My desert island eating chicken system

Chapter 83 Deserted Island Day 46 Diary

In fact, Luo Yang didn't realize how bad it was. On the deserted island, no one looked at his face. At most, he looked a little weird. He felt good when he looked in the mirror, as long as he didn't scare others.

No, it should be said this way, it would be even better if it could scare others to death, so Luo Yang would not need to make a move every time, just find a mask, and the next time you see someone take off the mask, you will directly scare the other person to death.

Back at the camp, Luo Yang picked up the grilled fish that he had thrown on the ground and ate it. Now there is no such thing as being unhygienic, as long as you can eat enough.

There are many tree trunks next to the tent, all of which were sawed into sections by Luo Yang and the others and pulled back.

These tree trunks are very big and thick, and Luo Yang didn't intend to make them into wooden boats. The small pieces of wood were cut up, used as supports, and divided into pillars for release one by one. Lao Wang put them all next to the cave. When the distance of one meter was expanded in the cave, Pharaoh went in with a bracket to fix it once.

As for other large pieces of wood, Luo Yang is going to cut them into planks, and the specifications of the previous "home" have increased a little. Bottles of drink, bandages and medicine, everything else is too conspicuous.

After finishing the meal, it was only 49:[-] in the evening. Luo Yang got up alone, picked up the ax in his hand and walked towards the wood, and waited for him with a thunderbolt. After the busy work of the day, Lao Wang and Chen Yuhan did not have much energy. The two of them watched Luo Yang walking back and forth.

Luo Yang has no way to separate this whole piece of wood, so Luo Yang splits it directly from the middle, using as much force as possible carefully, so as not to damage the wood itself, so as to make as many planks as possible, or Avoid running laps in the woods.

In the forest where Luo Yang is located, all the leaves are dark green, and along the way, some forests have orange red in addition to dark green, but the trees are not tall.Can't hide.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Luo Yang made four wooden planks, each three meters long, a little over two meters wide, and three meters in diameter, and the final one was only two meters wide. Now, if you don't pay attention, it is really possible that, like Robinson Robinson, only one plank can be made from a tree.

The four planks were leaned against the mountain by Luo Yang, and when more planks were made, Luo Yang and Lao Wang started to build the house, but there are too few planks now.

"Old Wang, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Diary."

Luo Yang: "How often have you started keeping a diary?"

"I keep a fucking diary. If I kept a diary, I would write on the paper every day, what my Wang ate and where I slept on a certain day in a certain year." Old Wang laughed at himself. Speaking of this, he threw the notebook in his hand to Luo Yang.

Luo Yang took the notebook, and there was a person's name written on it, Jiang Jun.

Frowning, he turned to the first page. There were some company materials, and some customers' hobbies. When he turned to page No. 18, Luo Yang saw the diary of this person after he landed on a deserted island.

"November 28th, the first day on the deserted island, there was no food, and I fell into a forest with a dozen people. I don't know where it is. There are very powerful beasts in the forest, which look like leopards. But there are fangs, and snakes that change color, and many people have been poisoned to death by snakes."

"November 29th, the second day on the deserted island, we killed a snake. We had no food. In order to survive, we ate the snake. One person accidentally cut his hand by the snake's teeth. After a while Yes, died. I got a piece of snake meat, and for this piece of snake meat, I tried my best."

"November."

The records that Luo Yang read stopped abruptly the day the camp was wiped out by Luo Yang. He also knew who this person was, the camp leader who was trampled to death by him in the end. This person was also a cautious person at the beginning. I thought in my heart, as long as I can get out alive, I can bear it.

However, the long-standing repression, the rights of the leader, the absence of work every day, the presence of women in his arms, the need not to be beaten and scolded by others, and the temptation of various aspects and conditions, a new leader was born. It is necessary to sigh with emotion how a small pawn became a general, because people will always change, they have changed in the past, they are changing now, and they will also change in the future.

Luo Yang read this diary as if he had read a wild history, and then threw it to Lao Wang. In fact, Luo Yang had seen many people write diaries before, because there were so many things that he couldn’t tell others, so he could only be alone. Write it in a diary, pour out your unhappiness, and keep hope for yourself.

But Luo Yang doesn’t need it, life is doomed to endure loneliness, loneliness is inevitable, as Zhou Guoping said, “The soul can only walk alone”

Be it lovers, partners, or other close friends, souls can never travel together.

As long as there is hope for tomorrow, even loneliness can be tolerated. Luo Yang feels that he should not use the method of writing a diary to relieve his worries, unless it is some necessary time or other important information.

"A solitary person is either a beast or a god." Aristotle explained the solitary person in this way. Luo Yang feels that he is good at doing the former or the latter.

"I didn't expect this person's life to be quite rich in the past few dozen days." Old Wang continued to look down from the place he hadn't finished reading just now.

"If you get out of this forest, you will find that life is richer. You can think of everything you can't think of. Just like this, I only thought it was a superstition before, and it has been completely overturned since I was cursed. My previous concept." Luo Yang pointed to his face and said.

Chen Yuhan saw that the two people were talking with such gusto, so she also leaned over and took a look at the diary.

Luo Yang was interrupted by this, and suddenly remembered that he still had a book. This book was taken out of the cabin in "Wonderland", and there seemed to be a netizen hanging up on it.

Luo Yang took out this book from the tent. After opening it, it looked like a fairy book. It was written in Xiaozhuan. Luo Yang could only know what typeface it was, but it was too difficult for him to read it. He could only guess while reading it. They are all in the same line, and there will be no situation where English and Russian are completely incomprehensible, and some characters are pictographic.

"What is Haiji?" Luo Yang took the cover of the book and glanced at it and said, there was no way he didn't know the first word.The handwriting on it is a bit blurred due to time.

Opened the book, the first page, no words.

The second page is the text.

(End of this chapter)