It's really a blessing, and the disaster is not a one-way street.

Molis fell on the soft sand, his head buzzing as he raised his hand to shield himself from the blinding sunlight.

Then he touched his forehead.

It was so hot that he realized he had a fever.

Jessica's panicked cry rang out, and the voice drifted away, and Morris's weak soul followed suit.

It was dark and dreary, and everything was shaking.

Morris linked the memories of the fragments and speculated about the situation of the previous night.

Jessica didn't wake him up, and Morris smiled bitterly, he slept all night on the beach with the sea breeze, and it was no wonder that he didn't catch a cold.

Fortunately, there were no beasts wandering around here last night, otherwise his life would have been reimbursed.

After a night of fear and fatigue, the pain in his body had not yet healed, and now he had a high fever, even if he was as steady as Morris, he could not help but burn a nameless fire in his belly.

But when he turned his head to look at the sea, the thin mermaid girl leaned against the reef and hurriedly called his name, and the sea rolled up on her and splashed, and the droplets on her body shimmered in the sun.

Morris was suddenly less angry, and he sighed and forced himself to calm down.

What are you fussing about, he asks himself, Jessica saved you twice.

You know she doesn't know the common sense of human beings.

Morris defended her groggily.

Her vision blurred, and Jessica's panicked voice faded into obscurity. For a few seconds, Morris really felt like he was going to see Tanatos.

I can't sleep, he thought, I still have a lot of things to do.

He tensed his sore muscles, staggered his head up, and shook off the sand that was sticking to one side of his face.

"I'm fine, don't worry. He shouted at Jessica, but he realized that his voice was hoarse and weak, and Jessica couldn't have heard.

So he stood up dizzily and waved at Jessica, smiling brightly.

Although everything in his vision was blurry and dim, the morning light was as bright as evening.

He couldn't make out Jessica's worried expression at all.

......

"Is this the place the oracle indicates?"

By the time Morris asked this, he had already walked to the shore. His head was groggy and his forehead was hot. But that wasn't enough to affect his thinking.

Time was of the essence, and he had a lot to do.

"Yes," Jessica stood in the middle of the water, leaning against the reef beside her, looking at Morris wistfully. She realized that the man's condition was terrible.

"And then, what's next?" Morris pretended not to see her eyes, and he asked with a frown, "How are we going to meet the god?"

"I don't know. Jessica replied uneasily, "My connection to the ocean is broken. The god was silent. ”

Morris saw her subconsciously slap the sea with her fishtail "pop!", as if a human maiden was kicking the water.

Apparently losing touch with the ocean left her with no master.

Morris nodded, he understood the current predicament.

Without an oracle to guide their actions, everything was directionless, and he and Jessica seemed to be exiled to this deserted island.

There is no trace of it, there are no sacred remnants, and it does not look like a place of God's kingdom.

So, I'm not here to take the title of Brave and Goldfinger?" Morris thought playfully.

He struggled to turn his head, the jungle behind the sandy shore was lush, and behind the jungle there was a mountain high in the mist—the cloud that covered the island.

The pigeons fluttered out of the jungle, and they plunged headlong into the mist.

And looking out to sea, the waves stretch into the fog, and everything beyond the fog is not clear.

The terrain is not visible. The area has not been explored. The friendly unit is not there, and the vision is lost.

Memories of the previous life tumbled in Morris's mind, and a concept came to mind:

Fog of war.

Is this an exploratory mission? Morris shook his head, the soreness in his neck not subsided.

It's not a game, Murris. He muttered in a hoarse voice, "It's just ordinary fog." ”

Jessica didn't hear clearly, and she asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"

"Nothing. Morris smiled wryly. He cheered up, raised the corners of his mouth at Jessica and said, "Instead of thinking about this, let's get something to eat first, do you want to eat grilled fish?"

He hadn't eaten much last night, and the battle was so fierce, that Morris's stomach was really hungry.

......

Murphy in this life has never had experience in the wild because of his family background, but Murphy in the previous life was a good hand at camping.

Jessica is in charge of catching fish, and he's in charge of collecting firewood and building a stove along the way.

He clenched the dagger in his hand in a frustrated manner, watched Jessica leap into the water, turned and stepped across the sand and walked towards the jungle.

He didn't dare to go deeper, in fact, with his current situation, he was not suitable to enter the damp jungle at all, and if the wound became infected, it would be a dead end.

Luckily, he didn't have to worry about it for the time being, as the tall trees outside the jungle could give him a lot of dry firewood, and he quickly collected the amount he needed—it was a chore to take them all with one hand.

Another problem was that they didn't have oil or tin foil for barbecue.

So Morris had no choice but to cover the fire with a thinner stone block and bury Jessica's catch fish in the stone, turning the grilled fish into a boiled fish.

As for the lack of seasoning, this can only be done.

By the time all this was done, almost two hours had passed, and the fish did not taste as good as it could have been. But both hungry ghosts were gobbling it up, especially Jessica, who was so happy that even her fierce vertical pupils looked rounded.

Morris was still feverish, but with some food to make him feel better, he carefully picked up the last fish with a twig and handed it to Jessica, who was staring at her standing in the water.

He couldn't help but hesitate and say, "I want to ask a question, Jessica." But if there is any offense, I apologize first. ”

But Jessica glanced at him, the mermaid girl Bingxue was smart, and she obviously understood his doubt. So she replied briskly, "We are not a barbaric race, Moris. When we reach the age of eighteen, we can turn our tail fins into inverted hands—which you terrestrial people are said to call legs. So we were able to go ashore and cook food. ”

Are merfolk accustomed to eating cooked food? That's really what Morris was curious about. But after Jessica guessed it, he simply stopped asking a secretive question, and simply said generously: "What about you in the sea?"

Jessica bit the last fish strung on the branch and replied inarticulately: "In the sea, we will drive away fish and shrimp with our songs, and we will chase the currents to graze them." But we are also cultivating farmland on the seabed. The food that can be prepared in the sea is no worse than that cooked on land. ”

"Although we are few in number, you cannot question a civilization because of that. ”