Chapter 644: Failure of Wilderness Survival (Part 2)

Arthur was standing at the top of the cliff, pulling the rope and lifting a basket of plump sea fish to the top of the cliff through the pulley device. After the basket came up, Hal took it and started to process the raw fish.

After scraping off the scales and removing all the internal organs, the fish was cut open from the abdomen, flattened, and rubbed repeatedly with the salt obtained before, and finally hung on the drying rack that had just been set up.

The four rows of racks were already full at this time, with pickled fish, pickled meat, half-dried fiber hemp ropes, and some fiber fabrics, all swaying slightly with the dust and wind on the island.

Schiller stood on the platform and looked up. Hal, who was debugging the pulley group, looked down and saw Schiller woke up. He waved and said, "Hi, professor, good morning."

Just as Schiller was about to speak, he heard a "sizzle" sound. He turned his head and saw Bruce sitting in a wooden basket like a cable car, coming from low to high on the platform.

Schiller looked at Bruce and asked, "What have you done? How did this place enter an agricultural society overnight?"

"No, we haven't started planting anything yet, but I just found some crop seeds over there. According to my observation, the fruits of the shrubs represented by these seeds are edible, and some can extract white pulp similar to glue. If we start planting now, we may need it in the future."

Schiller turned sideways and glanced at the cable car he came up. Bruce came from a low place, while the cave platform was high. Obviously, it was not using gravity. So Schiller asked, "Where do you get the power?"

Bruce said nonchalantly, "Go forward along this path and turn a corner. There is a small waterfall on the side of the cliff, which is very suitable for placing a waterwheel. The power provided by the waterwheel is insufficient, but it is enough for one person to move forward between the cableways."

Schiller put his hands on his waist and sighed. Looking from the platform into the distance, the wild and primitive scenery is no longer so simple. At least from the messy pulley lines, it can be seen that this place has gotten rid of the primitive Stone Age life and has entered the era of small peasant economy.

"Oh, yes, last night we made a hang glider, you can go and try it. By the way, we also fixed the salt pans and crystallization ponds, and made a few big pots to boil salt."

"In the first half of the night, we took out all the fish in the fishing traps. A total of about 6 kilograms of sea fish were harvested, and there were also some shellfish and crabs. Hal boiled them into sauce overnight and stored them."

"In the second half of the night, we made a pulley system, powered by a waterwheel, to transport goods on uneven terrain. Although we have to change lines and mount every time, it saves manpower."

"This morning, we have prepared the pickled meat and fish and dried them. In addition, I plan to extract oil from the fat of fish and use it as a lubricant for tools."

"I have already made a truck that uses pedals to generate power. Halfway, the next step is to lay the foundation and then start building the track. "

Bruce took out another basket of fish from the basket that carried him here, and then said: "Next, I plan to fully automate the food acquisition, so that the fish can be automatically converted into kinetic energy by waterwheels from going out to sea, to delicate processing, and then to classified storage."

"This may be a bit of waste wood. After all, a simple wooden transmission structure may require many complex parts, but it doesn't matter. I found traces of possible minerals in the rocks on the east side of the island. If all goes well, we will be able to start smelting iron soon..."

Schiller covered his forehead with his hand, took a deep breath, looked at the pulley line that shuttled between the woods, and the tropical rainforest that Bruce had cut down a large area, and he sighed deeply.

Schiller wanted to use nature to stimulate Bruce's emotional emotions, not to let him come here to climb the technology tree and become the king of rolls.

People always say that Batman and Green Arrow have similar personalities, but Batman has another characteristic that Green Arrow does not have, that is, no matter how poor the environment is, he can develop from scratch until he can produce outrageous technological equipment on the spot.

In this regard, Iron Man and Batman are more similar. Using those outdated equipment to piece together an epoch-making armor, shouldn't it be the basic skill of a genius?

Schiller just thought of this when he heard Bruce say:

"By the way, I heard from Arthur that you were attacked by Mexican drug dealers. In this case, I think it is necessary to set up some fortifications on the island..."

"Wait a minute, don't..."

"This morning, I explored the entire island and found the wreckage of a plane crash. I used the parts there to piece together a defense robot. It should be running now. If there is an enemy attack..."

Just then, Arthur shouted from above, saying, "Oh no! I heard from the killer whale that there seems to be a ship heading here. They are aggressive and may be looking for trouble..."

Oliver, who came over after hearing the sound, was still a little pale. He said seriously, "It may be the drug dealers who attacked me. They are extremely cruel and wiped out an entire village on this island a long time ago..."

"When I was hiding in the dark and observing them, they heard the noise, and their first reaction was to shoot. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I would probably be dead now."

Hal looked at Oliver's shoulder, and when he heard Oliver say that it was a drug dealer, he frowned and his face darkened.

Among these people, Hal's life and work schedule was the healthiest. As a pilot, he not only had to maintain a good physique, but also had to stay awake at all times. Although he was no longer a test pilot, this habit remained until now.

Therefore, let alone drugs, cigarettes and alcohol, he had nothing to do with them. Hal was very disgusted with these addictive substances, thinking that they would control his mind and make him make mistakes when he needed to concentrate.

When he heard Oliver say that these drug dealers actually massacred the people of an entire village, Hal became a little angry. Looking at the ship and the drug dealers holding guns on the ship, Hal subconsciously flew up and wanted to deal with them.

As a result, when he was halfway through the flight, he saw a pitch-black robot rushing out of the forest and shooting at the bottom of the ship. The ship began to slowly descend, and the drug dealers on it began to jump into the water in panic.

Bruce's program for the robot was naturally not to use lethal force, but who knew that after these drug dealers fell into the water, they saw a huge monster.

The black and white figure rushed towards them quickly. When they saw the shadow of the whale clearly, the leader was relieved because he knew that it was a killer whale, and killer whales generally would not actively attack people.

Then, he was bitten in two by the killer whale.

Looking at the red color on the sea, Arthur closed his eyes and tried to concentrate. He heard the low roar of the killer whale.

His face began to become heavy, and he turned to Schiller and said, "Remember what I said before? Killer whales usually appear in pairs or groups, but the killer whale that sent you here was alone, which is very strange..."

Seeing the scene in the ocean, Schiller also roughly understood that killer whales cruising in the Gulf of Mexico could easily run into these drug dealers' teams. Although these drug dealers make a living by trafficking drugs, it is hard to say that they will not hunt whales, because whaling is also very profitable.

Sure enough, Arthur said in a sad tone:

"He is a male killer whale who has just grown up. He was going to leave his mother and live alone, but just when they were about to part, they met a whaling ship..."

"His mother was killed by humans. According to him, the whaling ship was escorted by this group of drug dealers..."

"They are in cahoots." Bruce commented.

Although he did not kill people, he did not have to save the whaling drug dealers who fell into the water, so he just commented and turned back to the cave.

Hal flew back again, feeling a little heavy-hearted, because even though he couldn't communicate with the fish, he could still hear the orca's cry.

After landing, he sighed and said, "When I was in the seaside city, I heard about the legend of the whalers. People called them heroes and thought they conquered the strongest beasts in the world..."

Hal shook his head and sighed, obviously disapproving and disappointed with this behavior. At this time, Schiller walked up and patted his shoulder. Hal thought Schiller wanted to comfort him, but he heard Schiller say:

"You used your superpowers first, so you lost."

Hal covered his eyes. How could he forget this? Sure enough, the green light ability is used too smoothly, which will happen.

Just as he was about to accept the result with his head down, Bruce, who had already walked to Oliver's side, spoke from inside the cave:

"Your recovery ability is really good. Is the wound almost healed?"

"Yeah, I also think it's amazing. It was so painful last night that I suspected I fainted from the pain, but when I woke up this morning..."

Oliver lifted the clothes on his shoulder and stared at his shoulder with some doubts. The wound on it was almost healed. Except that the skin had not grown back completely, the crater left by the steel ball and the part that was ulcerated and infected before had completely disappeared.

Hal turned his head and stared at Schiller with an unfriendly look. Schiller said calmly: "Maybe Oliver has superpowers and super-fast recovery ability. Isn't this rare? Don't you have it too?"

Hal glanced at Oliver's face, which had regained its rosy color, snorted coldly, and said: "You win this time, doctor."

After that, he also walked in and began to ask Oliver about the specific situation of the drug dealers.

After breakfast, Arthur and Schiller went fishing at the beach. Although he knew that the wilderness survival-themed vacation trip might have been in vain under Bruce's speed, he could still enjoy the last period of tranquility and struggle one last time to see if he really couldn't catch any fish.

When they arrived at the beach, they found a reef standing in the water, used the fishing rod made by Arthur and the fishing line made by Bruce, and used the entrails of small fish as bait.

Schiller had just cast the rod when suddenly a shark head appeared on the sea. The two people standing on the reef were stunned. Arthur paused for a moment and then said:

"Don't worry, I have the ability to communicate with fish. Let me feel what this shark is thinking... Oh, he wants to bite you."

"Do I need to feel this????"

Schiller picked up the fishing rod angrily and turned to leave, but at this time, he saw a black shadow appearing in the distance of the sky, which looked like an airplane.

As the plane flew closer and closer, Schiller found that there was a small figure under the plane, holding up the plane with his hands.

Not only Schiller found the shadow of the plane, but Bruce, who was cutting trees outside, also saw it. He calculated the flight trajectory and landing point of the plane and walked quickly towards it.

When the plane landed, Schiller and Hal also arrived. Clark put the plane steadily on the ground. Seeing that several people on the ground were staring at him, Clark looked around, rubbed his hands and said:

"Don't look at me, I didn't come here, I'm just a courier..."

Bruce suddenly had a bad premonition, he took a step back slightly, and then a black shadow "whoosh" pounced on him.

A flock of seabirds were startled above the entire island, and a scream piercing the sky came:

"Dad-Dad!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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