The Third Voyage

However, dismantling the plane was not as easy as it sounded. Proper tools were definitely needed!

At this moment, Lu Zhe happened to have a set of tools with him.

Crowbars, chisels, hammers, sledges, and wedges.

Could he dismantle the plane with these tools?

That would be a violent disassembly!

Recalling the chain reaction when dismantling the chair, a violent dismantling might damage other parts on the plane, and could even cause the cabin full of corpses to float out.

Additionally, excavating the stone cave was also imperative, otherwise nowhere would feel settled.

Which was more urgent between excavating the stone cave and looking for batteries?

While Lu Zhe was contemplating, there was suddenly a "boom", giving the Malayan sun bear a shudder.

Lu Zhe looked up and found no traces of the stars and moon.

Lu Zhe’s mind stirred, thinking that it was probably because dark clouds had obscured the sky.

"Is it going to rain?"

Ning Shu said excitedly: "Is the dry season ending?"

Shen Bing said: "The El Niño phenomenon represents a prolonged drought, but it does not mean that it will not rain at all, just that the rainfall will be much less than usual!"

But after all, a long drought could usher in a heavy rain, which was something worth being very happy about.

Lu Zhe continued: "On a tropical island, a rain after 40 days or more of drought does not mean the end of the dry season. But it's good that it can alleviate things for a period of time."

Shen Bing nodded: “It’s good that all the supplies have been dried, anything that fears dampness should be put away quickly! If we encounter heavy rains for seven days like last time again..."

Tang Xiaoguo said: "Oh yes, don't we have the stone chamber?"

Qian Qian said: "Only a small part of the stone chamber has been excavated so far, it can only hold a few trunks."

Lu Zhe nodded: "Let's put in whatever we can fit, leave the rest in the tree house. People getting drenched is no big deal, but if the supplies get soaked then the loss will be great!"

"OK, hurry up!"

The 5 square meters stone cave, the 9 square meters tree house, the roofed cattle shed and firewood shed were all fully utilized.

The two cows had no other choice but to squeeze together with the bear to weather through the night.

An hour later, the rain did come as expected!

However, completely different from Shen Bing’s speculation, this rain had loud thunder but light raindrops, drizzling for only half an hour before it stopped.

Then, the clouds parted and the stars and moon reappeared in the sky, signifying an end to everything.

"That's it?"

"The East Sea Dragon King sneezed again."

"Maybe it’s because Little Dragon Girl peed her pants!"

"Too lame!"

Lu Zhe was also helpless: "If I had known it would be such a short rain, I could have just spread the crocodile skin plastic cloth on top, why go through the trouble of moving everything up?"

Shen Bing gently advised: “Alright, at the very least it brought some moisture to the plants at the bottom of the volcano!”

Lu Zhe nodded: “Hopefully that’s the case!”

“Everyone is exhausted today, it’s late too. Let’s all go to sleep!”

“Alright, good night!”

The companions all lay down, falling asleep after chatting for a short while.

September 8th, the 91st day stranded on the deserted island!

The sun was still blazing hot, making one want to streak!

The half an hour of rain last night did not bring them any coolness. On the contrary, it made the air damp and hot, like being in a steam sauna.

It felt even more unbearable!

Lu Zhe continued excavating the rock wall!

After a morning's work, Lu Zhe carved out another half square meter. At this speed, it made Lu Zhe feel a little collapsed.

But unknown to him, this was already much faster than professional stonemasons.

In the afternoon, Lu Zhe took a bath and had a long nap.

The stuffy heat was too much to bear. He went to surf for a bit, then took his bow and slingshot to lead Tang Xiaoguo and the Malayan sun bear into the woods to hunt monkeys.

After being busy for a while without catching a single monkey, his mind was still preoccupied with excavating the stone cave. He brought Tang Xiaoguo to carve the stone cave for another three hours.

Fortunately, Lu Zhe basically did not need to worry about food issues now.

Ning Shu was good at making sea urchins and scallops with rattan pots, Shen Bing was good at making traps to hunt tropicbirds and snakes, Jiang Yao could fish, Qian Qian could gather wild vegetables and fruits, and Tang Xiaoguo could milk the cows.

Additionally, everyone also knew some cooking skills to varying extents. Therefore, Lu Zhe could focus on excavating the stone chamber with peace of mind.

Three days later, the results were remarkable. The stone chamber had begun to take shape, with about 6 square meters of space and 1.2 meters in height.

But at this moment, Lu Zhe felt that his patience was nearly exhausted!

Whenever he closed his eyes, all he could hear was the sound of clanging.

Finally, he could no longer stand this monotonous and tasteless work: "No, the girls can take turns doing this. I need a helper too!"

So he dragged the Malayan sun bear into the cave, shoved the hammer into its paw, and started teaching it to carve the rock wall!

The Malayan sun bear grabbed the hammer but could not hold it, blinking its black bean-like eyes as it watched Lu Zhe demonstrate. It felt a little fun.

But Lu Zhe did not find it fun at all.

This guy was useless to teach, and did not have the slightest humility or willingness to learn either. It only became spirited when honey and bananas were mentioned, waving the hammer randomly on the rock wall, looking as if it was really working!

"You fool!"

Lu Zhe was inclined to give it a kick down, but on second thought spared it after all. After all, its intelligence level was just there. Expecting an elementary school student to study linear algebra was asking too much!

September 12th, the 95th day stranded on the deserted island, Monday!

Lu Zhe prepared to go out to sea again!

To play it safe this time, Shen Bing and Ning Shu stayed behind to guard the campsite, while he brought Jiang Yao, Qian Qian and Xiaoguo out to sea.

In addition to the basic necessities like ropes and bottles, Lu Zhe only brought lunch boxes, crowbars, daggers, sledges, and a gun.

The purpose was to dive down to the spot where the plane crashed, chisel open the cockpit, and look for screwdrivers, pliers and other tools.

Then, search for batteries or other mechanical and electrical items. Bring back whatever could be taken to further improve the quality of life on Volcano Island!

At 8 o’clock in the morning, after bidding farewell to his companions, Lu Zhe steered the raft towards the spot where the plane had crashed. With previous experience, the direction was very clear this time. Lu Zhe planned to arrive at the plane crash site before noon!

The journey went smoothly at the start, but halfway something terrifying happened!

When the boat was halfway there, Qian Qian discovered something white floating in the distance.

A person!

Lu Zhe frowned. His intuition told him that it might be someone from the plane.

A dead person!

He wanted to avoid it, but felt that some things had to be figured out or his heart wouldn’t feel at ease. He was also afraid of frightening the girls.

"Stay here and don't move. I’ll swim over to take a look!"

"Swim over there? Why don't we row the boat over?"

Lu Zhe sighed: “To be honest, I feel it might be a dead body that's been dead for a long time, but I'm still worried about frightening all of you!"

"A dead body??"

Cold sweat broke out on the girls. But when looking over that way again: "It doesn't seem like it!”

“Have you read Attack on Titan?"

"Huh??"

"Oh my god, where did this dead body come from?"

Lu Zhe pondered: “There are two possibilities! One possibility is that someone from the plane floated out for some reason! Another reason is that the person met with an accident somewhere else and drifted here with the ocean current!"

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