The days of survival on a deserted island with the beautiful president

Chapter 925 Infiltrate the Camp
When a gust of cool wind blows, the pattering raindrops quickly fall into the grass.

In some low-lying places, the rain gradually took away some soil.

"click~"

With a clear thunder and lightning, the entire desert island fell into a moment of silence.

Meng Zitian, who was forced to do nothing, gritted his teeth and ran to a patch of grass. His head was drenched in rain, and he stopped slowly.

Seeing a particularly conspicuous tent placed not far away in a camp just ahead, Mencius's eyes widened with a serious expression.

Although he made up his mind to come here to hide from the rain, after all, he had seen the power of the old man before.

So much so that at this moment, even though the raindrops on his forehead were still flowing down his cheeks, he still looked over very cautiously.

"If this is caught, why not let it rain?"

The serious-looking Mencius even had a look of embarrassment on his face when he said these words.

No matter what, even at this time, saving his life is the most important thing for him.

Besides, the old man's whereabouts have always been very strange, so when he raised his head slightly and looked over helplessly, he began to feel a little nervous.

In the silent camp, when gusts of cold wind blew by, the tent cloth door, which was half covered, was gradually blown open by the wind at this time.

clothes, clothes!

Meng Zitian, who was still nervous just now, noticed the scene not far away.

In fact, he just guessed that the old man would have a lot of supplies here, but he had never been here before, so he never thought that there would be so many supplies here!

Seeing the piles of clothes being folded in the tent blown open by the wind, Meng Zitian, who was already drenched all over, opened his mouth in surprise.

"Fuck, is it so powerful?"

Even though Mencius was in the camp before, he said the same thing, everyone's precious supplies are also held in his hands.

It can be said that he has seen the world, but after seeing the scene in the tent, he was still shocked.

He was stunned in the rain, then slowly widened his eyes and looked over there.

His body was trembling all the time, and after seeing the pile of clothes, he was secretly happy all the time, as if he was receiving nectar after a long drought.

It was also for this reason that after being frozen for so long, he swallowed slowly.

Although this is incomparable to cold medicine, it is at least a scarce resource!

Besides, Meng Zitian, who had a bad cold, needed a lot of clothes at this time to keep his poor body temperature.

So when he was sullen and brave enough to look into the camp, he saw a small cave not far from the tent.

"There are caves here?"

After seeing the somewhat remote cave, the pale-faced Mencius immediately became vigilant.

After all, the cave looks very dark, it is a good place for Tibetans!

When Meng Zitian looked over, there was a hint of curiosity on his face.

He came to this camp for the first time, so he could only be cautious everywhere.

So much so that when his forehead was already starting to feel a little hot, he still looked hesitant.

Mencius, who dared not take a step forward, was actually more afraid of the old man.

With a serious face, he slowly stretched out his arm while looking into the cave.

After wiping off the rain, he felt a warmth on his forehead.

Really high fever?
When Mencius frowned reluctantly with a cold face, he immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the tent without hesitation.

And the piles of clothes that were just over there at this time became Meng Zitian's most extravagant thing.

Is it strange that you don't catch a cold after raining for so long?

When Meng Zitian muttered something in his heart, a hint of helplessness had already appeared on his face.

So that when he lowered his head, he saw his own clothes at a glance.

When he found that his clothes were completely soaked by the rain, he was in a hurry and immediately stretched out his two hands.

The hand that was trembling from the cold slowly reached the corner of his clothes.

"Wow~"

With the sound of dripping water, even Mencius himself did not expect that so much rainwater could be squeezed out of his clothes.

So much so that when he looked at the puddle of water under his feet, he immediately panicked.

This doesn't work, you have to change into dry clothes!

When thinking of this, Meng Zitian raised his head resolutely.

When the rain that fell on the grass blades dripped on his body, the stern-faced him stepped forward without any hesitation.

In the silent camp, apart from the pattering rain, there seemed to be no other sound.

Feeling a little surprised, Mencius then tiptoed towards the tent with a sullen face.

But at this time, he turned his head in an extremely complicated mood, and kept looking in the direction of the cave.

Mencius Tian, ​​who was afraid of getting killed, walked outside the tent and saw the shabby clothes at a glance.

He didn't dare to think about it at all, and then walked over without saying a word.

"Shu~"

With a pale face, he saw that hope was ahead, so he didn't dare to hesitate for a moment.

After all, under such circumstances, the most important thing is to have such a small nest.

He just got into the tent, then carefully raised his head and looked around his head.

Is it so strict?

After entering the tent, before he grabbed his clothes, he could see the difference at a glance.

Mencius, who lived in a tent before, didn't even know that such a tight tent existed.

When he nodded slightly, his gaze scanned the entire tent.

After all, the tent looked so dilapidated, but what made him feel unbelievable was that, not to mention the rain, not even a breath of wind could pass through the tent.

"Whoo~"

Just when Mencius was a little surprised, a gust of cold wind outside the tent immediately made a sound.

Hearing this sound, he nodded silently.

"This, this old man is so careful!"

He had already seen the tricks, and then he noticed that on the cloth door of the tent, there were three layers of clothes on the inside and three layers outside.

And such a scene immediately made Meng Zitian feel a little lucky.

After all, he has been drenched in the rain for so long, if not for the clothes in the tent, he really would not have come here to hide from the rain.

Isn't the cave next to it fragrant?
Seeing that the tent he was in was constantly swaying with the wind, there was no worry on his face.

(End of this chapter)