Island Survival: Starts by chopping a tree-Chapter 36
Jeff, who was on his way carrying the fishes in his hands, strived his way back to the camp.
Upon arriving, he saw that only the two of them were awake, while Layla, Emma, and Charlotte were still in their respective shelters.
Seeing Jeff’s figure, the two of them remembered the ambiguous scene as they blushed incredulously.
Our main character was also embarrassed, but he didn’t show it.
Since if he showed it, the atmosphere would become more awkward. As he walks to the campfire up close, he greeted them, which they returned with a nod.
Jeff then made a fire, and when he was done, he gained some experience points.
[You just made a fire. You have gained 5 experience points]
[55/100 exp. Remains to unlock a skill]
After that, he killed the fish who were still alive by piercing them from top to bottom using a sharp stick.
[You have killed a fish. You gained 2 points, and 1 level-up point.]
[You have killed a fish. You gained 2 points, and 1 level-up point.]
[You have killed a fish. You gained 2 points, and 1 level-up point.]
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After that, he passed the fish towards the two to be cooked. He wasn’t starving yet, so he was going to start his work.
"Now it’s time to make a functional water filter, since drinking coconut juice for consecutive days is not good for the health anymore," he stated in a low tone.
Since drinking coconut water in excess can be dangerous due to its laxative effect, which can lead to diarrhea and stomach upset.
Additionally, the natural sugars in coconut water can contribute to weight gain and dental problems if overconsumed, and there is a risk of allergic reactions in some cases.
But he saw that the girls had no allergic reaction to it, so it’s cool. So after that, he didn’t dilly dally anymore and started working.
Walking to a spacious space with materials surrounding him, what he needed to make a water filter were bamboo, ashes, coconut husk fibers, fine sand, coarse sand, small pebbles, and cloth.
He had already some of it, but lacked three things: coarse sand and fine sand. About the pebbles? he could just gather around the rocky place, or even the river, so it’s no problem.
So, he stood up again and went to the river. He couldn’t help but sigh, "Why did I not just gather some of this when I was here earlier?" he exclaimed. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
His mind had been preoccupied, so it hadn’t crossed his mind earlier. Once he returned to the river, he decided to use his clothes as a makeshift container since they were already tattered and dirty.
Being shirtless didn’t bother him, as long as he still had his lower clothes on.
Also, there are some clothes in the suitcase, but he didn’t plan to use them, since he doesn’t really need them.
Although the clothes were meant for men, the girls could still wear them, as they needed something to protect themselves from the cold
If you don’t know in a river, coarse sand consists of larger, rougher grains, typically measuring between 0.5 to 1 millimeter in diameter.
It’s usually found in areas with faster-moving water where larger particles can settle.
Fine sand, on the other hand, consists of much smaller grains, less than 0.5 millimeters in diameter, and is found in slower-moving or more stagnant parts of the river.
Both types of this sand can be used in making a water filter to help remove different sizes of particles and impurities.
So, he first gathered some coarse sand by going to the part of the river where the water moved faster.
Taking roughly 500 cubic inches (about 8.1 liters), what he needed was only 450 cubic inches (about 7.5 liters) in volume, but he just added 50 cubic inches, so he didn’t need to go back if it was less.
After that, he went to the part of the river where the water was much calmer, taking the same volume as the coarse sand.
He then gathered some small pebbles with the same volume as well. He didn’t have a measurement, but he could understand its weight by the way he was holding it.
When that was done, he walked his way towards the camp. Upon arriving, Jeff saw the girls, who were sleeping, were already awake.
Spotting him from their sight, Layla waved her hand by standing up, clearly calling him.
He walked his way towards them, carrying the materials. "Captain, you are back. Let’s have breakfast," Layla motioned him.
"What are you carrying so early in the morning?" Emma asked, her voice still sleepy.
Seeing him holding something so early, the two girls, Jessica and Ariana, didn’t look directly at him but glanced at him timidly. He was shirtless, exposing his upper body.
Because of this, the image they had tried to forget flashed back in an instant. The others didn’t notice, though, as they were more curious about what he was carrying.
"This?" he said, looking at the clothes tied into a pouch.
"It’s just some rocks and sand. You girls go ahead and eat your breakfast; I’m not hungry yet," he added, walking away, needing to finish what he had started.
The girls exchanged confused looks, "Why would he need rocks and sand?" Ariana asked, confusion evident on her face.
"I don’t know," Jessica replied, already digging into her meal.
"Maybe he’s going to use it as a toy to pass the time."
The girls all stared at her speechlessly. Using sand and rocks as a toy—was he a child? But they didn’t dwell on it for long.
They had no idea what he was planning, so they decided to wait and see what he would do once they were done with breakfast.
Meanwhile, in another part of the forest, a man in a business suit, covered in grime and dirt, looked pale. Bruises marked his face, showing the toll of whatever he had endured.
"Hey, you idiot! Go find me some food!" the fat man shouted, his voice dripping with venom.
"If you don’t return, I’ll beat you so badly that you’ll become useless forever!" His eyes were filled with cold, murderous intent.
John, hearing this, broke into a sweat. Every day that he failed to find food, he knew he would be beaten mercilessly.
Even if he ran off into the forest to live alone, he was terrified of what might happen if a wild animal decided to make him its meal.
"Brother Arthur, you don’t really need to do this," a man sitting on a large rock said, his tone dismissive.
He had a woman standing beside him, his hand casually draped over her shoulder.
His hands then squeezed the woman’s breast on the side, making her shriek, but he did not resist after a few days of living here.
She was already accustomed to it; she can’t even accept the fact that her first time would be from an ugly gangster, making her feel aggrieved.
The woman’s looks were also not bad; she was filled with youthful charm. Her large, expressive green eyes, framed by long, flowing salmon-colored hair, hold a gentle, almost depressed expression.
A wry smile plays on her lips, revealing a delicate nose and flushed cheeks. Her body is somewhat slim with a bit of a graceful figure, accentuated by a form-fitting red sweater with a ribbed texture and high neckline.
Her long slender legs were also somewhat captivating to the eye. Seeing the look on her face the thug with yellow hair who Jeff had beat up first look at her playfully.
"Don’t tell me you are feeling disgusted?" the thug said as he stood up and whispered to her ears.
Feeling the hot breath and his words, she trembled in fright as she was about to deny it, suddenly her breast felt like it was being squeezed dry by the guy.
But she can only yell in pain, gritting her teeth with her face so red. "I-I don’t.. dare~" she stutters in a voice that is audible.
The thug with yellow hair, seeing that, was feeling very excited seeing her look; his hand that was outside entered inside by using her collar as the entrance.
The woman was shaking all over again since another abuse is going to come; she was the most pitiful since the other woman, the same as her, gets to be abused by one person while she has to handle three person every day, making her feel like she wants to die.
The scary part is not actually the wild animals on this island, but the true nature of man. She just wants to have a vacation by working tirelessly every day, but fate is really cruel.
The chastity that he kept for a very long time was ruined by some bastards.
She’s a woman who valued her first time to the guy, whom she only wants to marry, but now she was turned into a toilet by the three-mean-looking thug.
"You cruel man," she muttered inwardly, her gaze hardening.
"If my gaze could kill, I’d be you my first victim." she finished.
