Chapter 690: Lonely island

This is a desert island, lack of medical treatment and medicine, if there is a serious traumatic infection, he will only die.
Lin Rui turned to his other life-saving "beneficiary"-the large oak barrel. Had it not been for this big wooden barrel, he would have been a floating corpse now. He looked at the barrel carefully, and there was no other label except for a vague Libyan port cargo seal. It must be the cargo from the port, probably originally labeled, but after soaking in the water for so long, the label on it has long since disappeared.
Lin Rui touched her body, the diving knife was still there. He pulled out a sharp knife and pried the barrel hard, trying to see what was in it. If it was food, his luck would be great. However, this oak barrel is very elegant in workmanship. He has weak hands and feet now, and it took a long time to pry the barrel open.
There is no food in the barrel, but wine. Lin Rui tried it and sighed.
He really missed the taste. This is a poor quality soil shochu. In the underground heaven, he often drank the first free glass of inferior wine at Angel’s, and of course he never drank the second. This made Angel, a miser, slander.
Lin Rui drank the wine in the barrel. He is currently suffering from severe water shortage. Drinking can at least temporarily solve his needs. But he didn't dare to drink too much. He didn't know where the island was, and didn't know if there was any danger. It would be bad if it drank too much. After drinking, he took some more wine and cleaned the wounds on his body, hoping to disinfect it.
Finally he thought for a while and carefully covered the wine barrel. I don't know if he can escape smoothly, or if there is a source of water on the island. This barrel of wine is now his capital for survival and must be carefully protected.
Lin Rui worked hard to move his hands and feet, and felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot. He is still alive. This is not because his luck is particularly good, but because he has been tempered for a long time, and the pain and shock he can endure is beyond imagination.
The sun is shining, the beach is white and soft, the sea is blue as blue, the waves pat the coast with fresh and beautiful white foam, the sky is cloudless, and the earth is green. Fine wines, small islands, beaches, it’s like heaven here.
Lin Rui suddenly wanted to laugh. He remembered what Jason often said: if he makes enough money, he will buy an island, and spend a day with a few chicks in bikinis in the sun, soaking in the wine tank to live silly .
Unexpectedly, I enjoyed Jason’s retirement treatment ahead of time, but I lacked a few beautiful chicks. Lin Rui couldn't help laughing, and laughed loudly until tears shed from her smile. He looks crazy, but he is not crazy, he is just too happy. What can he do besides being happy if he can survive miraculously?
After laughing enough, he turned and walked towards the island. It seems that this place is undoubtedly a remote island. Many of the trees and flowers on the island are rarely seen before. There are many fruits on the banana tree. Look It looks like a big steamed bun.
After Lin Rui ate a banana, he became more uncomfortable with his thirst. After drinking to quench his thirst, he usually became thirsty again. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then walked forward, he actually found a clear spring. He didn't know until now that the odor of water was so sweet, it was far better than the best wine in Angel's shop.
After calming down, Lin Rui thought of a terrible thing: If no ships pass by, would I have to spend my entire life on this desert island?
Of course he was not reconciled, so he climbed on the shore and chose the tallest rock, sat on it and watched for several days, but did not see any shadow of the boat. Obviously, this deserted island is not on the route passed by the ship.
Lin Rui was still not reconciled. He turned out the gps locator on his body again, but there was no display anymore. After opening it, I found that the battery cover was already full of water. He threw the locator under his feet in frustration, "Damn modern technology, the most unreliable thing is these electronic instruments."
He thought of the communicator again. He didn't know if the communicator could still be used. If he could contact Cobain, he might be rescued.
He subconsciously reached out to touch the headphones on his ears, but found that the headphones had been washed away by the waves. When he was in the sea, the only thing he thought about was to survive, so he didn't care if the headphones were dropped. In addition, the battery of the communicator has long been filled with water, and it cannot be used even with a headset.
This situation made Lin Rui depressed. The only equipment he has now is the diving knife at his waist.
Then, he didn't want to kill with this knife. Only now did he know that apart from killing people, the knife had so many other uses.
Lin Rui cut off a few branches as supports and used palm banana leaves to build the roof. He actually built a not too ugly temporary shack beside the spring, and then went to find some soft grass to spread on the ground. It is enough for him to lie down and rest comfortably, without having to endure the scorching sun on the beach.
He lay in this temporary shelter, watching the sunlight leaking from the banana leaves, listening to the distant sea waves hitting the shore, suddenly felt his eyes wet, and a tear came down his cheeks. Over the years, he has not shed tears several times. But this is the second time on this island.
No matter what kind of disasters and sufferings he encounters, he is not afraid, and he dared to charge any bullets. But Lin Rui suddenly discovered that the most terrifying thing in the world turned out to be loneliness. A kind of loneliness that is empty, helpless, and feels that nothing can be controlled. This feeling of powerlessness and helplessness made him almost crazy.
Lin Rui was determined not to let himself think about this anymore, he had to leave here, he still had a lot to do. Early the next morning, he went to search along the beach, bringing back everything he could find. There was always something on the beach around the island. Because many floating objects in the sea will be washed onto the beach.
Maybe he could get some information from it, and he found nothing on the first day. And the next day, due to the change of wind direction, he found a lot of floating objects on the beach.
Dilapidated boxes, wine bottles, and packaging bags with blurred lettering. Lin Rui looked at all this carefully, and he understood that these things should have been blown in the direction of the wind. And since these things can float, it means that they are not far away from the mainland.
And based on the time he was floating on the sea, he could probably be sure that his distance from the mainland would not exceed two days, and the direction should be the position against the wind. In this way, I should be stuck on a deserted island in the northeastern sea of ​​Libya. Lin Rui was very satisfied with this speculation.