The Ideal Camp

Such a sea view, the girls had no resistance to it!

The four little girls immediately ran wildly to the beach.

After going crazy, everyone lazily came back.

"Here is simply too good!"

"A paradise belonging to us girls!"

"Don't forget, there is still Lu Zhe here!"

"So I said, this is a paradise belonging to us girls, okay? What's the problem?"

"Hmm..."

Shen Bing squatted down and grabbed a handful of white sand, letting the soft fine sand slip through her fingers.

"I've been to many places, but none can compare to here!"

Ning Shu nodded: "Seeing the photos is one feeling, being here in person is another feeling. We finally didn't come here in vain this time!"

"Oh, it was too difficult... But we can finally settle down!"

Tang Xiaoguo pointed to a high ground on the hillside: "Isn't that where you wanted to make the camp?"

Lu Zhe nodded: "Well, there is a rocky mountain 100 meters north. We can look for a suitable place to dig caves to store supplies and as an alternative shelter camp."

Lin Qianqian said: "Can't we just dig caves to use as the camp?"

Lu Zhe said: "If there is a storm or tsunami, hiding in the cave is a very good choice, but living in a cave all the time, don't you feel depressed?"

Jiang Yao nodded: "Yes, and it’s quite hot and stuffy. It’s easy to get rashes on your body."

Everyone deeply agreed.

When they were in the bear cave, hiding in the cave when it rained felt very happy, but after living there for a long time, it felt a little uncomfortable. They would never want to go into the bear cave if they could stay outside.

Lin Qianqian happily said: "You can also overlook Crescent Bay beach 300 meters south. It's not far to go out and collect seafood and supplies."

Tang Xiaoguo added: "We can also build a playground in the future!"

Jiang Yao said: "Why not build a kindergarten?!"

Ning Shu was surprised: "Isn't that too advanced?!"

Jiang Yao laughed: "What's too advanced? Xiaoguo is a child, isn't she?"

Ning Shu stuck out her tongue awkwardly.

"400 meters east is the volcano, lake and mountain stream that can provide us with plenty of fresh water. We can also divert the fresh water along the mountainside. Additionally, 100 meters west is the Donghai reef area, where there are a lot of oysters and barnacles, and we can also fish."

Jiang Yao nodded: "Sounds very good!"

Ning Shu said: "What kind of shelter are we going to build this time?"

"How about building a small log cabin?"

"That sounds very promising!"

"Shall we start now?"

"It sounds simple, but the specific operation is still very cumbersome. At first, it will definitely still be an ordinary shelter to maintain accommodation for the next few days. Then we will fell timber from the north bank of the lake, collect timber and bamboo, and open up land at the same time so we can plant vegetables.

In addition, before building the log cabin, I also want to explore the volcano to see the nature of the volcano. If the volcanic activity is frequent, it is not suitable to build a camp here either."

Lin Qianqian said: "Then, where should we build the first shelter?"

"Let's go take a look before deciding."

The few people searched a large area on the high ground. Ning Shu and Jiang Yao liked the foot of the mountain, feeling it was safer.

Xiaoguo and Qianqian chose the edge of the high ground, feeling it was close to the beach and convenient to collect seafood.

Shen Bing found a banyan grove where she wanted to build the new camp under the banyan trees.

Lu Zhe walked over!

He discovered that this was not a banyan forest, but a huge banyan tree.

The two-meter thick trunk was like a huge umbrella with a canopy diameter of nearly 30 meters. There were also countless sturdy aerial roots hanging down to support the entire canopy. Being under it really felt like entering a small banyan forest.

It sounded a bit exaggerated, but in fact, this was not considered big!

The largest banyan tree in the world has a canopy diameter of over 10,000 square meters, with an area larger than a football field, and is a real single tree forest.

Lu Zhe nodded: "I think Sister Bing has good eyes!"

Jiang Yao thought about it: "But I remember people used to say, the banyan tree does not tolerate people, and people in ancient times did not plant banyan trees in their yards."

Lu Zhe nodded: "That's right, planting banyan trees in the yard is indeed not a good choice, because the banyan tree has a developed root system and aerial roots that can damage the foundation and even enter the walls, causing the house to collapse and kill people. Over time, people became wary of this kind of tree."

"That's right, can we build houses in the trees?"

"Wouldn't that be a tree house?"

"Lu Zhe, consider it?"

"It sounds great... But there is one problem. Isn't it very dangerous during thunderstorms? The tree could get struck by lightning!"

Lu Zhe nodded: "Well said. This tree is at least nearly a hundred years old. Did you guys find any traces of being struck by lightning on it?"

The few girls then looked around and finally did not find any traces of being struck by lightning.

"There are towering ridges near it, with tall forests. Although its canopy is very large, it is not very tall. As long as we don't deliberately make phone calls during thunderstorms, lightning basically won't be attracted."

"That's true!"

"Then we can build tree houses here!"

Lu Zhe nodded: "We can first rely on its aerial roots as the frame to build a small house, and gradually build upwards. Finally build a small tree house!"

"Start now?"

"You can start. But I have to go to the woods to find some insect-repelling herbs to make mosquito coils to drive away mosquitoes, insects and snakes."

Shen Bing nodded: "Yes, with such a big canopy, it would be uncomfortable if a few protein bars crawled out in the middle of the night."

Jiang Yao said: "I'll go with you, and learn from you what kind of herbs can be used to make mosquito coils at the same time."

Lu Zhe took some fresh water and put the paratrooper knife at his waist: "Well, this time our goal is wild gardenia, Alpinia zerumbet, mugwort, herbs, bitter bark and spikedSpeedwell and other pungent smelling plants."

Jiang Yao frowned: "So many plants!"

"I haven't told you all yet! We definitely can't find them all. But we don't need to find them all, just finding two or three can make mosquito coils."

"Where to look?"

"Near the lake, many mosquito-repelling herbs are found not far from the water."

The two bid farewell to their companions and started searching east.

After passing through a forest, there was dense bushes ahead.

Since the 30 army knife had to be left for Shen Bing to fell trees, Lu Zhe progressed a bit slowly with only the paratrooper knife.

After half an hour, they found a bitter bark tree.

Lu Zhe picked some bitter bark fruit and bit one, immediately spitting it out!

"Although it's bitter and smelly, it's a good gadget to drive away insects!"

"This stuff is poisonous, right?!"

"That's right, it's poisonous, but in moderation it can also dispel pinworms and whipworms." He collected it.

After walking for a while, almost to the lake, Lu Zhe seemed to hear a "mooing" sound.

It sounded a little bleak, as if it was about to be slaughtered.

Would there be cows on this island?

Or some other animal?

"This way..." Lu Zhe pulled Jiang Yao's hand and ran in the direction of the sound.

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