The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 640 City and Wilderness
Modern people who live in the steel forest seem to have a hard time understanding the rage of nature, but if they live in the tropical rainforest that is no different from the primitive era, they will deeply understand that nature has supreme power, While nurturing everything, it can also destroy everything.

From the gathering of the dark clouds to the falling of the bean-sized rain, the whole process did not exceed a minute. After just a few tens of seconds, the strong wind picked up and the entire rainforest changed.

The jungle, which was originally full of vitality, suddenly became like a green hell. The shadows and reflections of the plants are like the claws and eyes of the devil. After those cute little animals disappear, only the tension of the storm is left.

The three of them walked quickly up the stream, and as they walked, the man with the bow and arrow introduced himself: "My name is Oliver Quinn, I'm from Star City, and I fell here about three months ago..."

Arthur and Schiller also introduced their names, but they didn't say much, or they couldn't say more. At this time, the wind was not low, and it was exhausting to just walk with their heads buried. .

"No matter where you come from, as long as it's not the drug dealers, we can cooperate. I built a shelter in the cave above the stream, and we got there to escape the storm."

After that, the three of them didn't speak, but just walked forward. If Schiller was alone, he could reach the destination quickly with several flashes in a row, but the problem was that Oliver and Arthur definitely couldn't.

Even though the three of them were in a hurry, when the tropical storm really came, they still couldn't reach the cave that Oliver mentioned.

The gust of wind was blowing on their faces, and Oliver and Arthur were a little unsteady. Schiller raised his head and squinted his eyes to look into the distance. He asked, "Are you referring to that cave?"

At the source of the creek, a crack appeared at the bottom of the cliff formed by a broken cliff. The ultra-long-distance vision provided by the gray fog allowed Schiller to see that there seemed to be traces of someone living there.

"That's right!!!" Oliver yelled, even though he had used the maximum volume, his voice was still crumbling in the howling wind.

"Hurry up, let's go!!" Arthur condensed water into a shield and walked forward, but it was still difficult to resist the strong wind.

On the last section of the road, Oliver finally fell down. He was already injured and exhausted. He failed to hunt several times in a row, and the food ran out. The wind quickly took away the heat and made him weaker. .

Just when Arthur rushed to help him up, Schiller instantly turned into a gray mist, grabbed the two of them, and flew into the cave.

The two people who were thrown on the ground let out a cry of pain, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, while Oliver looked at Schiller who was slowly condensing his figure, he cursed, and then said: "I may be dying, I'm hallucinating..."

"You didn't have hallucinations, but you are indeed dying." Schiller stepped forward, came to the side of Oliver who collapsed on the ground, removed all the leaves wrapped around him, and then looked at the wound on his shoulder .

After taking off the entangled shirt strips, Schiller understood why this trip to survive on an isolated island can make Green Arrow grow from a rich boy to a real hard-working hero.

The wound under the cloth strip was horrifying. A large piece of skin on his entire left shoulder and a part of his chest was gone, exposing the muscle tissue inside, and it seemed to have been burned, with pits and unevenness.

Schiller took a closer look and found that it might be the wound after being rubbed by a shotgun. Those potholes were all where the steel balls had been buried, and the traces of being burned. Schiller guessed that Oliver might have made it himself. To prevent further ulceration.

Schiller thought for a while, and then took out the medical bag stored in the gray mist, which contained everything for treating wounds, and it was not difficult to perform a simple operation.

Now this condition does not pay attention to sanitary conditions, and the right way is to deal with it as soon as possible. However, the only problem is that Oliver is very weak now, and a hasty operation may cause his physical characteristics to decline very quickly.

Schiller took a deep breath, still put down the medical kit, turned to Arthur and said, "He is in such a bad state now, I can't treat his wounds, otherwise it may cause fainting or shock."

"After the storm has passed, we have to find some food and drinking water for him, and the operation can only be performed when his physical strength recovers."

Arthur sighed and looked at the pale Oliver. He didn't expect that things would develop to this extent.

"I thought we could come here by boat, take the man with us and leave, but now, it seems that even if the boat comes, we can't take him away like this, he will die on the way..." Arthur sighed deeply After taking a breath, he felt that he took this matter too simply.

When living in the environment he was familiar with before, he felt that he was omnipotent, whether it was sailing, fishing, or forecasting the weather, he was handy.

But once the environment is changed, things will not go so smoothly. He feels that he overestimates his ability, and he puts himself and the people he wants to save in danger.

Arthur looked annoyed, but Schiller was calm. He said, "Listen, there's a problem now, as you should have seen, his temperature is dropping."

"He must replenish the heat in time, but now, the humidity in this cave is too high, these branches he prepared before may not be able to ignite, Arthur, you have to think of a way, or he may die."

"But what can I do? I...I can't make those branches ignite? I can control the water, but I can't control the fire..." Arthur seemed a little anxious, but Schiller was still calm, he said: "No No, you can't make branches ignite in humid air, but you can make the air less humid."

Arthur suddenly froze there, and then he stood up with a jerk, started pacing in place, and said, "Yes, yes, I can control the water, so the water in the air should also be fine, I will try a bit……"

Arthur closed his eyes and focused, trying to find how he felt when he was controlling the water in the creek. After a while, many small water droplets appeared in the air. Arthur controlled and slowly moved out of the hole.

He exhaled, looked down at his hands, showed a happy expression, looked at Schiller with bright eyes and said, "God, professor, I never thought I could do this..."

But who knows, Schiller frowned, he stretched out a hand, as if feeling the air, then shook his head and said, "No, no, it's useless just to evacuate the water in the cave, the storm outside is useless. If you don't stop, the damp breath will keep pouring in."

This rock crevice is not actually a real cave, because the cave must have a deep space inward, and here, it is obviously a narrow gap formed by the fracture and dislocation of the rock layers during the geological structure. The mountain is not big, but it is barely accommodating for humans.

But it can only barely fit in. Three people stand and lie down, and there is basically no room. If five people are put in, one of them may get wet.

In such an open space, it is impossible to completely isolate the water vapor, and the width of the entrance of the rock crevice is almost the same as the deepest width, and there is no possibility of making a door to block the entrance. There is no such thing here. There are many materials, and the materials obtained on the spot may not have good water resistance.

Schiller thought for a while, and he decided to widen the cave a little bit and create a space at the back that was larger than the opening of the hole. To do this, he still had to use the gray fog.

Although Gray Mist didn't like to eat stones, he could indeed swallow the mountain into it, and then decompose it. After Schiller dissipated into gray mist, the gray mist factor penetrated into every crevice of the rock wall behind him.

Almost in an instant, the rock wall in the hemispherical area behind disappeared out of thin air. In this way, it became a real cave with a relatively small entrance and a relatively large cave space.

Arthur moved Oliver, who was lying weak on the ground, into the back space.

But there is still another problem, that is, something must be found to block the opening of the hole. Schiller thought for a while, and then it became a gray fog. After stopping at the opening of the hole, a transparent crystal began to spread on the opening of the hole until it was completely sealed. , leaving only one door near the right.

That's right, this is the kryptonite crystal left by the gray fog before. Although there is not much left, the crystal wall that Schiller made is not thick, but because the part connected to the cave is very strong, it was attacked by the storm .

In this way, Arthur can completely transfer the damp breath in the cave through his water control ability, and then they can use some branches to set fire.

After the fire was lit, Oliver instinctively leaned towards the flame. After feeling that the cold was not so cold, his spirit recovered a little and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for saving me..."

Arthur shook his head and said, "It's far from it, we have to take you out of this place and go back to the normal city."

Schiller stood in front of the crystal wall and looked out through the transparent crystal. At this moment, the tropical storm reached its destructive moment. Those originally tall trees and bushes were obediently attached to the ground. It is like worshipping the infinite power of nature.

He heard Oliver and Arthur talking behind him, Oliver said: "My arrogance and arrogance led to all this, and I was completely self-inflicted..."

"After I took over my parents' group, I considered myself to be very talented in business, and did not listen to anyone's dissuasion at all, and accepted many orders that were beyond our ability..."

"My willful behavior led to the poor management of the group, and layoffs and salary reductions began, but I was still spending time and money, driving a cruise ship to go fishing..."

"Then I was pushed off the boat by an employee who had long held grudges..."

Oliver's voice was very distant because of its weakness, like a faint sigh from the depths of the cave, he said:

"If I live in pain like this, I would rather drown directly in the sea..."

Schiller turned back and saw Oliver's expression, he knew that Oliver's will to survive was not very strong, which was completely different from when he dealt with the shotgun wound himself.

At that time, probably because of the pain, he had no time to think about other things, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, to live. Therefore, he was able to overcome the pain and bleeding, and struggled to deal with the wound.

But once he relaxes and has nothing to do, he starts to think wildly, feeling that the pain is suffocating him, and it is better to end this hopeless life sooner rather than later.

Schiller stepped forward, crouched beside Oliver and said to him, "I have bad news for you. Before we came to this island, we encountered a group of drug dealers and damaged our boat."

"That is to say, the two of us are trapped here now... You don't have to look at me like that. I can tell you that our two superpowers are not strong enough to fly back to the United States from here."

"And as you can see, both of us are people from big cities, and we don't have any experience in wild survival. If you die now, the two of us may die here too."

Oliver's eyes widened, and after a long time, he sighed, moved slowly, and said, "This is really bad news."

"So, if you have almost rested, can you tell us how you survived here for the past three months?"

(End of this chapter)