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When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a dilapidated nest, yes, it seemed to me to be a nest, covered with large branches and grass, which could accommodate three or four people, and the furnishings in a particularly primitive indigenous style, such as the stone stove, and some shabby pots and pans, the ground was pitted, hundreds of times worse than the conditions of the slums of the city...... When I got ready to get up, I looked down and was so scared again that I fainted on the spot! Because I don't have any clothes on,! I screamed all at once!

At this time, an indigenous girl came in at the door of the cabin, and when she saw me, her face was a little frightened, but she still tentatively approached me step by step, and said a word, but I didn't understand it at all, but from her expression, she should have asked me if the wound still hurts?

I glanced at my calf, the wound, which was covered with something similar to an herb, and the blood had clotted, but it ached. But I was in no mood to care, I looked at her in horror, knowing that she didn't understand, and I still asked, "What did you do to me?" Where's my clothes? Where are my clothes? ”

The girl in front of her was only covered by a rag, black and dirty, her hair was greasy and braided, her stature was about one and a half meters short, and she didn't know what to draw some strange lines and patterns on her face, anyway, it was weird and scary...... It was also at this moment that I knew that I was already in an indigenous tribe on a small island, and it was unknown whether I could escape.

The girl in front of me didn't seem to be hostile to me, and her reaction to me was also not understood, but it was an older woman who came in at the door, and she was covered in black...... But on the whole she didn't seem fierce, and she came up to me with a steaming bowl of soup in her hand and motioned for me to drink.

I'm hungry, but I'm ashamed that I don't have any clothes on now, and I ask again where my clothes are in a language they don't understand. Without clothes, I just can't move an inch.

The young girl seemed to sense my anxiety, and she immediately went out and came in a minute later with my dried clothes, which were already dirty, a casual shirt and jeans...... Thankfully, I was neatly dressed when I was thrown into the sea that night.

I don't know if I was assaulted by these indigenous men when I was unconscious, but this is not the most urgent thing for me now, I have to adapt to the environment as soon as possible, figure out the situation here, and then find a way out.

So I threw away the pain, slowly dressed, and then took the fish soup that the woman brought me, and whether it was poisonous or not, whether it was clean or not, whether it was good or not, I was so hungry that I drank it! This fish soup has no seasoning at all, it is completely boiled fish in white water, and there is not even salt, so you should drink boiling water to quench your thirst.

After being hungry for so long, after drinking a bowl of fish soup, I suddenly felt a lot more energetic and energetic.

I tried to get up on this simple wooden bed, but my punctured leg hurt so much that I couldn't walk......

And the two natives beside her looked at each other for a while, and said a few words, needless to say, they should be discussing me...... I looked at their appearance, a bit like the race here in Southeast Asia, but a bit like black people, from their dress and the living environment here, it can be seen that they are indeed primitive tribes, far away from modern civilization, so they are full of curiosity and fear for people like me, fear is because they don't know me, they don't know what race I belong to, whether they are aggressive towards them...... But they saved me, gave me healing wounds, and gave me food and drink, which shows that they have a certain kindness like the people of civilized society, and are not entirely wild and violent.6

After making a preliminary assumption about the environment in front of me, I gradually calmed down and tried to deal with these primitive tribesmen who were far away from modern civilization...... In order to gain their trust, I first bowed to them very respectfully, smiled gratefully, whispered thank you, and then gave them a hug......

I believe that these friendly body language are welcome in any country and any ethnic group, right? Although it is not yet civilized, they still have some human nature.

Sure enough, after I did this, the two women in front of me lost their vigilance just now, approached me a little, and began to look at me unscrupulously, they may be curious about why I am so white, why I have a lot of black hair, they may not be able to understand what I am wearing at all, as if we can't understand why Arab women are armed with only two eyes?

Perhaps, my appearance is not beautiful in their aesthetics, maybe they think it is ugly, and it must be beautiful with strange patterns painted on their faces like theirs?

While I was wondering about this place, the door was unconsciously filled with many people, men and women, young and old, empty-handed, some with bows and arrows, some with knives and forks, they were watching me as if they were watching the excitement, their eyes were full of curiosity and defensiveness, had they never seen anyone like me?

I suddenly thought of such a scene, as if we ordinary people were watching a badly injured crocodile, very interested and curious about it, but afraid that it would suddenly attack......

After a short time, two natives burst in, and they roared a few words of birdishness, and then they walked not far from me, and drew their bows at me with their bows and arrows, and the sharp arrows were ready to be sent at me...... I was so frightened that I hurriedly crawled to dodge, and at the same time looked like the woman who had just brought me fish soup for help.

The woman hesitated for a while, then she really went over and said a few words to the two men, and stopped the irascible two several times, and finally dispelled the idea of them shooting me.

It seems that I am a foreign invader to these primitive tribesmen, and I am a threat to them, so I want to kill me while I am injured. Thinking that I was then in danger of my life, my relaxed heart lifted up again, and my whole body shrunk into a ball, and my unkempt hair was like that of a madman.

For the next few days, while recuperating from my injuries, I learned about the preliminary situation on the island, and at the same time lived with the girl who saved me, and there were three people living in this shed where she was, probably all of her family, right?

The area of this island is a bit large, and you can see other small islands sporadically around, I don't know how far these islands are from each other, I guess this should be an archipelago? So what sea is this archipelago located in? I recalled where I had fallen, and if it hadn't been too far in the sea, it would have been the Andaman Islands......

There may be about 200 people in this primitive tribe on the island, their way of life is really no different from the primitive society, relying on drilling wood to make fire, hunting and fishing for a living, the daily food is either wild beasts, or fish, shrimp and shellfish or other animals in the sea, as well as some kelp, seaweed and the like, of course, there are a lot of wild vegetables and wild fruits on the island to become their food.

On this island, there are no advanced machines and tools, no transportation, no communication, no everything we use every day, what shower gel, shampoo, washing powder, oil, salt, chai, rice, sauce, vinegar, tea, and other daily necessities, all of them! These people live like animals, their main activity every day is to find food, and of course, they will organize group activities, dance around the campfire, sing and sing, etc.

Although they were not able to make the household goods, they could be found in the area where they lived, many iron harpoons, shovels, iron boats, and some iron pots, bowls, basins, wooden stools, and cloth clothes...... These were not made by themselves or purchased at sea, but were picked up from wrecked ships or looted by hijacking......

Finally, the island has no port at all, it is surrounded by coral reefs, and it is rare to see any cruise ships on the sea, and the only means that can leave here are the indigenous people's homemade fishing boats.

Yes, this small island is in the middle of the sea, as if isolated from the world, and it is estimated that there is no such island in civilized society, and there are still hundreds of primitive inhabitants living on the island...... I want to get out of here, I can't wait for someone else to come to the rescue, because I can't send a distress signal at all, and no one will ever know that I'm stuck here~

I had to find a way to get out of the way.

Just when my leg injury was almost healed, I decided to go. I vaguely confessed to the indigenous girl at home, and regardless of whether she understood or not, I asked for some food, and went to the beach to untie a small boat, ready to row out by rowing to see if I could meet a passing boat in other seas and call for help.

However, just as I was boarding the boat and preparing to leave, a group of residents on the shore suddenly rushed towards me with great ferocity...... I had no idea what was going on, but a group of people took me off the boat and punched and kicked me indiscriminately, no matter how much I wailed.

I guess I used the boat here to escape without their consent, right?

It seems that I am really too careless, too eager to leave, without taking into account the cultural psychology of this group of people, they are already full of hostility towards me, and want to kill me, but I still use their ships to escape, I must have suffered!

Just when I was about to be out of breath from being beaten, the girl came forward and muttered a few words to stop everyone.

I couldn't get away for a while, and a new despair came at me again...... I have a hunch that I want to leave this ghost place, I guess it's whimsical!

Anyway, I decided to get my body completely healthy and gain the trust of this group before I found a way to leave.

The next day, while I was picking wild fruits with these men, suddenly there was a shout from the shore, as if something great had happened. Then the tribesmen rushed over, and I limped over......

When I ran to the shore, I saw two men in clothes, escorted ashore by this group of indigenous people. I was a little surprised to see this, finally someone of my 'kind' came ashore, at least not so alone.

However, when I first came up with this idea, a scene happened in front of my eyes, and I was scared again.

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I saw that as soon as the two people were tied up and dragged ashore, several men from the primitive tribe pointed their bows and arrows at the two people, and several arrows were fired in unison! The two men screamed, were hit by several arrows, and fell in a pool of blood! Then I was afraid that the two people would not be shot, and the natives kept forking them with iron forks, and the scene was very bloody and brutal, and they didn't treat the two captured modern people as human beings at all, so they killed them so ferociously!

I immediately collapsed to the ground in fright!

Witnessing this scene made me realize at once that the people of this tribe are no different from the savages, and they do not allow all outsiders to approach this island, and if they come to attack, they will be shot...... They are savage, uncivilized, and struggle against the harsh natural environment of the island, thus forming an extremely brutal personality.

If I hadn't been seriously injured and had met a kind indigenous girl, I wouldn't have known how many times I had been killed. It seems that I was lucky enough to escape the sea, but I encountered a new difficulty. My life on this island is already in danger, and if I provoke these people recklessly, I don't think I will live for a few days.

What to do? This place, isolated from the world, can't find a way out, and it's slightly better than being trapped in the sea that you have a chance to live...... I thought to myself, I can't act rashly anymore.

To get out of the island, I couldn't sneak away at all. At the very least, I have to gain the trust of this primitive tribesman and ask their resources department to help me get out of here. They often go out to sea in boats to fish, and they occasionally hijack boats from civilized societies, and if these people can take me out to sea, then the chances of rescue are much greater.

I calmed down, and the most important thing now is to integrate into the life here and try to communicate with these people......

So, I didn't run away from them, but followed them in activities, such as fishing in the small river on the island, catching shrimp, digging wild vegetables with them, picking fruits, dancing around the campfire with them...... I will use my strengths to teach them some advanced life skills, such as removing fish scales. Yes, these people eat fish as their staple food, but they never think about the scales, they just cook and eat it.

The people on the island always drink raw water, and I taught them to boil the water before drinking.

There is no oil, so they can use the wild boar they beat back to refine oil, and then use it to stir-fry vegetables, which is much better than boiling it in water;

What if you don't have salt? I remembered the ancient method of drying salt in seawater, and I didn't know if it was reliable, but I organized a few people to use shovels to open up a small piece of land on the seashore and build a dam to make salt pans. Introduce seawater into the salt pans and wait for the sun to shine...... After a while, God willing, a lot of white sea salt was really exposed. Although it has not been processed by advanced technology, it still has a certain salt taste in the dish.

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Of course, at first, the island's inhabitants were skeptical and reluctant to try. Only the girl who saved me at the beginning, lived with me all the time, and got closer to me, is actively learning from me. Because this girl is the only girl with more than 200 facial features that can be peugeot, I will call her Xiaomei.

Xiaomei looks like she should only be fifteen or sixteen years old, she is the daughter of a tribal leader, she already has two older brothers above, a younger sister below, and her mother is still pregnant with one in her belly. Usually I live in a grass hut with my little sister and her sister and my mother. Because it was the home of the tribal leader, they had three relatively large thatched huts, and her two brothers and her father usually looked more vicious, and they ordered more than 200 people here every day, assigning them to fish and hunt and so on.

Xiaomei was wary of me from the beginning, and then she was interested in me in various ways, although she couldn't communicate, but she was willing to follow me to learn those advanced production methods and accept the things of civilized society, so with her support and publicity, many people in the tribe began to recognize me after trying...... In particular, when they ate dishes with salt and taste, they were particularly shocked, as if they had eaten something delicious in the world.

This gives me some satisfaction on this isolated island.

In particular, when a child on the island had a fever and was boiling hot, I went to pick some herbs and boiled them into water for him to drink, and after the fever miraculously subsided, the people here even worshiped me, and basically no longer wanted to kill me.

After about three or four months, I got used to life on the island, basically integrated into this primitive tribe, and felt that the time was ripe to leave. The first thing I did was to tell Xiaomei next to me and ask her and her brothers to send me to sea, but she resolutely refused and did not allow me to go!

Not only Xiaomei, but all the people on the island were not allowed to go.

If I forcibly use their ships to escape on my own, these savages will return to their original colors and threaten me to kill me!

I was completely confused.

I don't know what kind of mentality this group of people have, is it because I am so capable and think that I am a god sent by God to save them, so I want to stay here all the time and create a more advanced life for them? Or is it because I'm afraid that after I leave, I'll return to my society and find someone to exterminate their tribe?

Because of the difficulty in language communication, I was like a mute who couldn't write sign language, and I couldn't explain it to them.

I have entered an impetuous period again, my only thought every day is to escape, I want to return to the colorful world that belongs to me, I don't want to be trapped on this isolated island for the rest of my life, I am not reconciled...... Life here is hundreds of times more painful than going to prison, and I can't stay for a moment.

So, I lost the enthusiasm I had in the first place, and I tried all kinds of ways to escape. My leg injury was completely healed and my vitality was restored, so I thought about swimming again...... I jumped into the sea and swam only a few kilometers before the primitive tribesmen came to me in small boats and took me back.

I didn't give up, and I took advantage of the darkness to take a boat away, but there were people there who were 'on duty'!

Knowing that I strongly wanted to escape from here, the leader of the tribe, Xiaomei's father, ordered me to be locked up, tied me to a big tree with a rope, and would give me food and drink every day, but never let me go. I asked Xiaomei for help, but she was one of these people at all, and she didn't want to let me go......

After being locked up for more than ten days, my will was almost worn out.

I suddenly realized that in this ghost place called heaven and earth, in the face of a group of people who are no different from wild animals, I am a weak woman who has no power to restrain chickens, and I can't escape at all......

I thought that being alive meant everything, but I thought that it would be easy for me to return to my homeland with my life.

After being trapped here for half a year, after all kinds of efforts, I realized that I had been locked back in an iron cage, and no one responded to my screams.

I underestimated this group of primitive people too much, thinking that with the same body as a human, I could understand my despair and helplessness, thinking that they were hundreds of thousands of years behind in nasal congestion, very stupid, and easy to get rid of...... I was so naïve.

For temporary freedom, I promised not to run away again, and they didn't tie me to a tree like a dog anymore.

And I really didn't have the courage to run away.

To really integrate here, it is impossible in just a few months, at least for several years, decades, and if you want to regress yourself, and when you fall behind like them, there may be some hope.

Perhaps, I will never escape, and I will die on this isolated island.

Time passed quickly, a month, two months, half a year, or even a year passed, and my heart had gradually become numb from the initial fiery feeling of racking my brains to try to escape...... Every day is a mess of life, as long as there is something to fill the stomach and ensure that you don't starve to death.

It is conceivable that during this period of time, Wei Lianheng, Gao Renfei, and other friends must be looking for me all over the world...... They must have called the police, in Shenzhen, in Singapore, in all the corners I have been haunted by all kinds of searches, perhaps, Wei Lianheng also jumped into the sea to look for a long, long time...... They must have thought I was dead a long time ago, I must have died, and I was gone!

And Wang Hong and Dunancy may have been so happy that they finally got rid of me completely and made me disappear from this world......

I still regret it, I regret that I was too careless at the beginning, thinking that they were just paper tigers with thunder and rain, and I never expected that I would be put on a position like this, what is the difference between being alive and dead?

On this island, because of the narrow range of activities, there are few people in contact, and there is nothing to do every day, so I always feel that time flies very quickly. In such a living environment, there is no need to remember any time and date, it is meaningless.

After a while, I can no longer remember what day of the week it is. You can only tell with the naked eye whether it will be rain or sunny today?

The people on the island are simple and happy, and people like me, who come out of civilized society and descend directly to primitive society, living in such an environment is undoubtedly painful torture. This is even bigger than the blow of a world's richest man suddenly becoming a beggar.

Actually, I figured it out, I couldn't go, not only because of these indigenous people. In this boundless ocean, if it were not for modern mechanical ships or helicopters and other means of transportation, I would not have been able to go far with a small wooden boat, and I might have floated out of this island, and I would have faced an even more lonely and helpless predicament, especially if there was another storm or something, I would have been swept into the sea long ago.

But it's not a way to be depressed like this for a long time, and it's impossible to escape and commit suicide, right?

Anyway, as long as I don't leave, the inhabitants of this island will not want my life, and they now welcome me as a member of this place.

As a last resort, I still settled down and lived with the people here. I thought to myself, this is a backward indigenous tribe anyway, why don't I survive with the grand ambition of transforming this land?

I began to communicate more deeply with the indigenous people, teaching them more advanced production methods, occasionally teaching them to sing some Chinese square dance songs, and rehearsing simple dances for them. These natives are actually quite interested in singing and dancing, and a few of them can also blow conchs or use other earthen instruments, and they are very happy to beat and beat, which makes this island a little less lonely.

One day, on a whim, I taught them to sing the Chinese Divine Comedy "The Most Dazzling National Style" for several days. It is particularly difficult for these people to speak Chinese Chinese, but they can sing dozens hundreds of times a day, even if they can't pronounce the words clearly...... Watching the people of this primitive tribe sing and dance in the most dazzling folk style, I really found it funny and found some fun in it.

I feel like I'm a talent everywhere I go.

Another day, when Mei and I were doing laundry in a river on the island, we suddenly heard the sound of a helicopter in the sky. At that moment, I felt like my blood was boiling!

I looked at the sky, waved at the helicopter, shouted for help at the top of my voice, and used almost all my strength!

And the helicopter was getting closer to the ground, and I could even see the faces of the people on it...... I felt as if I had grasped a life-saving straw, and I called for help even harder, and I missed enough this time, and I may never wait for the chance to be saved......