With the right tools at hand, materials were everywhere, and building a simple shelter was very easy.
Cooperating to chop branches, make fire, build frames, pull ropes, everything was done in one go.
Potential points plus 1!
Just busy, Ning Shu ran back, panting: "Lu Zhe, Sister Bing... found treasure..."
Lu Zhe was a little curious: "Roger's treasure?"
"What, it's a means of transportation!"
Means of transportation?
Lu Zhe's first reaction was to find a beached boat. If they could fix a boat, they wouldn't have to work hard to build a bamboo raft!
Going over to take a look, he was a little disappointed.
Buried in the beach was a bicycle!
Most of the bike was buried in the sand, only the rusty front handlebar and half a front wheel sticking out.
Judging from the handlebar style, it should be an old mountain bike.
Looking at the rusty frame, it must be quite old.
Tang Xiaoguo asked, "Why is there a bike here?"
"Don't know, get it out first."
Lu Zhe found a stick to dig the sand around it loose, then grabbed the frame and pulled hard. A mountain bike smoothly unearthed.
"Ding! Important material found, potential points +5!"
What's so important about this?
It was quite intact, but severely damaged. Riding it was impossible.
The seat was rotten, the chain had broken, and the inner tube looked like intestines falling out.
Taking it to a scrap purchase station, they generally wouldn't give you more than 5 yuan.
Lin Qianqian noticed that the black and green frame was covered with rust stains, and vaguely made out a word "Polygon".
"Polygon?"
Shen Bing said, "I know this one, it's an Indonesian bicycle brand."
Ning Shu said, "Bottles, plastic bags and the like floating over is normal, but how did this float over?"
Looking at the endless sea, Lu Zhe said, "I guess it's possible that it was washed over by a tsunami. The 2004 tsunami affected the whole of Southeast Asia, killing hundreds of thousands, possibly bringing materials from other countries here."
"You mean this bike might have come from that tsunami?"
"It's possible, or it could have been from some tsunamis in recent years. Where we are is also a tsunami prone area."
Speaking of this, the girls were all worried.
"Blessings and misfortunes are from heaven, all we can do now is make the most of existing resources and survive well."
Jiang Yao nodded, "Is that bike useful then?"
Lu Zhe examined it again. Although the frame was rusty, it was intact. The two wheels were also not deformed.
The rear wheel was rusted solid, but the front wheel could still turn.
Looking at the brake cable, although the rubber was rotten, the cable sheath was covered in stubborn rust.
Pulling it, it was still sturdy.
"Too bad it can't be ridden, otherwise it could have been mounted on the bamboo raft as a foot pedal propeller! For now, this brake cable is very useful to us!"
Saying so, Lu Zhe pulled off a brake cable: "We can use it to make a wire saw, speeding up our bamboo cutting speed! As for the rest, they're also useful, just no tools to dismantle them now. We'll take them to the new camp and arrange it there!"
The girls nodded.
"What else did you find?"
Lin Qianqian said, "Some small sea snails, crabs, a sticky sea cucumber, and some whelks, that's it!"
Tang Xiaoguo complained: "The seafood here is much less than Sister Bing's beach!"
"It's not low tide now, finding nothing is normal. We have enough food for now. See if we can catch another shearwater at night. Right, what other materials?"
"Just some bottles, plastic bags, yogurt lids, oh yes, we also picked up a lot of foam." Saying so, Ning Shu pointed to the side.
Lu Zhe saw several large blocks of white foam piled up at the edge of the beach and woods.
It was the eps polystyrene foam used to package large appliances.
Lu Zhe nodded, "Good stuff. We can add buoyancy to the raft. At the new home we can cut and assemble it into insulating containers."
"Great idea!"
Shen Bing said, "Alright, let's gather these first. Eat something. Twist more ropes in the afternoon. Let's build the bamboo raft together later!"
"That's the plan!"
After eating, Lu Zhe started making a wire saw.
Very simple.
Find a very strong curved tree branch, punch holes up and down, thread the brake cable through, tie one end first, then bend the branch to the limit, and tie the other end.
Finally let go and the branch pulls the cable taut.
Try it on a bamboo pole, cut through one about 10cm diameter in three minutes.
And the cut was neat and smooth, just like sawed with a saw!
Potential points plus 1 again!
With the new tool, and having stockpiled lots of rope over survival so far, work efficiency also greatly increased.
He and Shen Bing, one with a knife and one with a saw, spent an afternoon cutting over thirty 4-meter long, calf-thick bamboos.
The bamboo diaphragms gave these bamboos much greater buoyancy than wood of the same mass.
Tied together with rope, foam and empty bottles tied around for more buoyancy.
A bamboo raft that could carry 300-400 jin was completed.
Finally a thick rope was twisted as the tow rope, preparations complete.
Looking at the raft, Ning Shu couldn't help but feel emotional: "When we first came looking for Sister Bing, it took 5-6 days to build a wooden raft. Now we've built a bamboo raft in just an afternoon."
Lu Zhe nodded, "In fact, compared to then, our tools have been upgraded. The raft material is also much better than before. Also, everyone's work efficiency has significantly improved compared to before. This is actually a reflection of social development in miniature."
The girls all nodded in agreement.
"Alright, you guys prepare some materials. I'll go catch a shearwater."
At the mention of shearwater, Shen Bing suddenly froze, as if remembering something again.
Night fell again, and the girls fell asleep in the shelter one after another.
Lu Zhe was about to lie down when Shen Bing said, "Lu Zhe, I have something I want to ask you."
Saying so, she walked to the beach and sat down.
Lu Zhe got up and sat down beside her.
"I heard that when you came to find me, you dove to the seabed and saw our crashed plane?"
Lu Zhe nodded, "That's right! The dinner knife and plastic tube were taken then."
"Didn't take anything else?"
"At the time I could only get into the first class cabin, and most things in the first class cabin had been thrown out. I couldn't open the doors to the other cabins either."
Shen Bing thought for a moment, "Actually, there are still ways to open them from the outside."
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
