: Chapter 52

Xie Chian didn't know why he left Jiang Kuo with his brain. He has always been rational, but this matter is his impulse. When I heard Jiang Kuo's name, he lost his calm in an instant.
But when he was relieved, he didn't understand why he was lost.
In any case, the words of cooperation have been spoken. Although Xie Chi'an once said that he has never been counted, but for Jiang Kuo, out of a slight strangeness, he did not turn back.
Moreover, Jiang Kuo is indeed very useful, and one more free labor is not a loss.
Seeing Jiang Kuo busy chopping firewood, Xie Chian thought so.
It's almost noon, and lunch is going to be at noon. For lunch, you can only roast mushrooms. To roast mushrooms requires firewood. If you want firewood, you have to chop or pick up fallen branches. But if you want to collect branches, you cannot look after Lin Qiao.
Lin Qiao couldn't walk, and Xie Chian couldn't get out, lest Lin Qiao would encounter an accident as soon as he left his sight.
A person's avatar lacks skills, at this time, Jiang Kuo's joining can be said to solve the urgent need.
Especially chopping wood = making fire = roasting mushrooms = eating mushrooms. In order to get a bite to eat, Jiang Kuo worked very hard.
There is no scene similar to that of an old man chopping wood with an axe and chopping firewood. Mr. 1 is handsome and his chopping action is also handsome. The dagger played with a flower in the hand, drawing a beautiful arc, and some twigs were sharply cut off, like a wonderful performance. There are also many hollow old trees on the island, lying on the ground horizontally, some of which can be picked up and used.
Jiang Kuo's speed is very fast. Xie Chian didn't wait long when he saw the man carrying a pile of wood from a distance, all of which were thrown on the ground, pinging.
Xie Chian squatted down, and as soon as he touched a branch of a tree branch, he stretched out his other hand.
The skin is healthy wheat color, the hands are slender and beautiful, slightly longer than Xie Chian's, and the color numbers are contrasting.
Xie Chian raised his head and looked at Shang Jiang's broad eyes.
Jiang Kuo said, "I'll make a fire."
Do more now and eat more later.
Xie Chian saw Jiang Kuo's intentions, and did not fight with him. He gave up the branches to Jiang Kuo and took a cut of the wood.
The term
boring wood to make fire
is widely known, but it is difficult for an inexperienced person to practice it successfully. Even if you have mastered the principles and techniques, it takes a lot of time to successfully start a fire, and you need enough patience.
Jiang Kuo was very patient, using a dagger to sharpen a small branch as a drill shaft, and a large wood as a drill plate to make a V-shaped opening and dig a small pit. Then there is the long friction heat.
Xie Chian was not idle either, holding a section of hollow wood and slowly digging it out with a short spear. He is making wooden containers to fill water or hold food.
Xie Chian has just found a creek, and has no worries about lack of water to drink. But it is unlikely that his activities for a month are limited to this creek, and the container is an indispensable thing.
Whether it is drilling wood for fire or chiseling wood into cans, it is a highly skilled and delicate work. The two of them are fully attentive to the work in their hands, and the pictures are extremely harmonious.
Lin Qiao looked at the two with worshiping eyes. She is also a small expert at home who can do any housework, but when she arrives on the island, compared to these two big men with a little bit of survival skills, it is simply a waste...
The tip of the short spear is thicker and can be used to kill people, but it is very difficult to make handmade products. Xie Chian got stuck at the bottom. After he moved, a sharp and sharp dagger was handed over in time.
Xie Chian glanced at Jiang Kuo briefly. The man was still pressing the drill shaft with one hand, not looking at his direction. It seemed that he was just handing a tool in hand instead of handing the only weapon in his hand to a potential enemy.
I don't know if I trust him absolutely, or I am confident that he can't take the weapon away.
"This is more convenient." Jiang Kuo turned his head and said when Xie Chian hadn't answered him.
...Xie Chian certainly knows that daggers are more convenient.
Seeing Jiang Kuo's indifferent appearance, Xie Chian also retracted his gaze calmly, took the dagger, and continued to chisel.
"Player 58 is dead."
The broadcast announced another death. Jiang Kuo's movement of rubbing the drill shaft was kept at a constant speed, not slow at all, Xie Chian's hand holding the dagger was very steady, not shaking at all.
Lin Qiao, who hadn't done anything, subconsciously covered her ears, unwilling to listen or think.
No matter how many times she heard it, she couldn't get used to this death announcement. Behind the cold mechanical sound, every sound is a living, bloody, human life.
When the wooden jar in Xie Chi'an's hand gradually took shape, and when he was done, a flame suddenly appeared under Jiang Kuo's hand, which became more and more intense and burning.
The two completed the work at the same time.
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Next is the dinner time that Lin Qiao and Jiang Kuo look forward to most.
The three people sat around the fire. Lin Qiao's back was straight, Jiang Kuo's eyes were shining, staring straight at the grilled mushrooms strung on the branches, smelling the alluring fragrance in the air.
Sure enough, it is a familiar formula and a familiar taste.
Xie Chian grilled nine skewers this time. He did not favor one over the other. Each person averaged three mushrooms and two fruits. There is one more person, and the leftover food is drastically reduced, which is not enough for three days.
Xie Chian didn't care either. He didn't plan to eat mushrooms and fruits for a month, people would vomit.
Although people are not picky eaters at all in desperate situations, Xie Chian generally does not let himself fall into desperation.
Jiang Kuo took a bite of the mushroom and squinted his eyes slightly, with a pleasant expression and enjoyment.
"Children, you can't tell, your craftsmanship is so good." Jiang Kuo praised sincerely.
Xie Chi'an had red lips and white teeth, and he was a young master pampered by a large family in the past. His fingers did not touch Yang Chunshui. Who would have thought that he was still a barbecue master.
As a high-level dark cooking expert who can only burn the kitchen when cooking in the kitchen, Jiang Kuo really admires Xie Chian for making such delicious food.
Xie Chian looked at him with no expression: "Who is the kid?"
"Aren't the minors all children? You refused to tell me the name, I have to have a name." Jiang Kuo looked at Xie Chi'an, his eyebrows curled, "Brother, are you an adult?"
"..." There is indeed a real brother, and Xie Chi'an, whose whereabouts are still unknown, doesn't want to hear this name very much, but his face is cold for a while, "Who is your brother?"
Jiang Kuo simply surrendered: "Ancestor, can you grasp the point?" His first sentence was to praise people for their good craftsmanship, and the second sentence was to ask people whether they were grown-ups. As a result, they were struggling with the title...
Xie Chian turned his head and said nothing.
He really needs to calm down. When he thought of his eldest brother, he lost even the basic sanity.
...It seems that when he meets this person, his basic composure is gone.
Xie Chian felt that something was wrong with him. He is quite a restrained person, and he has exposed his emotions many times today, which is not normal.
For Xie Chian, being able to be emotionally restrained is an abnormal thing. But now everything has to be reversed. His indifferentness and rationality are abnormal, but after being abnormal for a long time, it has become a normal state, and an occasional emotional vent has turned out to be abnormal.
Seeing that Xie Chian ignored him again, Jiang Kuo curled his lips slightly. He was delighted at the first sight of the young man, because he felt that the appearance of the young man was not pleasing to the eye.
The young Hegei was full of spirits, fresh clothes and angry horses, not afraid of heaven and earth. This kind of silence, although mature and sensible that elders like, is so quiet that it hurts people.
Jiang Kuo was happy to excite the young man to show his unusual side. It's good to ignore him at this moment, it's better to have a temper than to have no temper.
"Ancestor." Jiang Kuo was reluctant, "Have you heard me talking?"
Xie Chi's placement fell on deaf ears.
"Brother? Little friend?" Jiang Kuo changed his name and called out in a tricky manner, and finally looked helplessly at the boy who refused to speak like an arrogant boy. "Little princess?"
"..." Xie Chian shook his body, turned his head unbearably, and said, "Xie Chian."
Xie Chian didn't want to give his name, because he didn't want to involve too much, but instead of being called a little princess, he thought it was better to reveal his name. Otherwise, I don't know what a nauseous name this person can think of... Lin Qiao's eyes were not right when he heard it.
Xie Chian.
Jiang Kuo said for a long time: "Good name."
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Xie Chian stopped speaking after saying his name.
He lowered his eyes to see sparks crackling in the fire, and flipped the grilled mushrooms on his hands, but he was thinking of the man's question just now.
Brother, are you an adult?
almost.
Xie Chian is only one month away from adulthood, and now it is less than 30 days. The game time limit for this level is one month, if the game does not end early...Xie Chian’s birthday happens to be on the last day of the game.
On November 22, the light snow of the twenty-four solar terms.
If you are lucky, Xie Chian can end the game ahead of time and hold the coming-of-age ceremony at home. With bad luck, he can only spend his 18th birthday on the desert island.
And the one with the worst luck--
He will not live to adulthood.
Eighteen years old is a very important day for a person. From this day on, people are no longer children, they must learn to be quiet adults, grow up in a strange world, bear all the ups and downs alone, and swallow all unspeakable loneliness alone. .
But these are not reasons for Xie Chian to attach importance to this day. He just felt that he should have dated with whom he had reached the age of eighteen. As for who he had agreed with and what he had agreed to do, he had no idea.
I only knew that the thought at the time of the appointment must be very strong, otherwise, how could he cross the distance of time and the gap of memory, leaving him such a deep reminder.
Unfortunately, he may not be able to keep the appointment.
He, who had made an agreement back then, must have never expected that he would lose his memory at the age of eighteen, be trapped on a deserted island, and fall into a cruel escape game.
Can only say that things are impermanent.
"Big brother! Your mushrooms are burnt!" Lin Qiao reminded him.
Xie Chian came back to his senses and found that the string in his hand was so burnt that it couldn't be burnt anymore, it was so dark that it was horrible.
Food is precious. Xie Chian thought for a while, and decided not to waste it and just eat it.
As soon as he took a bite, Jiang Kuo gave the intact string in his hand to Xie Chian, and could not help taking away Xie Chian's.
Xie Chian: "..."
"I like the outside focus and the inside tenderness." Jiang Kuo explained solemnly, taking a bite by the way...the inside was also charred.
Xie Chi watched him quietly.
Jiang Kuo's noodles didn't change the color: "It's better than my baked."
He was telling the truth, even if Xie Chi'an was roasted, it was better than Jiang Kuo's carefully cooked poison.
If Mr. 1 is going to die, it must be poisoned by the bio-weapon system he made himself.