Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

The new journey was not smooth at all. We encountered strong winds and a thunderstorm along the way. Several people who did not find shelter in time were soaked.

Hiding on a steep slope away from the wind, raindrops poured down on my head.

The rain came unexpectedly and soaked people badly.

A banana leaf was placed on Song Xun's head, and Shang Ji stood on the outer edge. In the heavy rain, his tall body created an open space that was not affected by the wind and rain.

Song Xun watched him get soaked in the rain, the rain running down his forehead to his chin, leaving wet marks on his handsome face.

The rain was so heavy that it seemed as if his entire body had merged into one with the rain.

Amid the raging wind and rain, Song Xun heard his own chaotic heartbeat.

It must be the illness, he thought.

On the twelfth day of traveling through the island, a very strange thing happened.

In the temporary camp for rest, Shang Ji picked up a long stick.

The top has traces of being sharpened artificially, and it seems to be used for hunting.

He told everyone about his discovery.

Xia Ming was very excited: "It's the people on the plane. There must be others who survived. Let's go find them quickly."

Human beings have always been creatures with a strong need for belonging and like to act in groups.

Tang Yiming and Shen Heyun also agreed with this decision.

Shang Ji stared at the wooden stick on the ground that was used as an attack weapon, and pondered in silence.

"What's wrong?" Song Xun asked curiously.

Shang Ji hesitated for a rare moment, but still shook his head: "It's okay."

The next day, everyone began to search around, but until night fell, they didn't see any trace of anyone.

It's impossible to stop traveling just to find someone.

Helplessly, I finally decided to give up and stop spending time looking for it.

But sometimes the more you want to do something, the harder it is to do it, and it will come to you unintentionally.

Xia Ming found a large hunting net on a tree.

It was woven with vines, and a terrestrial coconut crab was trapped inside. Its huge and strong claws were still struggling inside, like a large spider.

Xia Ming was excited: "They must be nearby, we just need to wait for them to come over and close the net and then we can join them.

Shang Ji observed the large net hanging from the tree, his eyes resting on the finely woven surface, then looked at the path not far away.

Suddenly he said, "Leave as soon as possible."

Xia Ming was stunned and reacted strongly: "Why should we leave? We will meet them soon."

Shang Ji said solemnly: "They are not the ones who can weave this net. The road here was formed after a long period of trampling."

Several people couldn't help but look up as he said.

Xia Ming didn't want to leave like this: "It's impossible for someone to live here for a long time? Who else would it be except the people on the plane?"

Sunkogakan Island is notoriously harsh in its environment, with frequent extreme weather and food shortages. It is simply impossible for anyone to survive here for a long time.

Shang Ji had no way to explain this, but the objective facts were right in front of him and he believed in his intuition.

"Whoever it is, we have to go."

One of Song Xun's hands was held tightly. Shang Ji glanced at a few people, then pulled him and turned away.

"Hey, wait for me." Tang Yiming started running.

Xia Ming had no choice but to follow.

Compared to other people whom he has not met yet, Shang Ji is obviously a more familiar and reliable existence.

Shang Ji, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and made a gesture for silence.

Pulling Songxun, he slowly squatted down.

The half-human-high grass is a natural and favorable cover.

Tang Yiming and his companions did as they were told with doubt.

Song Xun soon heard the noise, it was the sound of footsteps, a lot of them, very mixed.

It sounds like there are at least ten people.

The footsteps gradually approached, heading towards the tree where the trap was set.

Song Xun heard someone talking, but... the accent seemed a bit strange, like a difficult dialect.

Tang Yiming whispered, "There really is someone there."

Shang Ji signaled them not to act rashly.

It seems like they are closing in their net and preparing to leave.

This location is blocked by trees and we can't see what's going on over there.

Just as the footsteps began to fade away, Xia Ming could no longer hold back and stood up.

"Wait a minute, don't leave yet."

She thought that no matter whether those people were on the plane or not, if they had really lived here for a long time as Shang Ji said, they might know a way out.

Shang Ji was too cautious and worried too much.

The footsteps that were about to move away paused, and then quickly gathered towards this side.

Shang Ji's face changed, and he pulled Song Xun up: "Run——"

Xia Ming didn't understand what was going on and was still looking back. Tang Yiming, who was standing next to her, saw Shang Ji's expression, realized the seriousness of the situation, and pulled her away.

The footsteps behind him were chasing him relentlessly. Song Xun staggered and his vision suddenly turned upside down. He was carried on Shang Ji's shoulders.

This posture was not good for the stomach. Song Xun felt like vomiting and looked up at the people chasing him.

I almost thought I was in some ancient tribal era.

I saw dozens of middle-aged men with bodies covered with woven leaves, holding sharpened sticks, chasing after me.

There is no trace of any modern technological products on them.

His face was covered with a thick beard, and his exposed eyes showed a strong hostility.

Song Xun saw them raising the sharp sticks in their hands high and pointing them at this side.

He was so scared that he grabbed Shang Ji's hair and said, "Run separately."

Almost the next second after the few people dispersed, the ground where they had originally gathered was pierced by a thrown sharp stick.

Shen Heyun was so frightened by the sharp stick that almost brushed past her body that her face turned pale and she tripped to the ground in panic.

Xia Ming was suddenly confronted with a scene that was completely different from what he had expected. He panicked, lost his composure and fell.

While the person was being helped, the people behind caught up and surrounded him.

The pointed stick in his hand was pointed at the people in the middle.

Song Xun got down to the ground and was pulled behind by Shang Ji.

Shang Ji raised his hands to show that he had no weapons in his hands, and said to the middle-aged man with a fur hat in the middle: "We are just passing by, we have no hostility."

The middle-aged man looked at the few people for a moment and waved his hand forward.

The people around them immediately approached them and tied them up with hemp ropes woven from plant fibers.

Song Xun was also exposed at this time.

The boy who tied him up was the youngest among them. He wore the same beast hat as the man who gave orders. He was obviously stunned when he saw Song Xun.

Because of his poor health, he was much smaller and was blocked by Shang Ji behind him, with not even the corner of his clothes showing.

Along the way, Song Xun was well taken care of by Shang Ji and was the cleanest and most tidy one among the group.

Standing next to the dark-skinned boy, they seemed like two different species with a sharp contrast.

The young man stared at Song Xun with a sharp gaze until his father urged him from behind, and then he started to tie him up, with his movements being gentler than those of the others.

Tang Yiming struggled while being tied up, and was immediately hit on the stomach with a stick. He was unable to straighten up for a long time.

It hurts to look at it.

They were marched under guard along the path that had been cleared.

"Why are you arresting us? Where are you taking us?"

Shen Heyun asked the people around him in panic and received a harsh scolding.

They have their own language, and one can only roughly guess what they mean by their tone and expression.

It took almost half an hour of escort before we arrived at our destination.

During this time, the young man kept staring at Song Xun, sometimes looking at his slightly lame leg, sometimes staring at his face in a daze. Fortunately, he was called away after arriving at the tribe, allowing the tense Song Xun to catch his breath.

There are more than thirty thatched houses on the open and flat land.

The tribesmen passing by looked at the detained outsiders with strong and strange hostility in their eyes.

Song Xun and his companions were expelled to the innermost location, which was a deep pit dug by humans.

It's about three meters deep.

It would be painful if you fall.

This was Song Xun’s first reaction.

Tang Yiming confirmed this, and cries of pain echoed around the bottom of the cave.

Song Xun was no exception. The moment he felt a rough push on his back, he was so frightened by the feeling of weightlessness that he dared not open his eyes.

The imagined pain did not come, and he fell into a familiar embrace.

Song Xun opened his eyes and met Shang Ji's worried look.

He didn't know when he untied the rope and caught Song Xun the moment he fell.

The next moment, there was a heavy sound of a lock closing overhead, and the light was covered and disappeared.

Song Xun looked up and saw that the entrance to the cave was blocked by a thick wooden door.

The darkness and unknown intensified the pervasive mood of fear and panic.

Xia Ming's cry of guilt and collapse rang out in the darkness.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't know this would happen."

Tang Yiming sat down, holding his injured stomach: "Okay, what's the point of talking about this now, we have to find a way to get out."

"Why on earth did they arrest us for no reason?"

"Shang Ji, you know more than us, please talk to us." Tang Yiming thought of Shang Ji's vigilance in preventing them from seeing those people before, as if he had foreseen the danger in advance.

"Shang Ji?"

Song Xun nestled in Shang Ji's arms and enjoyed the leg massage service.

"Does it still hurt after walking so much?"

Song Xun poked his chest and said, "Is he calling you?"

Tang Yiming was amazed: "That's enough, you two. It's already too late."

"Hurry up and analyze for us what these people are going to do?"

Shang Ji said seriously: "I don't know if you have heard about the Baiqiu Island incident. The primitive inhabitants living on that island attacked outsiders and shot and killed those who mistakenly entered their territory."

"Primitive people like these, who are out of touch with modern culture, are usually very wary and hostile to invaders."

"We have to get out of this as quickly as possible on our own."

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Xia Ming's voice trembled: "You, you mean we might die."

Shang Ji did not deny it: "I just think we should be alert and prepare in advance."

Song Xun listened to the conversation of several people silently, feeling a little distracted.

There is no mention of the existence of tribesmen in the plot, just like... the last miasma incident.

No mention of any exists.

Obviously it shouldn't be.

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Song Xun and his companions were locked in the cave for two days without anyone paying attention to them. It was as if those people had completely forgotten about them, but they were still unwilling to let them go.

Through the gap in the wooden door, you can see people walking back and forth guarding the door.

Tang Yiming's voice was vague: "They are not going to starve us to death like this, are they?"

No one had the energy to reply him.

All their belongings were confiscated when they arrived, and they haven't had even a sip of water to drink for two days.

Don't say it's really possible.

Song Xun licked his dry lips and leaned against the wall to save energy.

There seemed to be a sound of footsteps overhead.

Gradually approaching.

Song Xun, sensing something, looked up.

The wooden door above was opened, and the sudden influx of light burned his eyes, so he raised his hands to block it.

When I opened my eyes again and adjusted to the light, I could see clearly that there was a person sitting on it.

It was the boy who tied me up that day.

He beckoned.

Song Xun was very sure that he was looking in his direction.

He stepped forward tentatively, but was pulled back as soon as he took a step. Shang Ji cautiously blocked him completely behind him and looked at the young man above.

The boy's eyes turned cold and he began to speak the language of their tribe.

Song Xun didn’t understand, but he felt that it was not a good thing.

He somehow felt that the boy would not do anything to him, so he patted Shang Ji on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, I won't go out."

Song Xun walked forward and looked up at the young man.

Compared to the coldness he showed when he looked at Shang Ji just now, he was obviously much gentler when he looked at Song Xun.

Suddenly he took something out from the bag on his waist and threw it down.

Song Xun took it hurriedly, but before he could check it, another pot of water was thrown down.

The young man at the entrance of the cave smiled, said something obscure and difficult to understand, then stood up and left.

The wooden door was closed again.

Song Xun lowered his head and found that the thing in his hand was still emitting heat and was wrapped in leaves.

Tang Yiming and his companions came closer, curious about what the boy had thrown away.

"He threw something for you, open it and take a look."

"Am I just hallucinating because I'm hungry? It seems like there's a fragrance."

Shen Heyun picked up the leather pot on the ground: "There is water in it."

Song Xun opened the leaves and saw what was wrapped inside in the dim light.

It's roasted meat.

Tang Yiming stared at the meat and asked in confusion: "Why did he only give you one?"

Song Xun was also confused as he stared at the meat in his hand, but since he was going to eat it, why bother thinking so much? He divided a portion among everyone.

But when it came to Shang Ji’s turn, things were not so smooth.

"Aren't you hungry? You haven't eaten for two days." Seeing that he didn't take it, Song Xun put it directly to Shang Ji's mouth.

"I'm not hungry." Shang Ji looked very unhappy and turned his head away.

"Liar, how can you have the energy to run away if you don't eat? What are you thinking?"

"The way that man looked at you just now was wrong. Very wrong." Shang Ji emphasized.

"Why do you care about his look or the food he eats?"

"I won't eat anything he gives me."

Seeing that the two had no intention of stopping, Tang Yiming rolled his eyes.

"Stop, stop, stop. Can you two understand the current situation? Do you really think you are here for vacation? You can make a fuss when we get out. Can you think about some serious business?"

"Eat quickly, replenish your energy and find a way out. I don't want to stay in this damn place for another day."

I'm really impressed. Shang Ji usually looks calm and rational, but he loses his mind when it comes to love.

Song Xun felt embarrassed and stuffed the dried meat into Shang Ji's mouth: "It's not poisonous, just eat it."