Before setting foot on the island, Schiller saw the island from a distance, a medium-sized island in the sea close to Mexico, but completely incomparable to the large surrounding islands.

But one of the great things about this island is that it's so far away from all the surrounding islands, at least not that humans can swim to.

This is truly an island in the middle of the sea, but like other tropical islands, it has white sand beaches, coconut palms and seabirds that fly around the island, and most importantly, the ubiquitous scorching sun.

The tropics have almost no seasons, so, even though it is only April, the scorching sun is already hanging overhead, bringing excessive warmth to all the creatures here, and Arthur, who walks on the beach and steps into the tropical jungle, looks at Schiller with some envy with a black umbrella.

Now he understands what the umbrella that the professor carries with him is for protection, not only from the rain, but also from the sun.

But apparently, the umbrella that Schiller was holding was a single umbrella, and even if Schiller was willing to let Arthur under the umbrella, this umbrella would not cover the two people, so Arthur stopped walking and said, "Professor, wait a minute, I'll make an umbrella." ”

Schiller stopped, not figuring out what he was going to do, and Arthur ran to a tree in three steps.

The tree grew strangely, not tall, but the roots were thicker, and there were many fan-like leaves on it, and the whole was round, and each leaf was made up of many green strips, Arthur said as he climbed the tree, "This is supposed to be a palm tree, but I don't know what kind of species it is." ”

He climbed up the tree, picked a few leaves, smoothed the green strips, and began weaving.

Arthur, who looked tall and burly, but was very skilled in weaving, braided three pampas leaves together to form a very strangely shaped straw hat, and he said: "The children of Bruce Haven can do this, in addition to palm leaves, they can also use sun-dried seaweed and bark that can be cut into fibers." ”

Arthur put the hat on his head, and the two of them continued on their way, farther and farther away from the beach, which looked more like a tropical rainforest, with very dense plants and tall trees, many of whose leaves almost blocked out the sun, making the heat a little less, but more deadly dampness, which would make people's skin feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, after Schiller came on vacation, he changed out of that conservative suit, shorts and T-shirt and short-sleeved jacket, which was relatively suitable for the environment here.

Not to mention Arthur, he took off his shirt directly, returned to the posture of fishing on the boat, broke a fern in his hand, used the roots as an expedition stick, and walked in one foot deep and one foot shallow.

At the highest point of the island, there is a cliff, and walking down the gentle slope of the cliff, you can see a clear babbling stream, and all kinds of plants that are not common among horticultural flowers and plants grow very luxuriantly in the small crevices of the rocks.

Between the branches of the shrub, a small bird with colored feathers, flapping its wings, jumped on the other from the shrub, pecking at the lower part of the core with its beak, as if looking for fruit.

Suddenly, with a "whoosh", a streamer flew by, startling the birds and butterflies in the bushes, and with a "snap", the arrow was inserted into the ground, and a lizard of small size next to it instantly ran into the bushes and disappeared.

A sigh was heard in the distance, as if disappointed by his failed hunt.

The leaf-wrapped shoe stepped into the stream, and with one hand grasped the arrow, trying to pull it out of the soft earth, but unfortunately, with a slight force in the arm, the stone arrow, which was not strong, fell off the shaft.

The man with the shaft of the arrow stood up, and his upper body was dressed in a somewhat strange garment, roughly made of palm leaves, but it was a white cloth that held the palm leaves in place, and the fabric was very delicate, and it should have been a shirt cut from a shirt, and from the degree of suppleness, it should have been an expensive shirt.

The lower half of the body is a pair of shorts made of suit pants, the shoes and calves are tied with palm leaves, and the soles are wrapped with thick, green stripes, which look like the same plant that Arthur used to make his hat.

Looking up further, he had a slightly savage beard, and his eyes were hidden in a leaf.

He wears a very rough hat made of plantain leaves on his head, and the upper half of his face is completely covered under the leaves, but he can still be seen with sunburn on his lips and neck, and the marks of skin keratin peeling are clearly visible.

He struck the shaft of the arrow with all his might, but it could not be broken, for he was very weak.

Under the garment made of palm leaves and coconut leaves, a white strip of cloth could be seen wrapping around his left shoulder to his armpit, and then along his chest several times, there were still blood stains on it, apparently the man had just been injured and was weakened at this time.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he quickly arched himself, burrowed into the bushes, and crouched beside a very vigorous plant, and through the leaves of the plant, he saw two figures approaching this way.

His mouth opened wide in surprise, and he was about to rush out, but he paused, crouched back, and squinted at the two men.

Arthur put his feet in the clean stream to wash away the sand he had brought from the beach, and said, "That man has been able to stay here for so long, and the water is essential, and if we follow the stream all the way up, we will be able to find his trace." ”

Schiller didn't retort, but walked far away from the stream, and he looked up ahead.

The deeper you go into the rainforest, the more animals you get, from feathered birds, unnamed frogs, lizards that scurry past your feet, and seabirds that fly in the sky......

It's so vibrant, but it's so treacherous, and the heat and humidity aren't the deadliest things here.

Arthur, who was standing in the middle of the stream, stopped, and he said, "I heard the cry of the whale......"

They squinted, focused, crouched down, put their hands in the stream, and felt the message coming from the sea.

"Oh no, we need to find him quickly, the fish tell me the storm is coming!" Arthur's tone became lower, and he said, "I've read in fishing magazines that the Caribbean Sea is prone to storms, and it's close to Mexico, and the climate is relatively similar, and tropical storms can come at any time......"

Schiller's understanding of a storm is probably a magnified Gotham night rain, but Arthur denied his idea, saying: "A tropical storm is completely different from a normal storm......

"Tropical storms are extremely destructive, and everything is in shambles, and even if we don't get blown away like a tornado and fall to our deaths, we have to be wary of the dangers that collapsed plants can pose......"

"In a storm, even a palm leaf that is rolled up can become a knife to kill."

Hearing this, Schiller walked a little faster than Arthur, although he would not encounter any danger to his life in the storm, but anyone can imagine that once the storm comes, without a safe shelter, he will definitely be blown like a dog.

Schiller is here for a vacation, not to experience the cruelty and ruthlessness of nature, he just wants to find the unlucky guy as soon as possible, and then repair the ship and leave.

As it turned out, his idea was good, but God didn't think it was good.

In almost a minute, the sky darkened, the original scorching sun suddenly disappeared, the dense rain clouds obscured all the sunlight, thunder came from afar, and the wind blew through the tall trees and on the faces of the people, bringing with them the jerky smell peculiar to damp earth.

Just when Schiller was about to disperse into a gray mist and start a large-scale reconnaissance, Arthur suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at a bush beside him, and Schiller heard him say, "Don't hide, I see you!" ”

"Don't come here!"

A figure emerged from behind the bushes, holding in his hand a homemade bow and arrow, with a very rudimentary arrow on it, which looked as if it had been at odds with the shaft, ready to run away from home.

Schiller looked at the man in front of him, even though most of his face was covered under palm leaves, he could still see that the skin of his exposed hands was very delicate, and his fingers were well maintained, and he didn't look like a fisherman or something, but a pampered rich man.

Arthur was shocked by his appearance, after all, he only got a plausible story from the fish, he had never seen the real Robinson, suddenly, Arthur reacted, he said, "No, calm down, we are here to save you......"

But the person on the other side did not let his guard down at all, and still pointed his bow at the two of them, saying, "You are the accomplices of the previous group, right?" ”

"Relax, don't be nervous." Schiller stepped forward and spoke.

The man first glanced at Schiller, but finally fixed his eyes on Arthur, who said, "I'm a fisherman, I'm from Brudehaven......"

After saying that, he glanced down at himself, his overly burly figure and the tattoos on his arms seemed to tell that he was not a good person, Arthur sighed, looked at the person opposite and said, "Whether you believe it or not, we are indeed here to save you." ”

"How did you get here?" The man asked.

"I came by boat." Arthur replied, "

"We flew to California first, got off the plane in Seaside City, and then came by boat......"

The man looked more vigilant, and at the same time he said with some disdain: "Sail here from California, are you a fool to me?" Do you know how far this is? ”

"Uh...... I'm pretty good at sailing, the sea will help me, then, you put down your bow and arrows first, the storm is coming, we have to find a shelter to stay in quickly, or it will be dangerous! Arthur tried to communicate with the person opposite, but it was clear that he was not very good at doing this job, and the person opposite was becoming more and more vigilant.

Schiller put away his umbrella, poked Arthur with the tip of the umbrella and said, "You mentioned on the plane before that in addition to being able to talk to fish, you have some other abilities, so you might as well show them." ”

Arthur hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I can't control it very well, but ...... Well, you see clearly......"

After speaking, Arthur stretched out a hand, closed his eyes, frowned, and tried to concentrate, the person opposite didn't know what he was going to do, and took a step back slightly.

But soon, to his surprise, the water in the stream began to float slowly, and a water dragon raised itself from the stream, and then formed a shield around Arthur.

Arthur opened his eyes and exhaled, and with another wave of his hand, the shield turned back into ordinary droplets of water and spilled onto the ground.

Feeling the coolness brought by the splashing droplets, the man opposite finally raised his head, took the palm leaf hat off his head, looked directly at Arthur and said, "Who are you?" ”

"I said, I'm a fisherman, but I'm born to communicate with the creatures of the sea, I heard about you from the fish, I'm here to save you......"

Schiller interrupted the conversation between the two of them, and he looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds and flashes of lightning, and said:

"Let's go, the storm is coming."