Chapter 636: City and Wilderness (Part 1)

Before stepping onto the island, Schiller saw the island from a distance. This island in the sea close to Mexico is of medium size, but it is completely incomparable to the surrounding large islands.

But this island has a very big feature, that is, it is very far away from all the surrounding islands, at least it is not accessible by human beings by swimming.

This island can truly be called an isolated island in the sea. Like other tropical islands, it has white sandy beaches, coconut trees, seabirds flying around the island, and most importantly, the hot sunshine everywhere.

There are almost no four seasons in the tropics, so even though it is only April now, the scorching sun is already hanging high overhead, bringing excessive warmth to all creatures here. Arthur, who walked across the beach and stepped into the tropical jungle, looked at Schiller with some envy, who was holding a black umbrella.

Now he understood what the umbrella that the professor carried with him was for. It not only prevented rain, but also provided shade.

But obviously, the umbrella Schiller was holding was a single umbrella. Even if Schiller was willing to let Arthur under the umbrella, the umbrella could not cover two people. So, Arthur stopped walking and said, "Professor, wait for me for a moment, I will make an umbrella."

Schiller stopped, not understanding what he was going to do, Arthur ran to the side of a tree in two or three steps.

The tree looked very strange, not tall, but with a thick root, with many leaves like cattail leaves on it, and the whole was round. Each leaf was made up of many green strips. Arthur said while climbing the tree: "This should be a palm tree, but I don't know what kind it is."

He climbed up the tree, picked a few leaves, straightened the green strips, and then began to weave.

Arthur, who looked tall and burly, had excellent weaving skills. He wove three palm leaves together to form a very strange straw hat. He said, "All the children in Brucehaven know this skill. In addition to palm leaves, you can also use dried seaweed and bark that can be cut into fibers."

Arthur put the hat on his head, and the two continued to move forward, getting farther and farther away from the beach. The scenery here was more like a tropical rainforest, with dense plants and tall trees. The leaves of many trees almost blocked the sun, reducing the heat a little, but the more deadly humidity would make people's skin feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, after Schiller came on vacation, he changed out of the conservative suit, shorts, T-shirt and short-sleeved jacket, which was relatively adaptable to the environment here.

Not to mention Arthur, he took off his shirt directly, returned to the posture of fishing on the boat, broke off a fern, used the root as an exploration stick, and walked in with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

There is a cliff at the highest point of the island. Walking down the gentle slope of the cliff, you can see a clear gurgling stream. Various plants that are not common in gardening flowers and plants grow very luxuriantly in the small cracks of the rocks.

Between the branches of the bushes, a bird with colorful feathers flapped its wings and jumped to another bush, pecking at the lower part of the flower core with its mouth, as if looking for fruit. …

Suddenly, with a "whoosh", a stream of light flew by, startling the birds and butterflies in the bushes. With a "snap", the arrowhead was stuck in the ground, and a large lizard next to it instantly ran into the bushes and disappeared.

A sigh came from afar, as if disappointed with the failed hunt.

The shoes wrapped in leaves stepped into the stream, and one hand held the arrow, trying to pull it out of the soft soil. Unfortunately, the arm exerted a little force, and the unstable stone arrowhead fell off the arrow shaft.

The man holding the arrow shaft stood up. His upper body was wearing a somewhat strange piece of clothing, which was mostly made of palm leaves, but the palm leaves were fixed with white cloth. The cloth had very fine grain and should be made of a shirt. Judging from its softness, it should be an expensive shirt.

His lower body was a pair of shorts made of suit pants. Palm leaves were tied to his shoes and calves, and thick green strips were wrapped around the soles. They looked like they came from the same plant as the palm leaf that Arthur used to make his hat.

Looking up again, he had a slightly wild beard and his eyes were covered by a leaf.

He wore a very rough hat made of banana leaves on his head. The upper half of his face was covered by the leaves, but it was still visible that his lips and neck were sunburned, and the traces of skin keratin peeling were clearly visible.

He tried hard to break the arrow shaft, but he couldn't break it because he was very weak.

Under the clothes made of palm leaves and coconut leaves, you can see a white strip of cloth wrapped from his left shoulder to his armpit, and then wrapped several times along his chest. There are bloodstains on it. Obviously, this person has just been injured and is weak at this time.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he quickly bent his body, got into the bushes, and squatted next to a very lush plant. Through the leaves of the plant, he saw two figures walking towards this side.

He opened his mouth in surprise and was about to rush out, but paused, squatted back, squinted his eyes and looked at the two people.

Arthur put his feet into the clean stream, washing the sand and gravel he had brought from the beach before. He said: "That man can stay here for so long, water is essential. As long as we go up along the stream, we will definitely find his trace."

Schiller did not refute, but walked farther away from the stream. He looked up and looked forward.

The deeper you go into the rainforest, the more animals you see, birds with colorful feathers, frogs you can't name, lizards running past your feet, seabirds flying in the sky...

This place is so vibrant, but also very dangerous. The heat and humidity are not the most deadly things here.

Arthur, standing in the middle of the stream, stopped and said: "I heard the call of the whale..."

They squinted their eyes, concentrated their minds, squatted down, put their hands into the stream, and felt the information coming from the sea.

"Oh no, we have to find him quickly. The fish told me that the storm is coming!" Arthur's tone became low. He said, "I read in a fishing magazine that storms are frequent in the Caribbean Sea. This place is close to Mexico and the climate is similar. Tropical storms can come at any time..."...

Schiller's understanding of storms is probably a slightly magnified Gotham Night Rain, but Arthur denied his idea. He said, "Tropical storms are completely different from ordinary storms..."

"Tropical storms have extremely strong destructive power. Wherever they pass, everything is in a mess. Even if we are not blown away and killed like a tornado, we must be alert to the dangers that collapsed plants may bring..."

"In a storm, even a rolled-up palm leaf may become a murderous knife."

Hearing this, Schiller walked faster than Arthur. Although he was not in any danger of life in the storm, anyone could imagine that once the storm came, without a safe shelter, he would be blown like a dog.

Schiller was here for vacation, not to experience the cruelty and ruthlessness of nature. He just wanted to find the unlucky guy as soon as possible, then repair the boat and leave.

As it turned out, his idea was good, but God didn't think it was a good idea.

In just one minute, the sky darkened. The original scorching sun suddenly disappeared. The dense rain clouds blocked all the sunlight. Thunder came from a distance. The wind blew through the tall trees and blew on people's faces, bringing the unique raw smell of wet soil.

Just when Schiller was about to disperse into a gray mist and start a large-scale reconnaissance, Arthur suddenly stopped and turned to look at a bush beside him. Schiller heard him say: "Don't hide, I see you!"

"Don't come over!"

A figure came out from behind the bushes. He was holding a homemade bow and arrow in his hand, and there was a very simple arrow on it. The arrowhead on it looked like it had a quarrel with the arrow shaft, ready to run away from home at any time.

Schiller looked at the man in front of him. Even though most of his face was covered by palm leaves, he could still see that the skin on his exposed hands was very delicate and his fingers were well maintained. He didn't look like a fisherman, but a rich man who lived a life of luxury.

Arthur was shocked by his appearance. After all, he only got a specious story from the fish, and he had never seen the real Robinson. Suddenly, Arthur reacted and said, "No, calm down, we are here to save you..."

But the man on the other side didn't relax his vigilance at all. He still pointed his bow at the two of them and said, "You are accomplices of the previous group, right?"

"Relax, don't be nervous." Schiller walked forward and said.

The man first glanced at Schiller, but finally fixed his eyes on Arthur. Arthur said, "I am a fisherman, I come from Brudhaven..."

After saying that, he looked down at himself. His overly burly figure and the tattoo on his arm seemed to tell that he was not a good person. Arthur sighed, looked at the person opposite and said, "Whether you believe it or not, we are here to save you."

"How did you get here?" the man asked.

"I drove the boat here." Arthur replied, "

"We first flew to California, got off the plane in Seaside City, and then came here by boat..."...

The man seemed more alert, and at the same time he said with some disdain, "Driving from California to here, do you think I am a fool? Do you know how far this is?"

"Uh... I am quite good at driving a boat, and the sea water will help me. That, put down the bow and arrow first, the storm is coming, we have to find a shelter quickly, otherwise it will be dangerous! "Arthur tried hard to communicate with the man on the other side, but it was obvious that he was not very good at this job, and the man on the other side became more and more vigilant.

Schiller put away his umbrella, poked Arthur with the tip of the umbrella and said: "You mentioned on the plane before that in addition to being able to talk to fish, you have some other abilities. Why not show them off. "

Arthur hesitated and said, "Actually, I can't control it very well, but... okay, you see it clearly..."

After that, Arthur stretched out a hand, closed his eyes, frowned, and tried to concentrate. The man opposite him didn't know what he was going to do and took a step back slightly.

But soon, a surprising scene happened. The water in the stream began to float slowly, and a water dragon raised its head from the stream, and then formed a shield around Arthur.

Arthur opened his eyes and exhaled. He waved his hand again, and the shield turned back into ordinary water drops and fell to the ground.

Feeling the coolness brought by the splashing water, the man opposite finally raised his head, took off his palm leaf hat from his head, looked directly at Arthur and said, "Who are you?"

"I said, I'm a fisherman, but I can communicate with creatures in the sea. I learned about you from the fish. I came to save you..."

And Schiller interrupted their conversation. He looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds and flashing lightning. He said:

"Hurry up, the storm is coming."

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