Everyday heroes

Chapter 277 Survival on a Deserted Island?

The sky has completely darkened.

The silvery-white moonlight cast down from the sky is faintly glowing on the pitch-black sea.

A gust of rushing sea wind blew past, rustling the impenetrable woods behind Guan Lang.

Guan Lang, who had just filled his stomach, found a branch blown onto the beach by the sea breeze to support his body and stood up.

Fortunately, he was able to meet such a deserted island in the vast sea, which provided him with a foothold to rest and recover from his injuries in the dark night.

Seeing the deserted and icy beach with howling sea wind, Guan Lang moved slowly towards the woods with branches.

However, he was worried that there were poisonous insects in the woods, so he didn't go deep into the woods. He just found a two-person-high boulder at the junction of the beach and the woods to block the wind and sit down.

Although not afraid of the cold, normal people would not like the experience of blowing the wind like a knife all night.

Not long after sitting down, he felt an itchy pain in his body, which reminded him that Haitang was still in his body.

Inexplicably, thinking of this, his loneliness in the deserted island in the vast ocean was comforted to some extent.

In this strange environment, Haitang's presence also gave him some comfort, at least he was not alone.

Sitting up again propping up on the branches, he searched for a while on the nearby rocky beach.

Following the reflection of the moonlight, he saw a large rock depression that had accumulated a lot of rainwater just now.

"Release the coordination."

A ray of red light quickly stripped out of his body, and lightly landed on his hand.

He hugged it and put it into the water in the stone.

Begonia is still cheerful even in the new environment where she feels aggrieved.

It doesn't matter where it is.

Guan Lang's mood was not as optimistic as it was.

He is not worried about his own safety now, he has a foothold, and there is plenty of food in the system backpack.

The material needs that need to be solved urgently may be the water source problem.

It's just that he doesn't know when the injury on his body will recover enough to support him to swim back.

On the windshield of the stone, Guan Lang found a comfortable angle and lay down slowly.

At some point in the morning, Guan Lang got up from the beach.

The sky has not yet brightened, and it is still a little overcast.

Guan Lang was so tired yesterday that he slept for hours at a stretch.

He habitually wanted to go to the bathroom to brush his teeth, but after rubbing his eyes and looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, the beach, rocks, bushes, and endless sea, he realized his situation.

Ugh.
Scratching a lot of sand, the hardened hair made him a little uncomfortable.

Although he seldom dresses up, he still pays attention to his appearance. At least the hair and nails should be kept neat and clean.

"Morning!" Guan Lang passed by and took a look at the pile of rocks where Haitang was "stored" yesterday, seeing that it had also awakened, he greeted his little friend.

He casually took out a piece of meat the size of a plum from the system backpack space and threw it into the water as its breakfast.

In the food backpack are the corpses of more than a dozen bloody creatures that were hunted before. They will not deteriorate in the space of the system backpack, so he doesn't have to bother hunting on deserted islands or under the sea.

But his chapped lips reminded him that he must drink water.

Of course, this is not an urgent matter. There are still many puddles left by yesterday's heavy rain on the bumpy stone surface of the rocky beach.

It's just that it's not too urgent right now, so he wants to pursue a little bit of quality.

The sand under my feet is a bit hard, and it is not as clean as a tourist beach. The yellow-white beach is scattered with various stones washed out of the sea and some artificial creations.

He also saw a half-protruded beer bottle in the sand. After all, this place is not too far away from human society, and artificial garbage in the ocean will inevitably wash up.

Guan Lang walked slowly on the nearby beach.

The injury to the internal organs of the abdomen has improved, at least yesterday's tearing pain has been very slight, and only a slight tingling pain will be evoked during strenuous exercise.

This is a good thing, which means that Guan Lang's body should be back to normal soon enough.

If he left for too long, his disappearance might alarm his family and friends.

It's a pity that the current internal force is still not sufficient, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wait for his body to recover and use the internal force as a thrust to send himself back to land.

Searching the surrounding environment with his eyes, he found a few green coconut trees beside the forest growing along the beach.

Green and plump coconuts hang on the coconut trees several meters high.

As soon as Guan Lang moved his brows, his spiritual thoughts drove the Tai Chi power in his body to slowly come out through his body.

Taiji, like a big invisible hand, unscrewed a few head-sized coconuts and slowly fell in front of him.

As soon as he grasped his right hand, he held in his hand the long and thin-bladed long knife that he took out from the system backpack.

With a swipe of his forearm, a silver light flashed in the air.

He chopped off the tops of the young coconuts suspended in the air.

This coconut looks big, but there is really not much water in it.

Drinking it does not quench your thirst, and the taste is slightly salty. Using it as a water source for a long time may cause dehydration, but it is better than drinking rainwater.

After drinking the juice from the three coconuts, Guan Lang didn't waste the remaining coconut meat, so he tasted it a bit.

Coconut meat is better than coconut milk, crunchy, with a sweet fragrance of coconut milk.

Sen Luo Wan Xiang is a good knife, although it is slender but extremely sharp, it is especially convenient for Guan Lang to scrape the pulp in the coconut shell.

Quenching his thirst, Guan Lang returned to his temporary residence.

Spread some palm fronds on the beach.

The sun slowly climbed up from the skyline where the sea and the sky meet, and a touch of magnificent orange red reflected the whole ocean.

Sitting on the beach, Guan Lang was blowing the breeze, watching the magnificent scenery of the rippling blue waves and the rising sun on the sea, the depression in his heart was relieved a lot for a while.

It is not a loss to see such a magnificent scenery.

With the breeze blowing, the sky cleared up completely soon.

The blue sky was extremely clear, and only occasionally a few white birds flew slowly across the sky.

In order to recover from the injuries in his body as soon as possible, Guan Lang did not move much, but sat quietly on the sandy beach covered with several layers of palm leaves. He was not curious about the island, and he was not going to explore or go into the woods. Visiting the island along the beach, the most urgent thing is to adjust the body and return to human society as soon as possible.

Sitting on the beach is also boring, so he conducts his own extremely focused perception training by the way.

He has already completed half of his tactile training, and the effect of this kind of intensive training is very good. Although he still can't reach the point where he can't add a feather or fly, the sensitivity of the body surface to external forces has indeed been greatly enhanced.

(End of this chapter)