Island Survival: Survival Evolved

Chapter 47 45. Leaving Beauty Island! 【Favorites】

Post【I took my family on the road! 】

Poster: [I don't believe it]

This buddy's ID, Wang Qing, is very familiar. In short, no matter what kind of post it is in, this buddy will reply to the post, usually with three simple words, that is: I don't believe it.

No matter what the content of the post is, I don't believe all the replies from this buddy!
The landlord who made it a bit more radical would often start a scolding battle with this buddy, and then a group of people would watch.

Wang Qing really wanted to ask these onlookers, do you not need to collect supplies?No need to guard against sharks or storms?
The main content of this post is that the author and his family finally built this sloop after six days of hard work. They are now using a sloop to tow four other small wooden canoes. Floating on the sea, behind them is a bare island.

"It seems that the entire island has been swept up, leaving nothing, just a bare piece!" Wang Qing thought to himself after looking at the picture.

As for the reply below the post, Wang Qing also followed suit and replied below!

[1970JJ]: I don't believe it!
[Ban Xia]: I don't believe it!
[Long johns]: I don't believe it!
【08a】: I don’t believe it!
[Ocean Without Tears]: I don't believe it!
[People A, B, C, D, etc.]: I don't believe it!
【Qing Xuanzi (Wang Qing)】: I don't believe it!
Except for this post, most of the posts on the front page are similar posts. The whole family owns a sloop, and then pulls several other small canoes with ropes. Now this has become a standard configuration.

Wang Qing looked at the forum for a while, and the chat area for a while, watching everyone bragging and farting there, but he just looked at it and didn't speak, and he put the distilled water into his own wooden barrel.

Time flies, from 1:9 p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m., the moon has already hung high in the sky full of clouds, the fire on the island is flickering, and the moonlight shines through the clouds on this lonely island standing in the sea , the wooden barrel beside Wang Qing was only filled with one bucket of water, and another bucket was already filled with three liters.

"It seems that by noon tomorrow, we will only be able to boil five liters of water at most." Wang Qing estimated the time, and would rest and sleep from now on. He would get up at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning and start boiling distilled water, and wait until 11 o'clock noon. , which is at most five liters of water.

"No matter how many there are, it will be enough for more than ten days. Maybe we can reach the island in a day or two." With this idea in mind, Wang Qing fell asleep next to the bonfire.

The morning sun hadn't fully risen yet, and Wang had already woken up early in the morning.

While yawning, he moved his body.

After the exercise, the time came to exactly 6 o'clock.

The scene of burning clouds has appeared in the eastern sky, which is beautiful but not dazzling, and the sun has just emerged and nodded.

"A good day starts with boiling water!" Wang Qing lit the container for boiling distilled water, then looked at the lighter that was still half full of gas and said, "What if this lighter runs out of gas? I'll go to the trading area later. See if there are any tools for making fire, it is impossible to drill wood to make fire!"

Wang Qing, who was making distilled water, originally wanted to go back to Beauty Island to see if he could get some vegetable seeds from the island owner so that he could grow vegetables on the ship.

He just came up with this idea, and was quickly vetoed by himself.

"Not to mention the time period required to grow vegetables, just sailing on the sea is already very dangerous. If I encounter strong winds and waves, it will be good to be able to protect myself with the ability of my current ship. If it is Once the vegetables are planted, where to put them is a big problem.” Wang Qing finally dismissed the idea.

First of all, he himself does not lack water sources. When he needs green vegetables, he can open the trading area to exchange them at any time. Grow your own vegetables.

By 11:[-] noon, the last liter of distilled water had been boiled, and Wang Qing began to clean up his supplies.

Here's all the supplies he has right now:
Harpoon ketch, 1 lighter, 100 wood, 5 liters of barreled water*1 (there is another barrel containing 13 liters), empty barrel*20, seven empty bottles, 10 iron ingots, 0 ropes, 1 cloth, and an ax Handle, 22 glass, small medical kit, seawater still Durability: 0/1 [Durability decreases by [-] point every day, cannot be repaired].

Food: rabbit meat*2, carrot*3 (I ate a lot this week, only a little left)
These are all of Wang Qing's current net worth. It doesn't seem like there are many things, but in fact, this sailboat alone is not comparable to the people who are traveling together now.

"Everything is ready and we will be ready to go in a moment. Let's eat the last bit of food first. If we put it down, it will go bad. Although the storage area has some freshness preservation function, it has been a week." Wang Qing picked up the still, lit the bonfire beside him, and started preparing lunch.

After eating roasted rabbit meat and carrot soup, Wang Qing took one last look at the machine, and then reluctantly walked towards his sailboat.

He jumped on the sailboat, first retracted the iron gun, reinstalled the arrows and iron gun on the harpoon gun, then used a wooden oar to turn the bow of the ship, and finally removed the rope tied to the rock.

"Raise the sails, set sail!" Wang Qing yelled, facing the east.

"Whoa, whoa!" The sail fell from the top of the mast under Wang Qing's control. As the sea breeze blew, the two sails flapped against the wind, and the ship began to sail slowly toward the east.

As soon as the sailboat sailed not far away, there was a booming sound behind Wang Qing. He knew it was the sound of sea water hitting the rocks of the island when the island sank.

"The hero never looks back at the explosion! See you no more, Isle of Beauty!"

Wang Qing carefully controlled the rudder and pulled the direction of the sail from time to time. As the ship swayed left and right, the speed of the ship soon increased completely. When the sail was in the fastest position, Wang Qing Qing stopped manipulating the sail, but started to control the rudder seriously.

"Today is already No. 20's eighth day. In two more days, billions of us will be completely integrated into this island world. I don't know how many people will be sacrificed by then!" Wang Qing Qing glanced at the number of survivors displayed in the system.

Current number of survivors: 7598412354.

The number of people has decreased by almost 10 billion. Most of the families who can survive to this day already own dhows. Only a few families still paddle small canoes alone and drift on the sea.

Wang Qing looked at Dongfang and murmured to himself: "Try to find an island when the 30th day comes. Now collect more water resources and exchange supplies on it to avoid any emergencies!"

(End of this chapter)