Carol, your sister is here!

The second the wave rolled into the river, she instinctively wanted to dive up, but she couldn't swim for the first time, so she could only use the hands and feet that humans have in life and use dog pawing, but this is not stagnant water for her to paw slowly. , but the waves are as rough as the angry Nile; the second is lack of exercise, the body is complete and strong, and I can only feel the huge waves pushing her into the depth of more than ten meters in Hanoi in an instant. Her eyes darkened.Although *Sis hadn't had time to catch her, he just strangled Carol's shoulder and drifted with the crowd, but she immediately found that there was no escape from this situation.

I saw wave after wave swarming towards her, and she couldn't resist being sucked by the strange black hole that appeared inexplicably at the bottom of the river.

She held her breath so hard that her lungs were about to explode, and she couldn't hold any other thoughts except the desire to save herself and survive.At that moment, she managed to open her eyes and only vaguely saw her ankles seemed to be pulled down forcibly by creepers, and her subconscious panicked reaction only made her inhale more turbid river water, and soon felt completely uncomfortable. I can't open it.Almost in the blink of an eye, she desperately found that she was dragged into the black vortex by an irresistible force, her eyes went blank, she didn't know whether it was the lack of oxygen, or the distortion of time and space, and she finally completely lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it has passed, but I just feel the sun shining on my body, which is warm, but my body is still cold, and my eyelids are even more stinging from the direct sunlight.Before her mind cleared up, her first movement was to look around, but she forgot that she was still lying on the delicate sandy beach, and looked directly at the dazzling sun in an instant, her eyes hurt from the dizziness, and she closed them reflexively. After a while, he struggled to sit up with all his strength, and after a while, he opened his eyes and looked around again.

A large stretch of white sandy beach, without any rubbish and sundries discarded by tourists, only some marine life wandering leisurely, with green trees and shrubs growing behind.She grabbed the small palm-sized crab lying on her body, put it on the sand and looked at it, and saw that the bottom of the deep orange shell was tinged with two spots of rouge-like bright red. I remembered what my brother said, this kind of crab They are all European breeds, the ones that breed very fast.Then he is still in Europe, and has not been washed to other continents by this damn river.Relieved, she no longer cared about the crab that started to crawl again, patted the sand on her body, stood up, stretched her limbs, and startled the nearby birds—except for the chiffon skirt and knitted top she was wearing, A packet of medicine and a small dagger inside, and a quartz watch on his wrist, nothing.

Looking at all this, she was at a loss for a long time.She should be thankful that she escaped death, was not drowned alive in the river, was not bitten to death by * Sith hounds or poisonous snakes, or was torn to pieces by the crocodiles that might appear in the river.It's just that she suddenly came to a completely unfamiliar new environment, and she was alone, and when the overwhelming panic and fear hit her, her throat hurt like a choke.

Such a beautiful beach does not seem to have been artificially managed, is it an undiscovered uninhabited island?Is there such an island now with such advanced technology?Forget about the calm sea, there is nothing, only some noisy seagulls inciting white wings, flying up and down on the water.She was a little skeptical, hoping that this was a privately developed villa island, and started to walk around the beach in one direction with this fluke mentality.At the starting point, she made a mark, writing the international distress signal SOS deeply on the sand with a stone, and then pressed a large banana leaf picked up nearby with the stone as the starting point mark.

She didn't dare to step into the jungle at all. If she encountered a beast or a poisonous snake, she would have no resistance at all. She only dared to wander in the shallows, so that everything could be seen at a glance.She didn't know how far she had walked, but she saw a rocky reef with a lot of sharp stones scattered on it, and there was no flat and feasible road.She didn't intend to let her feet, who had only wrapped strips of her skirt as temporary foot covers, go up and suffer, so she was going to go back the same way.After returning to the starting point, we set off to the other side, and also returned home after seeing the rocky reef.This time, according to watch time, she spent a total of less than two hours walking one way between the two reefs.Her walking speed is not fast, especially when her clothes are wet and her shoes are missing, which proves that the island is really small.What disappointed her was that during the walk, she found no human habitation at all, and luckily, there were no large animals.

After tossing and tossing for so long, she was completely tired from walking.Sitting weakly next to the mark she made, she silently hugged her knees and rested her face on them in a daze. It seemed that this kind of dependence could also give her a little sense of security.Her hair and clothes were still wet, and she was shivering from the cold after being blown by the warm sea breeze, but she had never left the help of her family since she was a child, and she couldn't even start a fire. What should I do?Thinking of the worried faces of her family members, she was filled with grief, and couldn't help but choked up, tears streaming down her cheeks.She deeply felt her incompetence, and the lady courses she usually learned could not allow her to survive on an uninhabited island.Although she knows that it is useless to regret, if she had known that she would be in the situation where she is in a state of ineffectiveness every day, she would definitely read Lu Bingsun Crusoe a few more times instead of sweeping it like a famous book. Just let it go, without asking for a deep understanding; no, if she had known earlier, she would not have chased her sister so recklessly by herself, but now her sister didn't chase her back, and lost herself.How sad this makes the family, is it possible for them to go back to that warm home?Or starve to death, no, humans will die of thirst as long as they are deprived of water for three days, and then they will be gnawed into skeletons by passing vultures and wild beasts, and they will never be seen again?

The more she thought about it, the more desperate she became, but she didn't dare to cry for too long. The water now is precious, and her tears can't be exchanged for the pity of wild birds and crabs, but they are only reducing the possibility of her own survival.She can't give up, and for the sake of her family, she can't easily give up this life that they spent a lot of money and countless efforts to save.She still has to find her stupid, ignorant sister. Carol shouldn't be pushed too far, but she shouldn't be on this island.

Force yourself to pull yourself together.She began to search for usable objects in a small area that was visually safe: large lotus leaves to catch the dewdrops tomorrow morning, bowl-shaped stones, large and small, washed with seawater to remove the surface gravel, and shells and quilts scattered on the beach. The crabs she caught bravely encountered resistance when she scooped them up. If she hadn't been careful enough, she would have been caught firmly by her tender fingers.

Binding the crabs with long thatch, she began to drill logs to make fire.But it took more than three hours, and the night was about to fall, but the miracle still did not come: there was no spark aroused.I don't know if it's because the wood is a bit damp, or because she doesn't have enough strength or the method is wrong, but it just doesn't work.Seeing that the sky was getting darker, she became more and more afraid. Although she had no knowledge of wild survival, she also knew that fire was the only way to scare away wild animals at this stage, even though she couldn't give birth at all.How she longed for a box of matches to appear in front of her!

The cruel situation warned her, either choose to catch a cold, or choose to abandon shame.Anyway, there is no one else now, she comforted herself, took off all her clothes, spread them out on the stone, hoping they could be dried in the sea breeze as soon as possible, and then temporarily found a few big leaves that were better than nothing to cover her body.

Holding back the tears that lingered in her eyes because of anxiety, Kathy hid behind two large rocks.She was hungry and thirsty, but her mind was seldom clear enough to know that she had to rest before she could think about countermeasures, but she was too afraid of the beasts that might attack, she almost imagined the sound of the wind blowing through the reef hole as hideous ghosts hissing howl.

In a daze, her consciousness wandered between half-dream and half-awake.Because the watch was not accurate at all, she planned to adjust the approximate time according to tomorrow's sunrise, so when a faint fire appeared, she woke up reflexively.

With the help of the stone as a natural shelter, she carefully looked towards the source of the fire.I saw two large boats parked beside the beach, and a few small boats scattered beside them. There were three to four people on each small boat, holding torches in their hands.

torch?

Casey looked at the way the men were dressed in surprise.All of them are men, and their attire is mostly the same: their hair is tied with a light-colored ribbon and tied in a knot behind their heads, thin short sleeves, short skirts that only cover one-third of their thighs, and their faces are panicked.It’s the twentieth century, how come there are so many men wearing skirts, even the Scots only wear plaid skirts during traditional events?What's even more weird is that on each boat there is a guard-like figure who is dressed in a different way and looks stronger. Those people are wearing black metal armor, but a long braid hangs from the top of their head and hangs down behind. On the back is a cloak of the same color that reaches knee length, but the upper body under the cloak is naked, and a metal belt is tied around the waist. It's all clear at a glance.

This is indeed a human being, and it doesn't look like a cannibal.But why such a primitive tool as a torch instead of a lamp?Why do these ships look so simple? Even the big ships are not at all the majestic and domineering that they should have in the twentieth century.