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The three of them all found some suitable things and were ready to return to the temporary camp to sort out their things first.

After all, many of the things I picked up were soaked in sea water and needed to be cleaned with clean water. Some of the tools I picked up also had to be taken back to see who would use them.

Take the two fishing rods he just picked up, for example. Fang Xing can’t tell what kind of fish the large and small fishing rods are suitable for catching. After all, fishing requires certain techniques and experience. It’s not up to anyone to come up and get it. One fishing rod can bring you a lot of harvest.

Although this bucket is full of things, Fang Xing can easily drag it away.

But now is not the time to show off his extraordinary power.

So Fang Xing and two other people worked together to 'find a way' to move the big bucket outside the reef area, and everyone took turns dragging it for a while.

of course.

Fang Xing was really dragging a big bucket all by himself.

When it was Qianqian's turn, she was followed by a figure who was always helping.

And when the little star is working, Qianqian will also step forward to help.

Every time I wait for it to be over.

Fang Xing walked behind the two of them, holding his hands.

Look at two people, you help me and I help you.

Inexplicably, I feel like I'm standing here like a big lightbulb that's an eyesore.

At noon, everyone went back.

The second team was lucky on the way there. They found a lot of edible mushrooms in the forest near the road and also caught a few crabs.

Although the meal at noon was relatively adequate, a pot of soup with mushrooms and kelp was enough, and everyone was barely full.

In the afternoon, the temperature gradually increased.

Everyone has been busy all morning, and now that they have just finished eating, they are all feeling a little down.

So it was unanimously agreed.

Everyone decided to catch up on a little sleep at noon and continue working after a while.

Maybe it was because everyone was no longer so scared after taking a nap in the morning. Everyone fell asleep quickly during this afternoon nap.

Only Fang Xing remained awake.

Watching everyone fall asleep under the shade of the trees, waiting until it was time for them to get up.

This time.

Everyone got up at the same time.

Because we wanted to avoid the sun this time, everyone slept under the shade of the trees near the coast, so the sleeping positions were somewhat scattered.

So Fang Xing could clearly see that these people woke up from left to right.

This invisible existence woke everyone up one by one.

Sudden.

Fang Xing subconsciously felt like he was being watched, but this feeling came and went and disappeared after a while.

"The tenth one, unknown X?"

Fang Xing muttered to himself.

Until now, he was not sure what the so-called X was.

If X is cruel or cunning, there is no problem at all.

After all, he wanted to choke a person to death, deliberately create an atmosphere of terror, and even make a death prophecy.

This is not something a normal human mind can do.

But such an "X" who doesn't exist in front of everyone attaches great importance to this so-called desert island survival show?

Wake everyone up in the morning, and wake everyone up at noon.

it's wired!

Especially in the context of death prophecies, this move is simply bizarre!

For death prophecies, the most important thing is that the prophecy is successfully activated.

As for who died, or what happened during the process, it doesn't seem to matter?

With such doubts.

Fang Xing once again went to the garbage beach with two other people in the afternoon.

The things they wanted to take away this time were some things to be used in building a house.

For example, those seemingly complete pieces of wood, or large pieces of plastic bags, or some ropes.

Although none of the people present had experience in building a house, they had never eaten pork and had seen pigs run away.

You need to first plan out the general scope of the house to be built, fix the positions of the four corners, and reserve the entrance and exit areas.

Then cut some gaps in the wood and stack them on top of each other to build a relatively strong wooden exterior wall, put a roof on it, and you're done.

The theory exists.

Practice begins.

During the practice, the first problem everyone discovered was that there were not enough three axes in a pile of equipment.

Then I discovered the second problem, which is where is the most appropriate place to build the house?

The third question is that there are only two axes now, and they must take turns to work. So what should other people do during this time?

Everyone began to sit together again and discuss building a house.

First of all, the wood collected from the sea is of different lengths, so don’t expect to build a big house.

Plus there are nine people here, including two ladies.

So at least three houses are needed to build...

After thinking about this, everyone present felt that the standards for building houses were set too high during the initial discussion.

"There is no need to build such a strong house now. Having a place to shelter from wind and rain is the most important thing now!"

"That kind of house takes too much time. I'm afraid we may not be able to finish building the house by the end of this month, so I think everyone should take a long-term view."

"Sturdy wooden houses are meant for permanent residence. We only need a simple, strong building for this month!"

"It's better to build relatively simple sheds to meet the need for shelter from wind and rain. After all, there are a lot of plastic boards here, and they are most suitable for using them to block the wind."

In the face of the foreseeable and heavy labor plan, a group of people have chosen a relatively easy way of life.

Someone suggested cutting down some bamboo first. After all, bamboo grows very vigorously here and looks like a very good building material.

Discussed for a long time.

Everyone finally started from here again and started doing their own things.

Some people were responsible for preparing dinner, others teamed up with two axes to bring back some bamboo, and some were responsible for cleaning up the debris brought back. Everyone was very busy.

Under heavy labor, people can easily forget other things subconsciously.

For example, they witnessed death last night.

For another example, the little star who was resurrected from the dead has been following Qianqian like a follower.

Wait until the sun goes down.

A large amount of clutter has been placed around this temporary seating area.

Everyone feels that the day has been very tiring.

What I look forward to most now is to have a quick meal.

Fang Xing lit a bonfire on the beach as usual. This time everyone held dishes and waited for the two chefs in charge of dinner.

It is said that I am responsible for dinner, but in fact I cook what needs to be cooked and bake what can be roasted.

That's it.

We haven't found anything else edible on this island, so we can only make do with it.

sunset.

The little star was walking over with a pot in his hand with a smile on his face, bragging to others about how delicious the crabs he picked up today were.

They all walked up to everyone without stopping their mouths.

Just when everyone thinks everything is normal.

The little star is in full view.

Suddenly stood upright.

His face was pale, his pupils were dilated, and there were large blood stains on his chin and clothes that had solidified.

His body was stiff and he fell straight forward!

"Snapped!"

The upper body was lying directly on the pot that was brought, and the hot soup was poured out.

I’ll update it first. I can’t stand it any longer. I’ll update it in the afternoon.