After Hal's heroic dedication, the glider was eventually made, but Arthur was not too interested in this type of transportation, preferring to walk directly, leaving his feet off the ground and making him feel insecure.

However, this was not the case with Hal, the pilot, who had loved the feeling of soaring through the sky since his initial failure.

Unlike sitting in the cockpit of an airplane, shuttling in the wind of nature, listening to the sound of streams and waves, and standing shoulder to shoulder with the seabirds in the sky, like a light feather, every time he glides, he feels very intoxicated.

However, this was to solve the problem of hurrying, so after gliding a few times, Hal took on the responsibility of transporting and transporting goods.

The efficiency of the fishing trap is indeed extraordinary, and it didn't take long for several fatty sea fish to be caught and taken back to stew.

And with the efforts of Hal, Bruce and Arthur, the salt drying field is also preliminarily completed.

In the end, the salt drying site was chosen next to a flat sandy area downstream of the creek, which is relatively close to the water and seawater, and is relatively convenient.

The salt grains condensed by simply drying seawater are coarse salt, which has a very bitter taste, and there are many chemicals that should not be absorbed, so they cannot be eaten directly, but the ancient method of drying salt has long solved this problem.

The coarse salt obtained from the drying salt is dissolved again with water to form saturated brine, and then the dense fiber fabric used by Bruce to make glider wings is filtered out to filter out most of the insoluble impurities.

After that, the saturated brine is boiled in the same stone pot where the cooking is cooked, and during the boiling process, the water of the saturated brine will evaporate, and the corresponding salt will crystallize and adhere to the inner wall of the stone pot.

Scrape off this part of the salt, repeat the operation, and repeat it several times, at this point, this part of the salt is ready to eat.

However, because sea salt also contains some soluble impurities, which can give the salt a bitter taste, to remove these impurities, it is necessary to use burnt ash plants.

Plant ash contains potassium carbonate, which can be used directly as a potash fertilizer when planting, and can also be used to decompose the bitter components of table salt.

Bruce found some relatively dry plants, burned them into ash, added this part of the ash to the salt water of the cauldron, and then continued to boil at high temperatures, so that the crystals precipitated on the pot became non-toxic and edible, and only salty to salt.

Of course, in modern society, this kind of tobacco is generally called coarse salt, and it is not comparable to the refined salt made in factories, but there are many regions that use meat processing, and it is this coarse salt, and they believe that the minerals in coarse salt are good for the body.

Therefore, when dealing with this step, these salts can be used directly, and when they are on a desert island, if the next few steps of purification and plant ash are omitted, they only need to be boiled several times, and the salt obtained is barely usable, but the pursuit of the ultimate blues finally made a white fine salt similar to modern table salt.

By the end of all this, it was already dark, and the three of them had been busy all afternoon, and they were all hungry at this time, but they were all satisfied, especially Arthur and Howl, who felt that they had opened their eyes, and they had no idea that they could make salt from the sea like this.

The next step was to bring the salt back and start processing the meat, but by the time they got back to the cave, Schiller and Oliver were asleep and hadn't even eaten dinner.

The reason for this may be the spark between a doctor who is not a quack doctor but whose surgical skills are not much better, and a completely disobedient patient.

First of all, Schiller is not a surgeon, but because he used to work in a hospital, he can barely deal with some traumatic injuries, and he is better than ordinary people in that even if he doesn't get it right, he can use gray fog to remedy it.

Moreover, DC Schiller has always been relatively aggressive in terms of medical style, and in terms of trauma management, he has also inherited this radical style, and basically does not care much about the struggles of others.

And Oliver, even if he has been struggling to survive here for three months, can't erase the fact that he used to be a rich boy with fine skin and tender meat.

At the beginning, with the support of the will to survive, he was able to forget all the pain and just to live, but when he was full of food and drink, sleepiness came up, and he returned to the illusion of pampering.

Because of this, he is extremely sensitive to pain, and with Schiller's extremely rough methods, the two cannot be said to be in harmony with doctors and patients, but can only be said to be together.

If he could use his special abilities, Schiller would definitely be able to hold down Oliver, but the problem was that he couldn't, so he couldn't get the gray mist to stun Oliver.

Because of the existence of the gray mist, Schiller's body has extremely strong physical strength, but without using the tentacles of the gray mist, Schiller only has two arms and two legs, and he has to separate one hand to deal with the wound, so there is only one hand left to hold down Oliver.

It turned out that even with great strength, it was difficult to completely suppress a struggling adult with one hand, and in the end, Schiller almost strangled Oliver to death before finally treating his wounds.

Both of them had exerted a lot of physical strength, so they had already slept in the cave while the other three were busy surviving in the wilderness.

Oliver had really fallen asleep, and Schiller was just using sleep to calm his anger at wanting to strangle the future Green Arrow here.

Seeing that the two of them were asleep, the other three didn't plan to make a big deal to cook, so they simply set up a rack for grilling fish, processed the fish they had just caught, put them on a skewer, and began to grill the fish.

At noon, Hal Lane had not yet used up the hoisin sauce, two fish brushed with sauce, one fish sprinkled with salt, and one fish split into fish meat and put in coconut, and stewed fish soup with coconut milk.

Scents came from the platform outside the cave, the night breeze on the island was cool, the sky met the shore, and the stars twinkled in the dark blue night sky.

"You know what? This time I came home and my parents apologized to me......" Hal took a bite of the fish and then got burned, his mouth kept exhaling, his eyes looked a little red, maybe because the food was too hot and the night wind was too cold.

"They no longer stopped me from becoming a pilot, they didn't even insist that I have to stay near Seaside City, and they even told me in a consultative tone that it would be great if I could go home once a month......

"If they had told me that a few years ago, I would have been overjoyed, and I would have jumped up for joy, thinking that they had finally made sense......" Hal brought the fish soup, took a sip, and sniffed vigorously, and no one could tell if he was in tears from the burn.

"But I think they're getting old, I thought I'd been away from home for decades, they're really a lot older......"

"Parents are like that, if you leave for a long time and come back, you will find that they are really much older." Arthur also said, he took a bite of the grilled fish, spit out the spines, and continued: "When I followed the ocean fishing, I only went out to sea for more than three months, and when I came back, my father was like 30 years old......

"You know what? In Brughhaven, there is a legend ...... "Arthur sneezed from the hot fish soup, and he sniffed hard and said, "If a child goes out to sea with a big boat to catch fish, and the parents go to church to pray to God, then, when the child is shipwrecked and his life is in danger, God will take some of the life of the parents and let the child return safely......"

"." Bruce commented.

"The point of this story is that in Bloomhaven, every young sailor goes out to sea, every parent goes to pray for them, even though they know it might hurt their life, they do it, including my father."

Bruce was silent, and Hal glanced at him, unobtrusively digressing the subject, saying, "Brughhaven is really a bit like Seaside City, and this city deserves to be better." ”

"I've read the history of Seaside City in a fishing magazine." Arthur swallowed the last bite of the grilled fish into his stomach, and he said, "You guys are lucky, you met the gold rush, and the city grew stronger, but actually, I don't envy you, because Brughhaven is really peaceful, if someone really comes to pan for gold, those old people from other places will definitely make a mess, I don't want that." ”

Hal nodded and said, "It's true that big cities are good as big cities, but small towns and villages are not necessarily bad, everyone likes their hometown the most, whether it's city or country......"

This sentence made Bruce fall into thought, he thought, among the several reasons to become Batman to fight criminals, there is no "he loves Gotham" clause, at least he had felt that way before.

This damned Sin City, with nothing to be nostalgic about, has instead brought him the heaviest scars.

However, when he saw that Gotham had the possibility of getting better, he still felt a little excited and excited.

It wasn't until after leaving Wanli that people realized that they had an eternal homeland, and so did Bruce.

When the words "hometown" and "hometown" are mentioned, the first place that comes to his mind is still the Dark City.

All the inhabitants of the city don't think it's good enough, but they'd rather admit that they suck than wallow in this bizarre dark abyss and have the craziest nightmares, and Batman is no exception.

The rising sensuality made Bruce feel nervous and anxious, and he was completely unaccustomed to this sensibility, so he wanted to find something to do to get himself out of it.

He threw away the skewers of the grilled fish, stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "I think you should have almost rested, there is still a lot of work to do, and we have to pay more time and energy for the survival of the desert island......

Hal and Arthur, who were already fed and sleepy, looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

The next morning, when he woke up, Schiller opened his eyes, and the sunlight outside the cave was particularly harsh, and he stretched out his hand, covered his eyes, and slowly walked out of the cave, wanting to go out and get some fresh air.

Then, his eyes widened slowly, looking at the dense pulley set mechanism outside the cavern, and the spiderweb-like zipline that dotted the rainforest.