Divine Desert Island Survival System

In the scorching sun at noon, the best enjoyment is lying in a hammock, blowing the sea breeze, and drinking cool coconut milk.

Zhao Yunxiang made a comfortable hammock in a very short period of time. The material of the hammock is vines. It was a bit cramped at first, but it became comfortable after covering it with palm leaves.

"Zhao Yunxiang, do you want to go to the beach together and find some marine garbage?" Han Qianluo walked over. To cool off, Teacher Han combed her shawl and hair high and tied it into a high ponytail.

Such a teacher Han looks heroic and heroic, with a hint of heroine spirit, which makes people want to have fun!

Recently, I haven't been to the beach for a long time. Usually, Zhao Yunxiang is very reluctant to go to the beach at noon, because it is very hot at this time.

Because the seaside air is very good, here is a deserted island, there are few people, and the purity of the sky is dozens of times that of the city.

As a result, the sun's ultraviolet rays are extremely strong. It is estimated that the neck will be peeled after being exposed to the sun for a long time.

"But...it's very hot!" Zhao Yunxiang was a little greedy for his hammock, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed that Teacher Han wanted to trick him away so that the twins could come up.

You know, the twins are very jealous of this little hammock.

"Look, this is the shawl I wove out of palm leaves!" Han Qianluo took out two sets of shawls, which were similar to the coir raincoats in ancient times, and looked rather bulky.

Moreover, on these two sets of equipment, there is also a hat, which is also made of palm leaves, and it is so green!

"This hat is a little green!" Zhao Yunxiang grinned. Fortunately, his last girlfriend broke up a few days before the trip. Otherwise, after the shipwreck, he might be green!

Fortunately, my old Zhao is witty!

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"Don't pick it!" Han Qianluo complained helplessly, "You can take all these into consideration for a sunshade hat."

"Fuck, big sister, do you still need to think about it? I'm not blind." Zhao Yunxiang said with a twitch of his mouth.

"Aren't you blind?" Han Qianluo flicked his waist-length single ponytail, and said with some resentment, "I'm already in a ponytail, don't you understand?"

"..." Zhao Yunxiang froze on the spot, I really don't know the special meaning of the single ponytail because there are as many as 30 daughters.

"Let's go, go to the beach!"

At Han Qianluo's invitation, the two barefooted and grinning as they walked past the sun-baked beach.

Finally came to the beach!

Putting your feet into the cool sea water, it feels really refreshing, but the sun is a bit dazzling, and the shawl made by Han Qianluo on your body is a bit heavy, and it's tied up in a panic.

After all, it is made of palm leaves. This kind of leaves are needles and prick people.

There is a lot of marine debris scattered on the beach that has not been searched for several days.

Bottles, foam, battered fishing nets, tangled fishing lines.

Today's harvest is very rich, and the fishing net and fishing line about 5 meters square are treasures.

Of course, in addition to these, I found something else, and even found a tightly packed syringe!

"My God, the syringe!" Zhao Yunxiang looked at the syringe in the hard plastic package, thinking of his sad childhood!

"It's still new, it's the cleanest!" Han Qianluo was also happier, what is the happiest thing about picking up trash?

Undoubtedly picked up something new!

"Clean?" Zhao Yunxiang shook his head, "Not necessarily, this kind of thing is not clean."

"The syringes have been strictly sterilized, why are they not clean?" Han Qianluo asked with a frown.

"When I was in junior high school, I worked as a summer worker in a medical equipment factory.

Knowing the environment inside, this kind of syringe is really not clean. "Zhao Yunxiang began to explain.

"The needles of the syringes are all coated with turtle oil to prevent rust. After all, this one is made of iron, and the others are made of plastic, which is made by dissolving plastic particles by a machine."

Han Qianluo nodded and said, "Isn't this very clean?"

"Dirty is on the packaging!" Zhao Yunxiang unpacked the syringe and took out the syringe. "I used to be a packer when I was working on summer vacation. It cost 1 yuan to pack 10 catties of syringes."

"It's so cheap..." Han Qianluo was shocked, the syringe was less than half the weight, how many bags would it take to pack 10 catties!

"That's not the key!" Zhao Yunxiang showed his skillful packaging of syringes, "Because when packaging, the packaging bags are all new, and they are pressed together like a piece of paper. You have to hold the syringe like this and stuff the end into it. the mouth of the bag, and then stare with the index finger where the needle of the syringe is."

"What's wrong?" Han Qianluo looked at Zhao Yunxiang stuffing the syringe in, it looked normal, there was nothing strange about it.

"Some syringes do not have the cover on the needle, that is to say, the needle is completely exposed." Zhao Yunxiang said, "Doing an action for a long time will form a skillful inertia, and sometimes grab the syringe. , Just use your index finger to push the syringe in, and many times you will encounter one without a cap, so the needle of the syringe will stick into your finger."

"It hurts, right?" Han Qianluo's pretty face twisted slightly.

"It hurts very much, because there is turtle oil on it!" Zhao Yunxiang said, "The packer will not remove the needle that pricked his finger. At most, he will find a cover to cover the needle."

"Is the probability high?" Han Qianluo asked seriously, staring at Shui Lingling's big eyes.

"3%" Zhao Yunxiang said, "About 3% probability, I don't know about other companies, at least the packers in our medical equipment factory will not replace the needles that pierce fingers."

The current factory has long since closed down. It is said that the chairman is obsessed with building mountains and temples.

Later, because masks made money, they started making masks again. When the masks stopped making money, they were still in a state of bankruptcy.

"This syringe, it's useless for us to keep it." Han Qianluo glanced at the syringe. What's the use of this?

Inject medicine?

Where did the potion come from?

"Keep it, it's very useful!" Zhao Yunxiang pointed to the shelter, there is a delicate job that needs to be solved by you.

The food reserves are very abundant now, there are at least a hundred catties of bacon, the bacon of the tuna is almost eaten up, the dehydration index of the bacon of the sharks has been reached, and it is now being stored in the shelter.

The python's bacon still needs to dry for a while!

Now that the food reserves have reached a certain level, it is time to start making tools.

Python skin needs to be tanned, which requires a chemical powder!

To build a kiln, it is necessary to fire several pottery pots for use, and the things harvested later can be stored in pottery pots.

The honey in the hive has to be extracted. Although this kind of thing will not spoil, it is not good to leave it outside. .

The two were discussing by the sea, and Lin Qingyu's voice came from the shelter.

"Brother, come back quickly, what's over there!"

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