The distance of 300 meters is not a problem for Zuo Qingcang in his previous life or Liu Zhicheng in his intact state. But for Zuo Qingcang, who is now sore and weak, it is a journey that requires gritting his teeth and perseverance.

He swam towards the other party little by little, then carefully grabbed the other end of the board, and grabbed the stone with his other hand, slowly approaching the other party on the board.

Zuo Qingcang suddenly opened the man's body, and the pale smile he imagined did not appear. Instead, it was a purple and blue face. That kind of face Zuo Qingcang had seen too much in his previous life, it was a dead face.

He reached out and pressed his hand against the other person's neck, unable to feel any faint pulse.

‘Die?’

He was not interested in sighing that the only compatriot he met was a dead man. Zuo Qingcang began to drag the other party's body to the shore, preparing to check if there was anything he could use on the other party. Now he was wandering on a deserted island alone, even a knife, a pack of dry food, etc., which could be of great help to him.

After finally dragging the man's body to the shore, Zuo Qingcang lay directly on the beach and began to breathe. The series of exercises made his already exhausted body even more tired.

After resting for about five minutes, he slowly got up and began to examine the man's body.

At this time, Zuo Qingcang had the time to carefully look at the man's clothes, a red robe, a crystal bun on his head, and a jade plaque on his waist. According to Liu Zhicheng's memory, this should be a canonized Taoist priest from the Great Qi Dynasty.

The so-called canonized Taoist priests are those who are personally enthroned and recognized by the court. Their status is equivalent to that of the nineth rank to the first rank of officials. According to Liu Zhicheng's memory, these canonized Taoist priests are all aliens who truly practice Taoist and immortal arts, and have powerful magic power.

Like Ji Xingling, the current national teacher of the Great Qi Dynasty, it is said that he has the ability to call the wind and rain and summon ghosts and gods. He is a popular figure in folk legends.

However, Zuo Qingcang came from a technological era and did not believe in these ghosts and gods since he was a child. In his opinion, the so-called Taoist priests and immortal arts were nothing more than deceptive things to deceive the rulers of feudal dynasties and seek benefits. There were too many such figures in the past history of the earth.

However, Liu Zhicheng did not see the Taoist technique with his own eyes, and many legends he heard were very similar to those of the scams in the history of the earth.

But the experience on the ship made Zuo Qingcang understand that this world is still different from the earth in the past. After all, compared with the earth, even if it is an alien, the aliens in this world have some special abilities, which is not impossible in his opinion.

Without thinking too much about the identity of Taoist priest, Zuo Qingcang directly pulled open the corpse's coat. He found a dagger on the other party's waist and found a small bag on the **. The bag contained a box the size of a palm, a book, and some bottles and jars.

I don’t know which animal skin is made of this bag. It seems that it has good waterproof function and basically nothing inside is soaked.

And these things were placed close to the Taoist priests, and they were obviously all things that were very important to him.

Zuo Qingcang pinned the dagger on his belt, and then first picked up the book. The words written on it were completely different from those on the earth. Fortunately, Liu Zhicheng was literate, so it did not affect Zuo Qingcang's viewing of this book.

The cover of the booklet contains four big words "The God of Fire" written on it. Zuo Qingcang looked around and found that it seemed that it was a divine thing like the way of heaven and nature, which was extremely obscure and difficult to understand. He shook his head and threw it on the ground casually.

Then he picked up the bottles and jars. There were five small bottles as big as thumbs, namely red, green, yellow, blue and purple. However, he did not write any words. Obviously, this Taoist priest relied on colors to distinguish them.

Zuo Qingcang picked up the red bottle, carefully unscrewed the lid, looked inside, and found that there seemed to be some white metal powder inside. He opened several other small bottles in turn, all of which were metal powders and liquids of different colors.

In Liu Zhicheng's memory, everything about Taoist priests is mysterious and weird, so naturally I don't know anything.

In Zuo Qingcang's memory, the things in front of him seemed to be in line with the situation where Taoist priests used various things to refine alchemy in the history of the earth. He estimated that these things might be materials similar to iron, carbon, lead, and mercury. These extremely precious things to Taoist priests are of no use to Zuo Qingcang now.

Stood to put away the small bottles, Zuo Qingcang finally picked up the box. The box was made of silver-white metal. Zuo Qingcang weighed the weight of the box, and something seemed to be rolling inside. Judging from the things in the previous few small bottles, the things contained in this box might not be of any help to his current situation.

As Zuo Qingcang opened the box, a silver-white bead as big as an eyeball appeared in front of him. The surface of the bead was extremely smooth. Zuo Qingcang could even clearly see his face from above, just like a mirror. It was hard for him to imagine that a feudal society like Daqi could process such things.

But just such a small silver ball, why should it be placed close to the body?

Just as I was thinking about this, I saw the silver sphere jumping on its own, and then melted instantly like a candle, and directly drilled into Zuo Qingcang's body through my fingers.

Zuo Qingcang's right hand immediately retreated, but it was too late. Most of the ball had penetrated directly into his index finger. Then he swung hard, trying to throw the ball out, but with just this swing, all the balls penetrated into Zuo Qingcang's right palm.

He stared at his palm with his eyes wide open, completely unaware of what was happening just now.

"Is that thing alive?" Seeing that he had no change and had the same palm as before, Zuo Qingcang could hardly imagine that such a piece of metal had just drilled in.

After observing for about ten minutes, Zuo Qingcang could not observe where the silver metals had gone. There was no abnormality in his body, and he even suspected that he had hallucinations just now.

In the end, I could only ignore it helplessly.

‘What appears in this world seems to be getting weirder.’

After searching for the corpse, the most useful thing for Zuo Qingcang is the dagger. He temporarily piled up other things and began to enter the woods near the beach by himself.

After temporarily solving the water and plant problems through coconut, he needed to ignite the campfire to help him spend the next time. Fire is a major source of human progress. It can not only help Zuo Qingcang survive the cold night, but also help him cook food, send signals, and defend against some possible animals.

Zuo Qingcang found some relatively unhydrated wood and hay in the woods and piled them together.

Then he used the fire plow to ignite it, which was to cut a wooden handle with a dagger, then dig a small groove on the wood, use the wooden handle to rub the groove of the base back and forth, rub the charcoal-like substances, and then ignite the campfire.

With the solution of water, food and fire, it also means that Zuo Qingcang is not in danger today.

In the following time, his physical condition gradually recovered, and Zuo Qingcang showed amazing ability to survive in the wild. He used bamboo in the woods to build a bed, used bamboo spears to catch fish in the offshore location, and used fires to create beacons to remind passing ships to rescue them.

The reason why he has such skillful skills is due to the fact that he learned the technology of survival in his previous life from a man named Bell Griers.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and the beach had completely become Zuo Qingcang's territory. With coconuts, fish, and plenty of sleep, his body had basically recovered. So this morning, after igniting the beacon, he hung a dagger around his waist and a spear in his hand, and walked along the beach.

His goal today is to walk around the island to see how big the island is, whether there are humans living here, and then see if we can find water sources.

Next, Zuo Qingcang spent about a morning around the island and found that the island was not big, it was indeed a deserted island with cliffs in the north, while the south of him was mainly beaches. Next, he planned to go deep into the woods and the hinterland of the island to see if he could find a long-term water source.

In the spare time, he had nothing to do, so he passed the time. After reading the so-called "The God of Fire", he found that the feature films in it were obscure and difficult to understand, and the words of various metaphors and terms can be said to be able to understand each word, but he didn't understand it when it was connected, so he gave up reading this book.

Although the whole situation seems not optimistic, Zuo Qingcang himself doesn't know how long he will live on this deserted island next, but he still maintains a positive mood. This is also the skill he learned in his previous life, that is, he will not despair under any circumstances.

So on the third day of arriving at the deserted island, Zuo Qingcang brought a coconut as dry food while eating and sleeping well, holding a knife, a spear, wearing a Taoist priest's robe, and a bundle of ropes made of hay, and heading towards the center of the island.

This island is indeed not big. Zuo Qingcang did not find any traces of large animals' survival along the way, but the woods are getting denser, the road is getting harder to walk, and the light and moon are getting dimmer.

Zuo Qingcang carefully moved forward for about two hours along the way and made an unexpected discovery.

He found a building wrapped in trees, which seemed to be too old. A large number of vines and trees grew in the gaps between these broken walls and ruins, and finally wrapped the building up, making it very difficult to distinguish when they were mixed together.

Zuo Qingcang waved his dagger and cut off a piece of vine from the wreckage of the building, and found that it seemed to be the top of some kind of building, which he stretched to the ground. He suspected that most of the buildings might have been buried by dirt, rotten leaves and rain.

Zuo Qingcang did not expect that he would see the ruins of human buildings on such a deserted island, which means that humans had survived on this island. He carefully looked at the tops of these buildings in the forest and found that there were many hollows in these buildings, about the size of a human head.

These holes are a bit strange. The windows seem too small. People probably can only stretch out one head, but small animals should be able to pass through easily.

Zuo Qingcang took a few strange glances, then walked towards the center of the island. The more he walked inside, there were more and more ruins and various ruins. Various broken statues and attics gave people a strange but majestic strange feeling.

Looking at the buildings in front of him, Zuo Qingcang said in his heart: "No matter what ethnic group the people who built these buildings were, judging from these buildings, their level of civilization is not lower than that of the Great Qi Dynasty. It is unlikely that it was developed on such a small island."

But why did they build so many buildings on a deserted island, and why did they leave?
Chapter completed!