The wrong posture of YY male god [system]

In the remote coast of Brazil, there is a lonely island. It faces the sea on three sides, accepts the impact of the sea wind and waves, and pulls out a cut wall 10 meters above the sea at the back.

It has been three days since the five friends arrived on this small island. The legendary storm began to weaken. The heavy rain turned into showers, and the ground was sparse. The vegetation on the island was dry and wet, and the wind was not the same as the rain Still firm, the waves rushed to the beach again and again under the traction, rolling the broken branches knocked down in the storm to the shore again and again.

On the reef.

Jacob rudely wiped the water splashing across his face as the waves lapped over the reef.

"Bah! So salty!"

"Where's your noble and glamorous style? Have you fed the dog?"

The Middle Easterner said something coolly, stepped on Mr. Crab who was passing by, bent over and grabbed two large pliers, stuffed them into the net pocket, and moved on.

"I'm a young master, but he doesn't want me anymore."

Tom carefully maintained the parallel, making complaints while filming the video.

"Get out, damn it! I stepped on bird droppings! Ah! I'm going crazy! It's disgusting!"

Jacob, who was a little obsessed with cleanliness, squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, obviously mad.

"It's quite fresh. Can you still fly in such a strong wind? Young master, you are wearing shoes anyway, what's so disgusting!"

Taking a close-up of the bird droppings with obvious shoe prints, Tom continued to complain indifferently.

"You don't understand! I always feel like I can feel the sticky puddle directly on the soles of my feet through the shoes!"

"I'll wipe it! Can you not describe it in such detail! I think of the coconut pimple soup in the morning!"

please!Your analogy is even more disgusting!

Jacob and Tom retched immediately!

Damn, it's so vivid!I can't stop thinking about it!

Finally, the three hurried back with a large bag of conch and some crabs.The main reason is that there are two dragging legs that can't walk at all.

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Carlos and America's Sweetheart, who were drying clothes in the house, saw the three of them returning in less than an hour.

"Come back so soon?"

"The young master stepped on bird shit, too delicate to go on."

Faced with Carlos' doubts, the Middle Eastern shrugged and betrayed Jacob.

Turn right and wrong!

"Listen to his nonsense! He insists on confusing bird droppings with today's breakfast! I'm so disgusted by him that I can't go on!"

"Please shut up, I just forgot about that scene, and now you say it, my mouth is bitter again!"

Tom covered his mouth in pain, followed by America's Sweetheart.

"If the will is too weak, a man has to face a pile of fresh and rotten shit, and he can still eat a plate of curry rice without changing his face!"

What the hell!

The four people other than Carlos ran out of the house at the same time, the sound of retching rose and fell.

When they recovered, Carlos brought up the old story again, but this time it was serious.

"The guano is fresh. It is estimated that there are large groups of seabirds on the cut wall. However, the wind is so strong now that it is not safe to climb up."

"Do you want to catch seabirds and eat them? Can you eat them?"

The focus is not on whether you can catch it, but whether you can eat it. The young master's foodie attributes are fully exposed.

For a foodie born in the south, Carlos really has nothing he can’t eat. Silkworm chrysalis, bamboo shoot maggots, sandworms, water cockroaches, and locusts are all kinds of delicacies for him.

Although they currently have a lot of food, they don't know how long they will survive on the isolated island, so the food they bring and can be preserved for a long time is used as food reserves, and they try to obtain survival materials from the island as much as possible.

Although it is said that the most convenient and easy to obtain on the island is all kinds of seafood, but the wind and waves are so strong, although there is a system, Carlos still can't let his little friends go hunting in the sea.

In the past few days, I rely on picking up coconuts on the ground, crabs and shells that move around the islands and reefs to satisfy my hunger.I can still eat enough every day.

As for cellulose, you can only rely on the pills that come with you.

Anyway, the faces of the five people are still healthy at present, so let's pass the private question like pooping.

"Natural Channel tells us that birds huddle together at night and don't move. It depends on whether you can spot them. Are the flashlights and batteries enough?"

Carlos looked at the American girl.After all, she was the one who was in charge of carrying the flashlight.

"Enough!"

After drawing up a bird-hunting plan in fine weather, everyone started their respective work for the day. Tom and Jacob went to pick up branches nearby, and the American girl processed the crab shells obtained in front of the hut. fresh water installation.

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Although there are no game consoles or computers, the five of them lived a fulfilling life on the island. They added a set of crooked outdoor dining tables and chairs to the cabin, a set of high and low clothes racks, and a set that can slightly block the sun. , Open-air ovens that keep out the rain.

There is also a bathroom that can cover the head below and the knee above. Of course, it is for sea bathing, and it is necessary to carry water from the beach 100 meters away with wooden barrels. Amin and Carlos take turns to do this work.After all, only the two of them can lift a bucket full of water.

For Carlos, life on the island is:

Get up in the morning to make breakfast, patrol the beach, set off wolf smoke, and look for ingredients.

Cook at noon, communicate with friends, and take a nap when the sun is at its strongest.

Wake up at 4 pm, help each other apply coconut oil for sun protection, and go out to find ingredients.

When the sun is about to go down, go back to the nest to cook, and then have their own private time.

In the evening, have a pillow fight or a slumber party or chicken soup for the soul, and then go to bed good night.

In other words, there is a "SAS Survival Manual" in his carry-on list, and a hardcover edition of "Compendium of Materia Medica" with color pictures. All the skills have been improved like a rocket.

I always feel that one day my character breaks the bottom line and goes back to the savage era, and I can survive easily.

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Another few days passed, and the storm was completely over. The blue sky and white clouds finally returned to the sea in Brazil. The fruit stands on the edge of the beach and flutters in the wind.

Seeing the smoke of SOS being twisted and rising like sheep intestines by the sea breeze, America's sweetheart pulled the sun hat on her head and ran happily on the beach, wearing shoes of course.

The four who had been taught by Carlos did not dare to take off their shoes casually on the island. If they were cut or infected, that would be a big deal!

"Ahaha—the storm is over! The weather is fine!"

Smiling and laughing, she rushed directly into the sea, and lay face down in the blue water with a bang.Let the clothes get wet to reveal the feminine curves, anyway, you are still wearing a swimsuit, don't be afraid!

After so many days on the island, this is the first time to go to sea.

"Don't go outside again!"

Carlos was tying rope to the trunk of the coconut tree while watching the crazy American girls.

After the weather cleared up, today they decided to have a collective activity—hunting in the sea.

To be on the safe side, they first found a coconut tree closest to the sea, tied the trunk with the safety ropes they brought, and tied three of them to the waists of the members who entered the water, leaving two people to let the wind out on the beach. People pull back.

So the two left behind are the second and third in the power list, Amin and American girl.

At the roll call, Jacob and Tom expressed their dissatisfaction. It’s okay for the Middle Easterners, but they are also as a little boy, so why should Carlos be ranked first? What’s more, their names are placed after the only female member. Absolutely bending the law for personal gain!

Therefore, the two people who had never faced Carlos' force value at the same time demanded a fair, open, and transparent arm-wrestling competition to rank the strength list.

As a result, he must be slapped in the face, all kinds of humiliation.

Jacob can still struggle under the hands of the American girl, but Tom kneels directly in the first few seconds.

anyway.

Putting on their diving goggles, the two Han papers expressed that they must restore their dignity as men from sea hunting!

Ha ha.

The pattern is broken, don't think that being able to dive means being able to hunt in the sea.

"Remember, even though it is a shallow sea, if your character is too bad, if you encounter a sea snake, don't dawdle, run quickly; Don’t touch the octopus, conch, and shells that are so colorful that you have no friends, just run away; when you meet a cute jellyfish, don’t care if it can be eaten or not, or run away, understand?”

He gave a lot of orders, and Carlos let them go when Jacob and Tom nodded seriously.

After fastening the safety rope and taking a deep breath, Carlos first dived into the water to confirm the environment.

The cheering sound of the American girl on the shore was instantly covered by the sound of the sea water. Carlos opened his eyes and tried hard to detect the shallow waters as he pushed aside the bangs blocking the diving goggles.

Although it is said that the calm sea at night is the best hunting ground, Carlos moved the sea hunting to the morning in view of the water temperature and danger.

Fortunately, the sea water is quite clear. As long as you pay attention, you can see the shellfish hiding under the sand and mud on the seabed, with only a crack in the open shell to suck plankton.

After observing in all directions, Carlos surfaced, took off the breathing tube, and shared information about the seabed with Jacob and Tom.

"The visibility is quite high. It's still early. The fish should still be staying in the coral. It seems to be an oyster bed below? Or a clam field? Anyway, I saw a black slender opening on the bottom of the sea, which is their open shell seam. If you observe carefully, you can find that you are digging here, and I will go to the nearby coral to see if I can spear some fish, is there any problem?"

What responded to him was the OK gesture of the two, and handed over the homemade wooden spears to Carlos, and the two dived directly in place, wearing thick plastic gloves on their hands, a safety rope and a fine net bag around their waists, Put your head down on the seabed, start searching, digging, digging!

As a veteran driver, Carlos always assigns the most tiring, dirty and dangerous work to himself. Unlike his friends, he has a system in his body, and his physical fitness beats them by a few blocks. To be straightforward, he is patient. Fuck, it's not that easy to go wrong.

And it's not just bragging that they are older than them, at least they can calm down faster than them in case of emergencies.

He said that keeping himself is the truth, but after getting along for more than half a year, the relationship is not fake, and he has long accepted his role as the guardian and guardian of everyone psychologically.

Holding the strange-shaped coral in one hand, Carlos crawled on the seabed holding his breath, his eyes fixed on the creatures swimming in the crevices of the rocks.

On a whim, he thought that if he brought the M2 Drifter Story system, it would be a big hit.

Automatically master the skills of climbing, spearfishing, and taming the island's gorillas and wolves.

Hahaha, if the system is really changed, Carlos will definitely cry blind, where are the gorillas and wolves on this island!Besides, can he still live on the island for the rest of his life?Those two self-contained skills have returned to civilized society, and they have a egg!

Can you become a winner in life by climbing a tree fork?

Maybe when the time comes, the lifelong expectation is to become Tarzan the ape of the new century, the king of the monkey kingdom!

Shaking off unrealistic thoughts, he continued to look carefully for the big fish.Unlike variety shows, he can't find big lobsters, and he can't meet large cuttlefish, octopus, octopus, let alone the treasured abalone in the sea.

Exhausted!Feel cheated by the world!

Resurface for air again.It's really tiring to keep shaking your feet!He took a deep breath of air and continued to enter the sea. In the blue field of vision, he could still see two figures who were digging happily not far away.

Spitting out bubbles, Carlos turned his back on them and began to swim out.

Ok?

When he grabbed the coral again and swam with his arm dragging, something flickered past.With a question mark on his face, he quietly retreated to the place just now, and looked into the dark crevice of the big rock.

Fearing that there might be fish inside, and probing with a wooden spear would scare the snake, Carlos took off the waterproof flashlight from the equipment buckle on his waist, and carefully shot the light into the cave.

Fuck!There are dense brown dots all over the whole body of the fish, and the elongated body is definitely 20 cm long!The slightly parted thick lips reveal thin, dense and sharp teeth, what a mouthful!

This mouth is so sexy that Nima is crying!

Carlos recognized this guy, a must-have in restaurants, always steamed grouper!Thieves are expensive!

Damn it, if you miss it with a wooden spear and provoke it, it is its home field in the water, and it will definitely be caught up and gnawed!But right in front of my eyes, I can't bear to let go!

The water bubbles constantly emerging from the top of the breathing tube seemed to startle the grouper, which opened its eyes and raised its mind. Its tail shook slightly, and the spines on its dorsal fin followed suit.

Blinking his eyes, Carlos touched the little deer's jumping heart, kicked his feet and rushed directly to the water.

Well!Take a breath first, and when you come down again, if Mr. Shi Ban is still there, just face up!If it's not there, forget it!

Encouraging himself so much, Carlos dived in place again.

Lying in a big trough, it is still there!Don't dare to be so old-fashioned!

Remembering that there was a beautiful girl on the shore waiting to be fed, Carlos decisively chose not to be cowardly!Done!

After his eyes got used to the dimly lit cave, Carlos put away the flashlight, and tried the aim of the wooden spear in the water in a direction away from Mr. Shiban. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that the system’s fishing skills are also helpful for spearfishing. In any case, [-]% of the wooden spears can hit the target point.

With a feeling in his hands, he took another breath, relaxed his body, floated silently in front of the cave, pointed the spearhead at the predicted escape route of Mr. Shiban, and pushed forward with all his arms!

The spearhead sharpened by the knife pierced through the sea and brought up a slight stream of water that pierced Shiban-kun's head!

Although he looked like a simple, honest and stupid person, Mr. Shi Ban was still keenly aware of the danger. With a flick of his tail, his body jumped forward.

Carlos' heart stopped for a second, and his arms were still in a state of exertion. The staggered touch came back from the five finger nerves, and his brain was instantly excited.

Stabbed!

Before he could be excited for his first successful hunt for three seconds, the wooden spear kept shaking in his palm, and his vision was immediately covered by the sand raised up from the bottom of the sea.

Fuck!The strength of the struggle is great!

In the case of being unable to see clearly, Carlos could only hold the wooden spear tightly with both hands and insert it into the seabed fiercely to prevent Mr. Groupan from breaking free with great force.

The flying sand here did not attract the attention of Jacob and Tom in the distance. At this moment, Carlos was doomed to fight alone. How long can a lung of air support him in diving?Carlos doesn't know!

He didn't have time to think about it. In order to bring Mr. Shiban out of the water as soon as possible, he continued to hold the wooden spear firmly in one hand, quickly untied the net bag under the action of buoyancy, and groped in the sand and dust to put it on the fish's head by feeling. After feeling that he had reached the designated direction, he moved both hands at the same time, pulling out the net bag and wrapping it around the wooden spear twice.

Completely seal off the escape route that Mr. Shiban may escape after breaking free.

Carlos kicked his legs quickly and swam to the surface.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Before taking off the breathing tube, he couldn't wait to show off to the people on the shore, and the result was a strange howl.

However, Amin and the American girl on the shore only guessed the matter through the net bag and wooden spear he held high, and then contacted the excited tone, which must be a big gain!

The two happily ran into the sea quickly, and met the man who staggered ashore but was full of smiles, and the three immediately hugged each other!

This day was destined to be a feast day, and the five of them got two fish and more than ten fresh oysters from the sea early in the morning, and updated the fixed resource refresh point on the island-the oyster bed.Although plucking oysters is time-consuming, oysters, as a food that can replenish a lot of zinc, are worth enough to be included in daily tasks for the five Carlos.

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The great success of sea hunting made the ambitions of the little friends grow. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the American girl began to try to climb the cut wall behind the hut to check the gathering place of seabirds.

Why let a chick crawl?

Because among the five, she is the only one who has rich rock climbing experience, and the cut wall is not as steep as imagined, otherwise the other four friends would never let her go up.

Using the tools provided by Carlos, the American girl made a fixed point every half a meter she climbed, so that she could come down later. It took less than half an hour for her to climb the 10-meter wall.

The remaining four people propped up the safety net at the bottom, and at the bottom were inflated plastic bags and luggage bags full of clothes.

Acts as a life preserver.

They were only half relieved when the American girl threw down a climbing rope fixed in the crevice of the rock at the top of the cut wall.And the part that came down.

And with the descender, the American girl came down with excitement, and kept sharing the joy of successful rock climbing with her friends.

"Oh, it's great! Rock climbing in the wild is much more interesting than indoors! The moment the wind blows over my body, I feel like all the pores in my body are open! It feels great to stay in mid-air like a bird! Of course, Ka Ross's Treasure Bag is still as reliable as ever!"

The American girl, who was still excited, didn't even untie the rock climbing equipment around her waist. She jumped in front of Carlos, hugged his head, and kissed his forehead.

The expressions of the two Chinese papers with evil intentions instantly turned green.

After confirming that it is indeed a habitat for seabirds, Carlos and the American girl set up safety ropes that night, climbed up the cut wall, and caught two dumb birds.