In the Direction of Reunion, Let's Go.

A plane raft, and he got another potential point.

Jiang Yao nodded: "As expected of the son of a pilot, even making a bamboo raft looks like an airplane. Alas, do you think sharks will think Meituan is now delivering takeout by plane?!"

"When trying to survive, the requirements for basic tools are simple and practical, the shape and so on are completely out of consideration. As for sharks, as long as you don't come to take a dump or have your period halfway, it won't think there's anything edible on the plane.

I still have to make two sturdier paddles so you can remember the things to remember, okay?"

"What you said makes sense. The whirlpool is indeed moving. At 7:30, the first buoy was sucked into the whirlpool. At 9:40, the second buoy was sucked into the whirlpool. During this time, none of the other buoys were sucked into the whirlpool!"

Then, Jiang Yao pointed out to Lu Zhe where the buoys had sunk.

Lu Zhe nodded approvingly: "Well done! It's 9:45 now, let's see if the third whirlpool comes around 11:50. If so, we'll set off after the whirlpool passes, and as long as we can row to the opposite shore within two hours, it will be a great success."

"Sounds quite simple."

"In terms of distance, rowing one kilometer in two hours is indeed not difficult, but what I fear most is something happening halfway. Before we go, we need to eat something to replenish our strength, and empty our bowels, especially you with all that fish blood in your intestines. Getting a bottle of wine delivered in the middle of the ocean, the shark will definitely give five stars."

"But how to wipe without paper?!"

"The seawater is so clear, just wash it off right by the seaside."

"Okay!"

More than two hours later, around 11:50, the previously thrown buoys were all sucked into the whirlpool. Sure enough, the third whirlpool was passing by!

The two put on their backpacks, high-fived, and said in unison:

"Alright, off to Volcano Island!"

Having made full preparations, the two rode the plane raft, rowing towards Volcano Island.

They thought they would encounter some troubles midway, but there were none!

They even got to enjoy scenery rarely seen.

Schools of groupers, various wrasses swimming freely, stingrays flying below, and green lizardfish over half a meter long following alongside the plane raft all the way.

Jiang Yao thought the lizardfish looked shady and mischievously stomped on its big forehead with her little feet. Far from running away, it reveled in it.

Lu Zhe swung an oar and finally smacked it away.

There were also the occasional shark or two passing under the plane raft, but they were busy with a full feast and paid no attention to the takeout on the raft.

Midway they also encountered a whale shark, its passing stirred up waves that nearly capsized the plane raft.

A close shave, they successfully arrived at Volcano Island around 1:30 in the afternoon.

But because Lu Zhe deliberately avoided the area of whirlpool activity, their landing spot was slightly off from Bing Jie and Tang Xiaoguo's.

But that was no matter, everything was in their control once ashore.

Jiang Yao looked at the plane raft: "This crude plane raft has fulfilled its mission, should we take it with us?"

"Take it to do what?"

"Can't it replace the original bamboo raft to transport goods?"

Lu Zhe thought about it and shook his head:

"I'd rather take the trouble to make another bamboo raft on the other side of the stone forest than risk traveling those waters again."

Jiang Yao pondered: "You're right, the Rock Man had all his saplings pulled up by you, he definitely won't let you off."

He unloaded the intact bottles from the raft and tied its frame to a nearby coconut tree, like a crucifix.

Jiang Yao nodded: "From now on you bid farewell to planes, and I bid farewell to my first time. Why not use it to commemorate our innocent childhood and ignorant youth."

"That's a very novel sentiment. Don't worry, I'll find a chance to make up that to you!"

"I should be in my safe period now."

"Can't be sure about that. Besides, we're covered in salt and filth that would disrupt the pH balance down there, making you smell like an old lady rather than your natural maidenly fragrance."

"I...have a fragrance?" Jiang Yao sniffed herself: "Just a whiff of Philodendron I think."

"Of course you can't smell it yourself, but as your partner, I can catch a whiff sometimes."

Jiang Yao nodded: "If so, don't touch me there until you wash yourself clean!"

"Yao Yao, why do I always feel forced into concessions when chatting with you?"

"Okay!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yao turned around, stood on tiptoes, and planted a light kiss at the corner of Lu Zhe's mouth.

"Consider that compensation!"

Lu Zhe was taken aback:

Damn it, made me fall for her again.

Will I be forced further down this Sea King path?

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