It was a terrible night, and Merianne's ancestors had no memory of what was happening behind him, but he felt himself being flung in a daze, and he instinctively clung to the mast that had fallen on the deck, and it was this action that saved his life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Because it wasn't long before their ship, of course, along with the pirates' ship, was struck by lightning, and then swept over by the waves and sunk into the sea.

When Merian's ancestor woke up again, he found that he was no longer floating on the sea, nor was the waves carrying to the desert island, but as if he had been taken to a very strange place.

Because the sky wasn't blue, it was gray, and it was so quiet, so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat, you know? In fact, if it weren't for the mast he was holding tightly, lying quietly beside him, and the still aching ribs, he would have wondered if he was dreaming.

Pulling the torn sleeves of his shirt hard, then tearing them into strips of cloth and hastily pricking the wounds, Merrien's ancestors staggered to their feet, and years at sea told him that he was not completely out of danger now. He had to figure out where he had been, and how he was going to ...... Go home, yes, go home, go home to the home that smells of bread and wheat, the home that has a gentle wife, and a childish child......

But what kind of place is this? Merrian's ancestors became more and more frightened as they went, knowing that he was also an old sailor, and he had never seen any kind of beach or port, but here, as God Almighty testifies, this could not be the landform of an island or reef at all, and of course, it was not like the interior, and it was too quiet......

Bending down, he gently picked up the dirt on the ground, which was very loose, in fact it was more sand than mud, very fine sand, and it was, to put it mildly, even a little finer than the flour they used to make bread at home, and there was not a trace of vegetation on the land. This is definitely not good news, you must know that even in the desert there are desert plants such as rhino horn and cactus, which means that there may be no water at all.

Little by little, her heart sank, looking at the sand that looked almost boundless, Merian's ancestor felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously touched his pocket, there was nothing in it, no water, no food...... , when he was almost completely desperate.

And at that moment, a small bulge not far from him caught his attention, and in a flat sand, even a slight bulge could easily lead to attention. Merliane's ancestor walked slowly towards it with unease and uncontrollable fear.

That small bulge slowly enlarged in front of his eyes, that shape, that was a- people!

There are people here!!

Merrian's ancestors were so excited that they almost cried, no matter who he was, no matter who he was, as long as it was a person, it was a great comfort to him at that time, and he couldn't understand how he felt at that time if he hadn't experienced the kind of quiet and empty situation as if you were the only one left between heaven and earth. Merianne's ancestors could rush and crawl in the direction of the man lying on the ground.

"God~" But when he saw the figure lying on the ground clearly, he couldn't help but gasp, because looking at the appearance of the person lying on the ground, and the dress, it was a pirate, and if nothing else, it was probably a member of the group of pirates who robbed their ship before.

Instinctively pulling the hidden dagger out of the leggings, Merlian's ancestor cautiously approached the pirate.

Ragged clothes, leather armor vests, Viking signature horned helmets, and tangled, thick arms, Merrian's ancestor Howe had no doubt about the power that lay within him, and if he was awake, he might have been able to break his neck with just one hand. After hesitating, swallowing hard, tightening the dagger in his hand, and gritting his teeth, Merrian's ancestor walked slowly towards the pirate, who did not know whether he was dead or alive.

Although the breathing was a little weak, the pirate was still breathing, and Merrian's ancestor put the dagger in his hand to the pirate's neck several times, but finally put it down, and finally gritted his teeth, put the dagger away, and helped the pirate up.

In the days that followed, Merliane's ancestors had rejoiced countless times that they had rejoiced in their momentary softness, because although it was cleansed, the Viking was not a vengeful person, and in this desert where there seemed to be nothing but sand, they let go of their former hostility, and the two became each other's dependence.

They had no water, and the only source of water was the small bottle of inferior spirits hidden in the Viking favor.

They found no food, and in fact, there was no living creature here except the two of them.

The only thing they were glad for was that although this area was like a desert, there was only sand, but there was no scorching sun, not only that, but in addition to the lack of any vegetation, the climate here could even be called very comfortable, and the suitable climate also allowed the two of them to save a lot of energy.

Although the wreckage of their ship's hull was found later on the way, and a few others, they did not see a second living person other than the bones of the shipwrecked crew or pirates. As their search expanded, they saw the wrecks of other ships, though they didn't look like older ships.

The two of them tried to collect everything they could, but unfortunately, food accounted for a very, very small part of the collected supplies, and it was then that Merrian's ancestors first discovered that no amount of gold or silver, no matter how precious the jewels, no matter how gorgeous the jewels, were sometimes more precious than a black loaf of bread or a small bottle of water.

Merliane's ancestors wrote in their diary: "I'm glad I didn't kill the Viking at the time, and in fact, without his presence, I don't think I would have survived in the end, the silence is endless, and the survival materials are dwindling day by day...... If he hadn't been encouraging me, maybe I would have gone crazy.

However, no matter how much the two of them save, that little bit of supplies will soon bottom out, and the threat of death will come again. (To be continued.) )