Don't believe anyone who claims that food tastes best without condiments.
The meaning of condiments is to make the food taste better, just like toilet paper is more hygienic for wiping your butt than fingers. If someone tells you that food tastes delicious without adding anything, it is like saying that fingers are cleaner than toilet paper - you'd better let him
Go to the doctor.
The players gradually came to understand it deeply.
In the first few days, the freshness brought by the original taste of food and the worries based on survival made them ignore the bad taste of food. As they stabilized, players who met their survival needs began to seek higher-level needs.
The trouble lies here - they can't meet their own needs.
The grilled fish was okay, the burnt taste masked the nauseating smell of rot, but the fish soup without side dishes was a disaster.
Mao Jiu described it as "like drinking boiled sewage soaked in corpses".
Tianmo also chimed in that it tasted as bad as one of his chewed-out ears filled with wax.
Despite this, they were still able to enjoy their misery - because they were miles away and could only huddle in a pit to survive.
Human happiness often stems from the misfortunes of others.
Liang Ye Tangram proposed to sing together, found stacks of firewood and iron tools and placed them around him, tapping them rhythmically.
Mao Jiu snapped his fingers in unison, followed closely by Tianmo, whistling.
The slimy muscles sang cheerful pastoral songs with contrasting elasticity, and other players who had not yet mastered their talents were also shaking their bodies and clapping their hands.
The atmosphere became warm, except for Qianye, who was holding the fish soup with an awkward yet polite smile.
She felt this behavior was too shameful.
Fortunately, no one forced her to sing.
Amidst the laughter and laughter, Qianye received a message from the frightened Wang Wenwen Qie.
"I know why monsters don't get involved here anymore... This island is moving... or something as big as an island is approaching me..."
…
That's no illusion.
The waves licked Wang Wenqie's ankles, and he looked into the distance in the morning when the strange fog receded.
Shadows appeared on the surface of the sea, which was still a vast and dark sea yesterday afternoon.
At our feet is the beach where we landed yesterday, but it's hard to tell the direction.
Qianye: "I saw it, continue to observe and pay attention to safety."
Qianye's comments appeared, Wang Wenqie nodded, and he had already started recording.
After staring quietly for a moment, Wang Wenqie followed the footsteps back to the center of the island and continued to dig his hole.
Although the shadow appears overnight, it will be difficult to detect when the scale falls on the minute mark. You can busy yourself with your own business and look at it again every few dozen minutes - maybe by then the shadow has disappeared silently as if it had quietly appeared.
Two hours later, the pit became relatively spacious, and everyone confirmed that the shadow was getting closer.
At noon, I set foot on the beach again. Looking around, I could already vaguely see the outline of the mountain range highlighted by the shadow in the distance. But before evening, the outline of the mountain range was only three or four nautical miles away.
"First Island?"
Hope Wenqie and the audience in the live broadcast room are familiar with the outline of the island, except that Thanksgiving Island is not around, and the shape of the broken mountain has changed slightly.
Qianye: "It should be the other half of Duanshan Island."
As night fell, I looked at the quiet shoals of the distant islands and confirmed that what was really moving was the island beneath my feet.
Qianye: "I have a guess... If you stay alive, the answer will be revealed tomorrow."
Ignoring numerous inquiries, Qianye left the live broadcast at night.
Wang Wen Wen Qie began to retreat into the dead woods when the mist came, and lay down in a spacious pit. He lit the oil lamp so that it would consume the least amount of fuel without going out, and closed the door panel.
Mist covers the island.
The pits shimmered.
At this time, Wang Wenwen and Ke could vaguely hear footsteps getting closer and closer, stopping right at the edge of the pit.
I was stunned for a moment, and the edge of the door panel above my head was lifted a little bit——
Wangwenwenqie felt fear in his heart. He grabbed the door panel and struggled with the existence outside while glancing at the upper left corner. Because he had rested during the day, his sanity was close to full... it was not an illusion.
The door panel is shaking, and the presence outside is gradually increasing its strength.
Wangwenwenqie tensed his arms and continued to wrestle. After dozens of seconds, the external force disappeared. He did not dare to relax and continued until he was sure that the existence was really gone, and then he resumed breathing.
Wang Wen Wen Che couldn't confirm what was out there, and after thinking briefly, he decided to leave himself to fate.
Go offline and go to sleep.
…
Wow – Wow –
The sound of waves came in the early morning.
Wang Wen Wen Che opened the door and welcomed a new day.
Messy footprints are wandering around. Last night's encounter was not an illusion. Fortunately, everything is over.
Will it exist in the fog?
Wang Wen Wen Qian thought about it. From the results, it seems that he did nothing wrong. Although if that existence visits again, it will be a different ending.
Rustling——
The gentle breeze blowing deep in the dead forest did not attract the attention of those who stepped onto the beach.
The island moving under your feet has moved away from Duanshan Island, and a new outline appears in the direction it is facing——
There is Thanksgiving Island.
After learning the news, Qianye and others have already set sail and are coming here.
Qianye’s guess yesterday is now revealed: This island wanders between Thanksgiving Island and the deep sea, and is a springboard for players to explore the deep sea.
Rustling——
Wangwenwenqie frowned and turned behind him, and the shadows in the dry forest disappeared in a flash.
The sanity value that is still recovering is in a state of hallucinations and auditory hallucinations, so don't take anything seriously.
Until he returned to the pit and found new footprints.
and scattered smelly fish scales.
Feeling interested, Wang Wen Wen Che raised his head, and happened to see a strange fishman standing upright, with two legs and staring dead fish eyes, hiding behind a dead tree and spying.
A biting chill enveloped my entire body.
…
The expedition team was three or four nautical miles away.
"Paddle, we need to speed up."
Qianye grabbed the oar that looked like a decoration and paddled it.
They could already see the island in front of the reef, but at this moment, the news that Wang Wenwen was attacked by strange fishmen suddenly came.
Dozens of minutes later, everyone who was exhausted could already see the mobile island, and also saw the strange fish-man who ran onto the beach with no way to escape and was chasing him.
…
Wang Wenqie fell in the shallows, convulsing violently, and his lungs were about to burst.
Shadows fell, and strange fish-men followed them like shadows.
Wangwen Wenqie smiled bitterly and looked at his companions, who were rowing over with only a few hundred meters left on the sea.
I didn't expect that I would fall at the last moment...
The approaching strange fish man stopped.
Tear--
Without any warning, two arms emerged from the flesh of the fish, tearing the body apart in a self-mutilating manner——
When Wang Wenwen was stunned, the fish's belly was opened, and a figure emerged from the fish's belly, looking down at him: "I won the second game!"
"1 to 1, tie!"
Wang Wenwen Qie stared blankly at Mu Su's proud face, and the memory of a few days ago passed through his mind.
At that time, I exposed Mu Su's behavior of pretending to be an NPC. "It was such a pleasant duel!" Mu Su said with a thumbs up, seemingly generous.
"Sorry, I won this one."
I answered so proudly at that time.
Wow——
The waves pushed against my back, and all my emotions turned into a roar.