Raising an island tortoise in the apocalypse

Yi Wei put on complete diving equipment and curled up in the narrow gap between the bathtub and the turtle shell, quietly waiting for the doomsday judgment.

As it approached, there was a deafening roar at first, covering up the screams of fear and despair.

Immediately afterwards, the buildings were shattered by the waves and collided with each other, and they were involved in the camp of the huge waves and roared towards the obstacles ahead.

Yi Wei's commercial building has [-] floors, but this beautiful and sturdy building is like a rickety building block in front of the huge waves, and it didn't take much effort for the whole building to fall and smash to pieces.

Yi Wei huddled tightly in the bathtub, only to feel a violent jolt and flip, when he was dizzy.

Poof—the sharp steel bars pierced the quilt and the bathtub, nailed it next to his head, and left a small mark on the turtle's belly shell.

Yi Wei was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, but in his mind, the soft and waxy voice of the cantaloupe kept laughing excitedly: "Brother! What a big splash! It's so fun!"

Yi Wei: "..." Hehe, it's really fun, your brother and I are almost being played to death...

It is undeniable that he was indeed relieved. The shell of the cantaloupe is really thick, and it was safe and sound in such a chaotic impact.

But he didn't see that the head, arms, and legs of the cantaloupe were not curled up in the shell as he thought, but were all exposed happily, and the neck stretched and retracted from time to time to eat a fish carried in the waves.

Very arrogant.

Yi Wei pushed the steel bar out forcefully, and groped in the darkness to seal the breach with the tape he had prepared long ago.

The soft inflatable bathtub did not suffer any attack in the seawater full of debris. After nearly an hour of rolling and bumping like this, the sea finally calmed down.

The oxygen in Yi Wei's diving bottle was running low. After the tsunami subsided, he let out a sigh of relief, calmed down his beating heart, pulled off the tape seal between the bathtub and the turtle shell, and got out.

He struggled to climb onto the cantaloupe shell, panting and looking up.

The place where the tsunami swept was already a vast ocean. As far as the eye could see, there was no solid and fixed plane to live on. There were various wreckages of construction facilities floating on the vast sea, and there were many dilapidated and lifeless figures.

Yi Wei's Adam's apple slid up and down violently, he suppressed the soreness in his heart, and lowered his eyes to look at those fragmented people who were always sleeping in the cold sea water.

He took out the compass on his waist, leaned forward and patted the head of the cantaloupe, signaling it to swim south.

In the gloomy sky and the messy sea, Yi Wei was left alone, sitting on the large turtle shell, wandering to an unknown distance.

In the vast ocean, without internet navigation, Yi Wei has no idea where he is now.

Within two hours after the tsunami passed, while the sky was still bright, he picked up the previous supplies from under the cantaloupe and placed them on the larger turtle shell.

After all, the washing of the waves caused him to lose some supplies. Now there is only one box of mineral water left, and this box of 24 bottles of 500ml mineral water can last him for more than ten days at most.

But that's not the most urgent thing. As night falls, the temperature drops sharply, and the cold February wind is even more fierce on the exposed sea.

"Ah!" Yi Wei sneezed again, rubbed his nose, and shivered under the collapsed inflatable bathtub.

The waterproof bag in which he held his clothes was scratched by sharp objects in the sea water, and his clothes had already been soaked in the cold sea water and became wet and cold.

The low temperature and humidity made his mind seem to be frozen. Yi Wei only felt that his body was getting stiffer and heavier, and even his eyelids kept drooping.

After all, he couldn't resist the drowsiness that swept over him, lying on the cold turtle shell, he fell into a deep sleep.

After Yi Wei fell asleep, the cantaloupe slowly stopped sliding, and it was about to fall asleep when it floated on the sea.If someone could measure Yi Wei's heartbeat at this time, they would find that his heartbeat became slower and slower until it became the same as the turtle below him.

The next day, morning light emerged, the sky cleared, and the freezing temperature gradually rose as the sun fell.

Yi Wei opened his eyes with difficulty, and sat up propping up the tortoise shell.He shook his sleepy head and looked at the time on the electronic watch.

9:52 in the morning.

He was surprised, I slept almost 15 hours? ? ?

How can it be? !Not to mention the uplifting spirit that just passed through the gate of hell, even if he is so tired from normal work that he vomits blood, he has no record of sleeping for 15 hours.

Yi Wei felt that there were too many strange things that had happened to him recently, and these characteristics seemed to be similar to something.

He glanced sideways at the sleeping cantaloupe, thought deeply for a while with his chin resting, and then sighed helplessly, forget it, I can't think of it, let's take a step forward.

Yi Wei started to continue the work that he hadn't finished yesterday, and he planned to build a habitable shelter on the cantaloupe.

Cantaloupe caught a lot of fish in the sea yesterday, and now it has grown to the size of half a basketball court. Fortunately, Yi Wei was able to talk to it in consciousness, otherwise it would be really mentally handicapped to have to trot around for a word.

Due to the increase in area, the shell of the tortoise has become much smoother, and it is not a problem to place a small house, so what is lacking now are various materials.

However, Yi Wei glanced at the messy sea and accepted the fate of picking up trash from then on.

Three hours later, Yi Wei leaned forward again and dragged a piece of driftwood up from the sea, slumped on the back of the cantaloupe and gasped for breath.

He unpacked a pack of compressed biscuits and a bottle of mineral water, while replenishing energy and water in his body, while thinking about how to use the bits and pieces of materials he just scooped up.

A bunch of wet twigs to dry for a fire; a few thick planks and lengths of strong rope to try and make a little shelter from wind and rain; and some dirty He also fished out all the plastic basins and buckets, which can be used to collect clean water after cleaning.

Yi Wei guarded the rags, looked at the looming head of the cantaloupe in the distance, and felt boundless despair. How did he change from an otaku to a wilderness survival contestant in one day...

To complain, when a large piece of driftwood not far away slowly passed by the corner of Yi Wei's eyes, he quickly stood up and patted the cantaloupe to signal it to swim in the direction of the driftwood.

That piece of driftwood was really huge. Yi Wei stretched out his hand to reach the back of the wood and wanted to exert force, but was startled by the slippery and slightly elastic feel in his hand.

He paused, slowly climbed onto the driftwood, stretched his head to look back, and saw a dark, rugged man with twisted muscles tightly grasped on the driftwood, his whole body was cold, and he was unconscious.

Yi Wei rubbed his fingers, the man really didn't feel the coldness of a living person, he sighed in a low voice, and was about to push the man back into the sea.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu to not far from the man.

On the driftwood not far from the man, there was actually a drenched puppy curled up, depending on the breed and color, it was a well-cared-for border collie.

At this time, Yi Wei's own survival is also a problem, and of course it is impossible to adopt a dog that has lost its owner.

He was ruthless and was about to charge up to push the driftwood away, when the Border Collie suddenly became agitated, howled in a low voice at him, and planed regularly on the driftwood with its slender claws.

Yi Wei subconsciously glanced at the white marks scratched on the wood, and when he saw it clearly, he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

【He's not dead yet, please, save him. 】

Can you believe that a dog actually scratched out a line of beautiful regular script with its paws?Or the standard Song typeface? ? ?

Yi Wei couldn't believe his eyes, but the fact is true, just like his turtle will grow up, this dog can actually calligraphy? ? ?

He was too curious and shocked, and decided to rescue the man out of humanitarianism. Although the man's size was very persuasive, it was still impossible for Yi Wei at this stage to casually deny the survival of a life.

He struggled to pull the man from the sea to the turtle shell, stretched out his hand to test his breath, and sure enough, he was still alive, but the man's current condition was a bit bad, his whole body was cold, and he was still shivering after careful inspection.

Yi Wei thought for a while, reached out and took off the wet clothes on the man, covered him with some clothes that had dried out, fed him a little water, and put him aside to resign himself to fate.

The Bianmu animal followed the man consciously at the moment when the man was rescued into the turtle shell. It first came over and rubbed against Yi Wei's calf, whimpered to express its gratitude, and then nestled on the man's neck. Quietly waiting for him to wake up.

When Lei Hao woke up, the sky was already full of sunshine, he rubbed his forehead, frowned, thinking about the current situation and previous memories.

His last memory is of diving into a big river with Tiantian in his arms when the waves came, and holding on to a broken tree trunk when he was dizzy.

But now, looking at the semi-dry clothes on his body, a string of information automatically appeared in his head: the clothes of a man with a thin body and a height of about 180, depending on the style, this man will not be over 25 years old, and the economic conditions are good, depending on the style Should be a calm and down-to-earth personality...

"you're awake?"

The clear and cold voice interrupted Lei Hao's thinking, he stood up quickly, put on clothes that didn't fit, and sincerely thanked Yi Wei: "Thank you for saving me and Tiantian, my name is Lei Hao. ..”

Before the tsunami, Lei Hao was a simple and honest swimming coach. Although he was only 26 years old and tall, dark and strong, his patient, enthusiastic and responsible attitude won the praise of many children and parents, and became a Nannan A well-known swimming coach in the city.

Coach Lei has been in the swimming pool for more than ten years, but anyone who is familiar with him knows that this person...is not very smart, he is stupid at best, but too much water enters at worst.

But today's Lei Hao is a bit different. He feels that something has broken through his confusing brain, connecting that too straight and blunt brain circuit to a new and complicated world.

When he saw the tortoise the size of a basketball court and Yi Wei's unscathed body under his torn clothes, a guess that shocked the world gradually became clear in his mind.

"I have a conjecture with insufficient evidence!" Lei Hao said solemnly to Yi Wei with a light of wisdom shining on his honest and honest face.

The author has something to say: After thinking about it, if the protagonist wanders alone, there seems to be nothing to write about ORZ

Then go conquer the world with a group of crazy teammates!

Protagonist Regimental Officer · Former Swimming Coach · Current IQ Explosive · Lei Hao: My IQ was given to me by dogs :)

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