Before setting foot on the island, Schiller saw the condition of the island in the distance. This island in the sea, which is close to Mexico, is medium in size, but it is completely incomparable to the large islands around it.
But this island has a very big feature, that is, it is far away from all the surrounding islands, at least it cannot be reached by humans by swimming.
This island can truly be called an isolated island in the sea. Like other tropical islands, it has white sand beaches, coconut trees, seabirds flying around the island, and most importantly, the ubiquitous hot sunshine.
There are almost no seasons in the tropics, so even though it is only April now, the scorching sun is already hanging high above the head, bringing overly warm heat to all the creatures here. Arthur, who walked on the beach and stepped into the tropical jungle, felt a little uncomfortable.
He looked enviously at Schiller who was holding a black umbrella.
Now he understood what the function of the umbrella carried by the professor was. It could not only prevent rain, but also provide shade from the sun.
But obviously, the umbrella Schiller was holding was a single umbrella. Even if Schiller was willing to let Arthur get under the umbrella, the umbrella could not cover two people, so Arthur stopped while walking.
, he said: "Professor, wait for me a moment, I will make an umbrella."
Schiller stopped, not knowing what he was going to do. Arthur ran to a tree in two or three steps.
This tree looks very strange. It is not tall, but its roots are relatively thick. There are many leaves like cattail fans growing on it. The whole tree is round. Each leaf is composed of many green strips. As Arthur climbs
The tree said: "This should be a palm tree, but I don't know what species it is."
He climbed up the tree, picked a few leaves, straightened the green strips, and began to weave.
Arthur, who looked very tall and burly, was very good at weaving. He knitted three cattail leaves together three times to form a very strange-shaped straw hat. He said: "The children of Brucehaven
If you know how to do this, in addition to palm leaves, you can also use dried seaweed and bark that can be cut into fibers."
Arthur put the hat on his head, and the two of them continued to walk forward, getting farther and farther away from the beach. The landscape here was more like a tropical rain forest. The plants were very dense and the trees were very tall. The leaves of many trees were almost obscured.
The sun can slightly reduce the heat, but the more deadly humidity can make people's skin feel very uncomfortable.
Fortunately, after Schiller came for vacation, he changed out of his conservative suit, shorts, T-shirt and short-sleeved jacket, and he was relatively able to adapt to the environment here.
Not to mention Arthur, he took off his shirt directly, returned to the posture of fishing on the boat, casually broke off a fern, used the root as an exploring stick, and dug in with one foot deep and one shallow.
Go.
There is a cliff at the highest point of the island. Walking down the gentle slope of the cliff, you can see a clear gurgling stream. Various plants that are not common among gardening flowers and plants can be found in the small cracks in the rocks.
It grows very luxuriantly.
Between the branches of the shrub, a small bird with colorful feathers flapped its wings, jumped to another shrub, and pecked the lower part of the flower core with its beak, as if looking for fruits...
Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a stream of light flew past, startling the birds and butterflies in the bushes. With a "pop" sound, the arrow was inserted into the ground, and a large lizard ran into the bush instantly.
There was no figure in the bush.
There was a sigh from the distance, as if he was disappointed with his failed hunt.
The shoes wrapped in leaves stepped into the flowing water of the creek. One hand held the arrow and wanted to pull it out of the soft soil. Unfortunately, the arm exerted a little force and the stone arrow was not strong.
It fell off the arrow shaft.
The man holding the arrow shaft stood up. His upper body was wearing a somewhat strange piece of clothing. It was generally made of palm leaves, but the palm leaves were fixed with white cloth. The texture of the cloth was very delicate. It should have been cut from a shirt.
And judging from the softness, it should be an expensive shirt.
The lower body is a pair of shorts cut from suit trousers. The shoes and calves are tied with palm leaves, and the soles are also wrapped with thick green strips, which look like the palm leaves that Arthur uses to make hats.
, are from the same plant.
Looking up again, he has a slightly wild beard, and his eyes are covered by a leaf.
He wears a very rough hat made of banana leaves on his head, and the upper half of his face is covered under the leaves, but you can still see that there are sunburns on his lips and neck.
The traces of exfoliated skin are clearly visible.
He tried hard to break the arrow shaft, but he couldn't break it because he was very weak.
Under the clothes made of palm leaves, you can see that a white cloth strip was wrapped from his left shoulder to his armpit, and then wrapped several times along his chest. There were blood stains on it. Obviously, this person had just
Injured, at this time of weakness.
Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he quickly arched his body, got into the bushes, and squatted next to a very strong plant. Through the leaves of the plant, he saw two figures walking this way.
Come.
He opened his mouth wide in surprise, and was about to rush out, but he paused, squatted back, and narrowed his eyes to look at the two people.
Arthur put his feet into the clean stream and washed away the gravel he had brought from the beach. He said: "For that man to be able to persist here for so long, water is essential. As long as we go up the stream, we will definitely be able to find it."
His traces."
Schiller did not refute, but walked farther away from the stream. He raised his head and looked ahead.
As you go deeper into the rainforest, there are more and more animals of all kinds, including birds with bright feathers, frogs that you can’t name, lizards scurrying past your feet, seabirds flying in the sky...
This place is so vibrant, but also very dangerous. The heat and humidity are not the most deadly things here.
Arthur, standing in the middle of the stream, stopped and said: "I heard the cry of the whale..."
They squinted their eyes, concentrated, squatted down, and put their hands into the stream, feeling the message coming from the sea.
"Oops, we have to find him quickly. The school of fish told me that a storm is coming!" Arthur's tone became deeper. He said: "I have read in fishing magazines that storms are frequent in the Caribbean."
Fa, this place is close to Mexico and the climate is similar. Tropical storms can come at any time..."...
Schiller's understanding of storms is probably a magnified Gotham Night Rain, but Arthur denied his idea. He said: "Tropical storms are completely different from ordinary storms..."
"Tropical storms are extremely destructive. Everything in their path is in a mess. Even if we are not blown away like a tornado and then fall to death, we must still be wary of the possible damage caused by collapsed plants.
Danger……"
"In a storm, even a rolled up palm leaf may become a murderous knife."
Hearing this, Schiller walked a little faster than Arthur. Although his life would not be in danger in the storm, anyone can imagine that once the storm comes, there will be no safe shelter.
Will be blown away like a dog.
Schiller came here for a vacation, not to experience the cruelty and ruthlessness of nature. He just wanted to find the unlucky guy quickly, repair the boat and leave.
Facts have proved that his idea is very good, but God doesn't think it is very good.
In almost just a minute, the sky darkened. The original scorching sun suddenly disappeared. Thick rain clouds blocked all sunlight. Thunder came from a distance. The wind passed through the tall trees and blew on people.
When applied to the face, it brings the unique astringent smell of moist earth.
Just when Schiller was about to disperse into a gray mist and start conducting a large-scale reconnaissance, Arthur suddenly stopped and turned to look at the bushes beside him. Schiller heard him say: "Stop hiding.
I see you!"
"do not come!"
A figure emerged from behind the bushes. He was holding a homemade bow and arrow in his hand, with a very crude arrow attached to it. The arrow on it looked like it was at odds with the arrow shaft.
Prepare to leave home.
Schiller looked at the man in front of him. Even though most of his face was covered under palm leaves, he could still see that the skin on his exposed hands was very delicate and his fingers were well maintained. It looked like
He doesn't look like a fisherman, he looks like a pampered rich man.
Arthur was shocked by his appearance. After all, he only got a specious story from the mouth of the fish. He had never seen the real Robinson. Suddenly, Arthur reacted and said, "No, calm down."
One point, we are here to save you..."
But the person opposite didn't let down his guard at all. He still pointed his bow at the two of them and said, "You are an accomplice of the previous group, right?"
"Relax, don't be nervous." Schiller stepped forward and said.
The man glanced at Schiller first, but finally fixed his gaze on Arthur. Arthur said: "I am a fisherman, I come from Blüdhaven..."
After saying that, he lowered his head and glanced at himself. His overly burly figure and the tattoos on his arms seemed to tell him that he was not a good person. Arthur sighed, looked at the person opposite and said: "Whether you believe it or not
If you don’t believe it, we are indeed here to save you.”
"How did you get here?" the man asked.
"I sailed here." Arthur replied.
"We first flew to California, got off the plane in Beach City, and then took a boat over..."...
The man seemed more alert, and at the same time he said with some disdain: "Do you think I'm a fool when I sail here from California? Do you know how far it is?"
"Uh... I'm quite good at sailing. The sea water will help me. Well, put down your bow and arrow first. The storm is coming. We have to find a shelter quickly, otherwise it will be dangerous!" Arthur tried hard!
I communicated with the person opposite, but it was obvious that he was not very good at this job, and the person opposite became more and more wary.
Schiller put away his umbrella, poked Arthur with the tip of the umbrella and said, "You mentioned before on the plane that in addition to being able to talk to fish, you have other abilities, why not show them off."
Arthur hesitated and said, "Actually, I can't control it very well, but...well, you can see clearly..."
After saying that, Arthur stretched out a hand, closed his eyes, frowned, and tried to concentrate. The man opposite didn't know what he was going to do, so he took a step back slightly.
But soon, a scene that surprised him happened. The water in the creek began to float slowly. A water dragon raised its head from the creek, and then formed a shield around Arthur.
Arthur opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, waved his hand again, and the shield turned back into ordinary water drops and fell to the ground.
Feeling the coolness brought by the splashing water drops, the man opposite finally raised his head, took off the palm leaf hat from his head, looked directly at Arthur and said, "Who are you?"
"I said, I am a fisherman, but I am born with the ability to communicate with the creatures in the sea. I learned about you from the mouths of the fish, and I am here to save you..."
Schiller interrupted the conversation between the two of them. He looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds and flashing lightning. He said: