PS: I'm really speechless, how scared everyone is by the same crossing book, Pig Pig repeatedly said that he won't cross, and there are still big questions.

It is a very sad thing that the author's ideas are swayed by the reader, so Piggy can only write according to the outline that has been prepared for a long time, but the saddest thing than the author's thinking being swayed by the reader is that the author's thinking is seen through by the reader at a glance.

You can't see through my thoughts, hehehehe(smirk), so please pay to read it.

There are also some questions raised by readers, which have already been answered in the book, and everyone can't see that Pig Pig Ling is very chicken-catching.

For example, the volume of the island dragon, don't just pay attention to its fifteen meters long, but also pay attention to its hollow bones, weigh less than 200 kilograms, and its body is slender, slender, and can curl up freely.

A lean one-meter-eight yoga master can indent a box of less than 60 square centimeters, and a seven-seater recreational vehicle can't shrink into a 15-meter-long soft monitor lizard?

Other questions, please forgive Piggy for not being able to answer them one by one, and I have to code words, hehe, Piggy just wants to say, many questions readers take a lot of seriously, and they can find the answers in the storyline, Xie Lu Xie.

The most common practice is to ask for a monthly pass, recommended, thank you.

"Didn't I let you cover your eyes when the game is over," Zhang Lisheng said casually, and said to himself: "It turns out that the winner gouges out his eyes, which means that only the winner is qualified to dedicate himself to the gods."

With such devout believers, it's no wonder that there were no negative emotions when they died at my hands, and eighty percent of them regarded the destruction of the island dragon as a test for the gods to accept the sacrifice.

It's not a madman, it's a religious maniac, and now it's even more troublesome..."

"Li Sheng, how do you know that they will do such a terrible thing after the ball game, stop talking to yourself all the time, you are not alone.

If you have anything to say to us, would you like to share it with us? We may be able to help you come up with an idea, I don't know anything It's terrible, please, Li Sheng..."

By the time the girl begged for her youth, the nine natives who had won the ball game had all gouged out their eyes.

Only then did hundreds of their compatriots cautiously step into the sacred court, which was surrounded by vines and covered with blood, and lifted the limbs and heads of the nine blind men, who had deliberately howled miserably, to the three stone pillars on the beach, and hung them upside down on the stone pillars with rope stalks.

After doing all this, the indigenous leader held eighteen broken eyeballs in both hands, and slowly walked towards the sailors and passengers of the 'Elizabeth Holiday' standing in front of the giant ship.

As he approached. Fiona, who realized what the native dwarf wanted to do, suddenly turned pale, and the first mate beside him stammered and whispered, "Pavilion, Your Excellency, that, that native he." He's not going to want us, let's..."

"He worshipped the ship as a god, and those of us who came down from the ship were naturally messengers of the gods, and the last act of sacrifice I thought was for us to eat those eyes.

Don't panic, everyone, I'll take care of everything, I'll do it," Fiona shouted loudly, and the native-headed man was already standing in front of him with his eyes still trembling with water.

The old captain fought against his churning appetite. With a solemn face, he picked up a slippery eyeball with a hint of warmth from the hand of the indigenous leader, and turned to place it on the steel suspension ladder of the first step of the 'Elizabeth Holiday'.

Then he imitated the tone of the native gnome kneeling on the ground and shouting, "Start the pulley and pull the ladder up." ”

The sailors who stayed on the ship hurriedly started the motor and pulled the suspension ladder up.

Waited a while. Fiona shouted again, "Take that disgusting eyeball away, wipe the marks clean, lower the hanging ladder, and say a few random words on the radio in my current tone."

Security guards are always ready to shoot. As soon as these natives attacked us, the sailors with safety axes and I were in the first line, and the first mate was responsible for guiding the passengers back to the ship. ”

"Your Excellency, I'm stronger, I'd better stay"

"Harry, I'm the captain of the 'Elizabeth Holiday', and my word is the law when I'm shipwrecked, so don't bargain anymore. Fiona said with a majestic wave of his hand.

At this time, the cantilever of the 'Elizabeth Holiday' was slowly lowered again with the roar of the 'hum' motor, and at the same time, someone on the ship's radio said in a strange and loud voice: "I am the third mate of the 'Elizabeth Holiday', Corian Constance, and I have been ordered by the captain to ask the passengers near the suspension to stay away immediately."

Sailors on duty, Rachel Priscilla, Maxine Nikita, are at the entrance of the ladder and ready to meet the passengers who may be evacuated. ”

"Clever lad. Hearing the announcement on the ship, Fiona was stunned for a moment, nodded approvingly, turned around and walked to the natives, clapped his hands with a smile on his face, and spread out, "Accepted, the big ship accepted your sacrifice." ”

The native leader smiled with joy on his face, the skin on his face exploded in horror, and he held the remaining eyeballs and made another gesture to ask the captain to take them.

Seeing the dwarf's friendly behavior, Fiona secretly breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and slowly pinched out those terrifying tattered eyeballs from the hands of the indigenous leader one by one, and put them on the ladder, "Take the ladder back, and put a piece of cream cake when you put it down." ”

Hearing Fiona give such an order in a way similar to chanting under the boat, Zhang Lisheng showed a surprised expression on his face, "It's really 'old people, old spirits', if it were me in that situation just now, I'm afraid I would have to choose to kill all these dwarfs except for swallowing the eyeballs alive."

But isn't the 'cream cake' a bit redundant

Hell, that native with a feather in his head really likes this ridiculous reward, and it seems that deception is more useful than violence against unintelligent barbarians."

In the midst of the boy's muttering, the leader of the natives danced to take a piece of nine-inch chocolate cream cake from Fiona's hand, and his nose twitched at the sweet smell.

"Food, this is sacred and delicious food, a gift from a big ship, to eat, to eat..."Fiona saw the appearance of the indigenous chief, pointing to his mouth in an intoxicated chewing motion.

The indigenous leader hesitantly stretched out his slender tongue like a red snake and licked the cake in his hand. His eyes lit up with a look of amazement, but instead of continuing to enjoy it alone, he held the cake in his hand full of the slimy bodily fluids of the victorious dwarf player, and returned to the indigenous people, and began to share the delicious taste of the 'gods' gift with everyone.

A nine-inch cream cake was lined up by hundreds of people, licking it strangely in turn, calculating that time had been wasted for a long time, and the captain, who felt that he had reached a good interaction with the natives of the island, finally commanded in a calm voice: "Okay, we can now go to the mountains and forests to cut wood."

Be careful, everyone. Don't go alone and don't be too hasty at first..."

At Fiona's instructions, the ship's sailors and passengers cautiously sideways, bypassing the group of native gnomes, began to cut wood at the edge of the forest. Pick up dead and fallen branches.

The native gnomes were engrossed in the taste of the creamy chocolate, and no one cared about the sneaky actions of the earthlings, but the strange sharp sand of the island soon taught the reckless wood pickers a small lesson.

"Ah, hell, my hand is hurt, why is this branch so prickly...", the first young man in New York who strode to the edge of the forest and bent down to grab the broken branch from the ground suddenly exclaimed.

He shook off the branch in his hand with all his might. Looking closely at his palm, he realized that it was not the branch that hurt him, but a layer of dirt wrapped in wind and rain on the outside of the branch, and when he was clenched, countless thin blood marks were scratched on his hand. "Watch out guys, the sands of this world are so sharp that you can cut your fingers with a little effort. ”

Hearing the shouts of the injured youth, the captain pinched a little sand from the ground with his hand and pinched his fingers. He frowned and shouted loudly: "The sand on the ground is indeed very sharp, so it's best for everyone to take off their coats and wrap their palms before picking up wood."

Harry, tell the people on the boat to tear the cloth into strips two fingers wide and send it to us, and when we have piled the timber under the stone pillars, we will wrap our hands in the strips of cloth before we come back to work. ”

With Fiona's order, the bored girls on the ship had something to do, and began to cut small seams in large pieces of cloth with knives, scissors, and even nail clippers on the deck, and then tore the white cloth into strips with force.

Zhang Lisheng put the toad on his head and sat cross-legged with the mountain toad between his legs, mixing among the girls with twenty or thirty old men, tearing the strips of cloth, but his eyes did not leave for a moment the indigenous dwarfs who were still enjoying the delicious food.

"Li Sheng, why did you say the captain asked us to tear the strips of cloth?"

"The sand on this island is as sharp as glass dust, and you need to wrap your hands around it when you move wood so that you don't get hurt. ”

"I see, do you think those natives will suddenly turn around and attack us after eating our chocolate cake?"

"I don't know what to say, but I should ask Tracey, who seems to have a deep understanding of the brains of these primitive religious barbarians. Zhang Lisheng casually looked at the red-haired girl beside him and said casually.

"I don't have a deep understanding of the 'brains of barbarians who believe in primitive religions,' but I heard a lot of Catholic missionary stories as a child.

In those stories, no matter how kind and amiable the pagans are at the beginning, they will show a devilish face at the end. Tricy whispered.

"I, we're not trying to persuade them to convert, we're just chopping a few logs in front of them..."

"Destroy their religious tokens casually, hell, I actually forgot about this," Zhang Lisheng's face changed, but then he quickly calmed down after thinking about it, "But it's okay this way, fewer people share food, and the chance of escape is greater..."

As the boys muttered to themselves, the first group of New Yorkers, carefully wrapped their hands in their coats, had already strode the timber under the stone pillars that had completely revealed their towering form after the ebbed tide.

Although there are only a few sticks per person, dozens or hundreds of people have accumulated and piled up nearly half-meter-high stacks of firewood on the beach that has not yet completely dried.

As soon as the stack of wood was formed, the sailors in charge of lighting the fire poured gasoline on it and ignited the fire, and when they saw the fire, the people who were cutting wood and collecting branches under the ship could not help but let out a cry of excitement.

Unlike the jubilant cheers of the sailors and passengers of the 'Elizabeth's Holiday, the faces of the gnomes were horrified when they saw a fire burning under the huge stone pillars in the sea from a distance.

The Native Leader's face was contorted and he screamed and ran towards Fiona, but the other gnomes refused to give the leader who had been teased by the 'blasphemers' a chance to show his loyalty to the gods.

Behind him, a sturdy dwarf who had been extremely deferential to him just now flew up and kicked him to the ground, and the poor man was soon trampled into a pile of flesh by hundreds of angry compatriots. (To be continued.) )