Celestial Masters Alliance

The reef has been completely exposed, and the shell meat I dried on the reef has been dried to a semi-dry texture, exuding a unique smell of seafood. I dived into the water to check, and sure enough, there was no sign of the big shells. They must have worked overtime to escape.

The shark who stayed in the shallow well finally became uneasy when he came into contact with the abnormally hot water. He kept screaming hoarsely at me. It was strange that he could scream so loudly without his tongue. If there were no tongue lice and the island could give me some more time, I might be able to tame it into a talking pet!

"Stop arguing! I'll go up the mountain to get water to heal your injuries right away. The food is gone, and I have to put you back into the sea tomorrow!" I walked to the shark's side and said, feeling inexplicably sad when I said these words. After tomorrow I am the only one left here, and I have to face the changes in the island alone.

In the evening, I lit a fire, which was bigger than the one Fatty and the others lit on the first day. I played music on my mobile phone and sat by the iron pot, looking at the sharks with their heads raised out of the water and spinning around the pot. Today is our day. It was the last time we got together, so to celebrate our farewell, I poured ten buckets of water into the iron pot. The water overflowed from the edge of the pot with the movements of the shark.

"You wasteful guy, do you know how far I walked just to get some water!" The shark paid no attention to me and just went about his business. I piled all the shell meat on the edge of the pot and shouted to the shark: "Eat to your fill tonight! I'll let you go back to the sea early tomorrow morning." The shark still ignored me and insisted not to eat in front of me, as if In order to protect your last dignity.

I returned to the tent, and now I didn't dare to stay by the fire at all. The outdoor temperature was already close to 43 degrees Celsius. No matter where I went, I felt like a bun in a steamer. The muggy heat caused my sleep quality to deteriorate. I dreamed of my grandma, mother, Xiaoba, Mu Mu, Shan Yu, and the person pretending to be Huang Xiao.

When I woke up, I was sweating profusely. There was music playing outside, the sky was already turning yellow, and the fire was not completely extinguished. As if to show off, the shark jumped out of the iron pot, spun in mid-air, and then fell back into the water. , causing a big splash of water.

"Don't you know how hard it is to fetch water? How dare you waste it like this!" I yelled, pulling the iron pot's ears and dragging it out of the shallow pit. Perhaps because of my anger, my strength was unexpectedly strong.

I dragged the iron pot to the seaside and yelled: "You useless thing, you have to wait for me every day. Do you know how much I have suffered for you! In order to heal your injuries, my arms are so fast that I can carry the bucket." It was dislocated, and there were several blisters on the soles of my feet. When I slept at night, it felt like I had stepped on a hot wheel. I threw you back into the sea today, and I am relieved. Without you as a troublemaker, I can be happy and comfortable by myself!"

The shark seemed to be frightened by my sudden rage, and stayed under the water without moving. When I found out that I didn't drag it into a shallow well, but dumped it directly into the sea, my face was full of confusion. Half of his body was above the water, staring into my eyes motionless. I started to pour water on it: "Go away! Annoying! I don't want to take care of you anymore! Go back and find your companions! Don't be stupid enough to drill into the aperture when you see it!"

The shark was startled and stepped back, always staring at me, not understanding what I was going to do. I picked up a stone from the shallows and pretended to throw it at it, and shouted: "Get out of here! You ugly monster, I feel sick when I see you!" I even pretended to be vomiting to show it, but this was all unnecessary, it didn't even think about it. I didn’t understand, so in the end I smashed the stone in my hand against it, causing a big splash of water. The shark was startled, looked at the splash, then looked at me, then turned around and submerged into the water.

As I watched the shark swim across the waves, I felt sad in my heart. Dejected, he dragged the iron pot back to the tent. The fire had been extinguished, but the music on my phone was still playing. I stared blankly at the pile of pearls pulled out of the shells. It was good now, I was alone.

When the sky was filled with red clouds, I checked the thermometer, which was 45 degrees Celsius, and it went up two degrees. Turn off the music, pack up and start going up the mountain again with the bucket. There is no need to go back and forth on this road today. The temperature on the mountain was obviously higher than that at the bottom. Just past the halfway point of the mountain, mist began to drift in and out of the forest. Was it miasma or water mist? I took off my clothes, covered my mouth and nose, and continued to the top of the mountain.

The further we went to the top of the mountain, the thicker the fog became. All the fog came from the bottom of the lake. I walked around the lake, tied a bucket with a rope and threw down the thick fog. When I picked it up, there was not a drop of water at the bottom of the bucket. Could it be that the lake water Evaporated overnight?

I feel that things are a little weird, and even if I go down the mountain to get all the equipment now, I don't dare to go down rashly. I had to sit by the lake for a while and then went down the mountain.

There were no sharks to take care of, and it was lonely and boring. I had no choice but to wander around the beach. Apart from finding that the sea water had receded drastically, I didn't find even a dead shell. What's even more strange is that the corpses of the sharks that were originally buried in the sand rolled up by the dragon's water have also disappeared.

I buried the body beside the reef, and I only sprinkled a shallow layer of sand on it. No matter how I dig now, no bones can be found. I confirm that I have not found the wrong place. Could it be that the sharks took advantage of the rainy night and took away all the corpses? Then why not take away the shark who is still alive in the shallow well? It’s really confusing.

In the afternoon, the fog finally rolled down from the top of the mountain like an avalanche. This kind of spectacle is really rare to see. Along with the fog came an unbearable heat wave. Looking at the water droplets condensing on my hair, I began to worry that there would be no fire to light tonight.

I hid in my tent. The heat was unbearable. I was obviously having difficulty breathing. I suspected that my blood pressure was rising. The thermometer soared to forty-nine, and the red line was still moving upward little by little. sky! Will I be steamed? This way of death is disgusting and dishonorable. Please find me a more dignified way to die.

correct! Those big trees! No matter how hot it gets, cool drops of water will ooze out from its skin. I quickly took off my clothes and pants, leaving only my underwear on and ran out of the tent. I hugged the tree pole nearest me. The coolness spread all over my body instantly. Regardless of the image, I stuck out my tongue and licked the branches along the tree. Drops of water falling from the pole. Comfortable! The body's functions also resumed operation as the body temperature dropped.

The fog continued, and the temperature did not drop even under the dark sky. I kept changing tree branches in the darkness, like a koala. It had been a rough night.

The water mist gradually decreased toward the mountain with the red light, the temperature continued to rise, and the dry air made me feel even more uncomfortable. I returned to the tent, found tools to cut open the tree poles, and replenished the water. And carry a bucket with you to ensure it can be replenished at any time.

I wandered around the beach where the water level had dropped a lot, watching the fog gradually dissipate on the top of the mountain. Soon the surrounding area was filled with the sweet smell of earth, mixed with the smell of grass. This smell can only be produced in the mountains, but why did I smell it before? Not yet?

Of course I knew it was safest to stay at the beach, but the curiosity in my heart was like a rabbit. It kept jumping around and made me uneasy for a moment. I had to pack my backpack and go up the mountain with a supply bucket to find out.

The mist dissipates and you can see directly to the bottom of the lake, which is strange! really weird! There are no obvious potholes at the bottom of the lake, and I haven't heard any movement. Shouldn't sinkholes usually make the sound of absorbing flood water?

However, the situation of the rocks at the bottom of the lake is even weirder. They are larger at the bottom and smaller at the top. The moss on the rocks is turning yellow and drying, but there is no moss from the middle to the bottom of the rocks. It looks like a naked body that has taken off its clothes. The moss on the top of the rock is peeling off quickly. At the bottom of the lake, the top of the rock is fifty meters away from the bottom of the lake, like a hill, artificial.

I walked around the lake and looked at the hill. It has seven floors, gradually narrowing upwards. The lower four floors are square, the upper three floors are round, and there is a small tower on the top.

I circled the shore of the lake five times, but I couldn't see any dead bodies of aquatic creatures at the bottom of the lake. Where did all the lake water go? It's impossible for everything to evaporate.

I started rummaging through my backpack, thinking about going down and taking a look.