe like this?

When I think about this, I get all over my body. I shivered for no reason. An inexplicable fear came out of my heart. It's a very special feeling. This feeling tells me that there is a good chance that there is something standing behind me.

In front of you is the endless sea, and to the left and right is the infinite stretch of coastline. Behind him is a pitch-black primeval forest. I'm supposed to be the only one alive, right? Why don't you meet one after walking for an afternoon? But if it's just me, what is the thing behind me?

(There is a chapter later)