What relieved his worries was a cave on the cliff on the north side of the mountain mausoleum. Quan Hao accidentally discovered it on the way to the forest and the campsite. The cave was about ten meters away from the ground. Because there was a rock platform protruding half a meter below it, he had never discovered it while walking under the mountain mausoleum. The thick fog on the island forced Quan Hao to develop the habit of finding reference objects. However, the success and failure of the fog were thick and thick. The reason why he could find the cave was due to the breaking path in the fog.

The cave is only one meter high. Quan Hao climbed up the stone platform along the protruding rock and found that it was about three meters deep inside and outside. Unfortunately, at the innermost end of the cave, a stone pillar protruded from the rock and pierced to a place only half a meter from the entrance of the cave. The column body occupied the middle of the cave. A cave that could accommodate people to sit was squeezed into a size that could only lie down. The stone pillar was thin in front and thick in the back, the tip was only the same as the human arm, and the diameter of the root was thirty centimeters. Quan Hao tried to shake it, but he couldn't shake it at all. However, he really liked it. This cave could not only be a refuge, but also a relay station for him to travel through the north and south islands. The location was so ideal that he was reluctant to give up.

Later, Quan Hao thought of a solution, and also learned from the ancients' methods of digging rocks. He first burned with fire, and then poured cold water on it. According to the principle of thermal expansion and contraction, the stone became very brittle after a few times. He then knocked with stones and could break it with a few force. The stone pillar was destroyed little by little, and all the gravel was thrown outside the cave, and in the end, only half a meter long piece was left. Quan Hao couldn't knock it anymore. The area of ​​the cave was enough for him to sit, so he stopped.

With this cave, Quan Hao no longer has to worry about the attack of wind and rain. He also moved some coconuts and dried salted fish into the cave as a spare grain storage point. The firewood was also prepared. After that, when he passed by, he often climbed up to rest and sat at the entrance of the cave to look at the sea. Sometimes he would stay here on a whim or the weather was not good. The only bad thing in the cave was that there was always moisture, and Quan Hao had to light a fire every two or three days to dry the moisture.

He also named the cave - the Granite Palace. That's right, it's the one in "Mysterious Island". Although he neither knew Granite, the cave that could only bend over and go in and out could not see how "Palace" looked like. He gave this name to encourage himself with the experiences of the five protagonists written by Verne, and was more or less ridiculed himself. After all, in the Mysterious Island, five prisoners from the 19th century fled to the deserted island and soon made glass and mills. In the end, even telegrams were set up. It can be said that they brought civilization to the deserted island. But he, a person a hundred and fifty years later, was still rushing for food and accommodation. In addition to the few modern tools he carried with him, he almost returned to the wilderness. The gap between people was too big.

In a blink of an eye, Quan Hao had been on the island for twenty days. His skin was brown and his hands were called into pieces. He spent almost all of his time in the storage room and residence these days. Occasionally, he caught fish and explored. The noon sun slowly turned south from above his head, indicating that the direct point was moving south. But the heat on the island did not decrease at all.

The big turtle had been released by him, just on the seventh day after he went to the island.

That afternoon he went to feed the turtle as usual, but found that the turtle had its head hanging down and did not eat any fresh fish.

I was sick? Quan Hao touched the turtle's neck with the tip of his spear, but he didn't react at all. He poured a pot of fresh water on his head, but there was still no movement. Could it be that he was dead, right? He was fine yesterday.

He really planned to let the turtle go when it was almost out of reach, but he didn't want to kill it. Seeing the turtle motionless, Quan Hao was a little sad. He had been feeding it in time these days, and he didn't forget to rehydrate the turtle. He just wanted to keep it for a few more days. Unexpectedly, there was still some negligence. Perhaps it was because of the hot weather, or perhaps the turtle had nutrients that needed to be replenished. In short, it was already dying. Quan Hao couldn't bear to lie down here with his feet facing the sky and turned it over with force.

"It's my fault. You shouldn't force yourself to leave you on land. If you're still alive, crawl back into the sea."

As soon as he hit the ground with all his feet, the turtle immediately put away the pretended death set, ignored everything, and crawled into the sea in a hurry. It seemed that he couldn't wait to escape from the Great Devil.

Being fooled.

Quan Hao was deceived by a turtle. He rushed up and rode on its back and stepped hard. The big turtle knew that there were more people on its back, but he didn't care about it and just crawled with his head.

Seeing that the sea was getting closer and closer, Quan Hao felt uneasy. If he was carried into the sea by a turtle and turned over, he would be stunned. Moreover, he was in a different position in the sea. If the turtle holds a grudge and bites him and drags it into the sea, he will be even more worried about his life. He must go down immediately.

No, I will leave a mark for you no matter what I say.

Quan Hao took the dagger and engraved two words on the back of the turtle - the divine turtle. Time was tight, so he couldn't think of any good words. He had to think of something. And because of the bumpyness, the words were crooked. After writing the words, he rolled and fell into the knee-deep sea water. The big turtle had stretched out its oar-like limbs, and slipped away without looking back while paddling the water head.

Next time I will be hit by me, and you will have good fruits to eat. Quan Hao raised his fist and said hatefully.

Another thought: No, can I become a person who writes and draws a random painting in a tourist place and carves "just a trip here"? It's over, it's a slander for the country. And at most, others are at home and abroad, and I'm engraving them in another world. Wouldn't it be a sin to be even more serious?

Quan Hao, who was deeply guilty, got up from the water and patted his butt and went to play.

The big turtle ran away, and Quan Hao was left on the island. No one was with him, and loneliness surged like crazy weeds. He had to pass the time with work. After building his residence, Quan Hao tied up wooden rafts again. It took another three days to tie the wooden rafts. In other words, Quan Hao had been on the island for twenty-three days. At this time, he wanted to go back.

Loneliness is one aspect. I haven't talked to anyone for almost a month, and I feel my mouth is dull. I eat seafood every day on the island, and I have eaten enough of the best things. Now Quan Hao wants to vomit when he smells the fishy smell. He says he doesn't eat or not, and only one box of chocolate left. In addition, the dagger is so blunt that it's almost impossible to cut open the fish meat. The rope is exhausted. The most important thing is that the lighter's air storage room is almost gone, and there is only one box of safety matches left. If you continue to stay, you might have to live a day of eating raw meat and drinking blood. You must prepare for it in the future.

On the 25th day after landing on the island, Quan Hao cleaned the straw shed and put all the things he could not take away into the cellar. He looked at his place for nearly a month and carried his packed backpack on his back. He stepped onto the brand new wooden raft.

There were two oars and one wormwood on the wooden raft, both of which were made by him now. Use wormwood in shallow water and use oars in deep water. Because the oars were not well made, it took almost an hour before they could reach the time and space gate.

Quan Hao's heart pounded again, and he didn't know where the next stop would go. This feeling of powerlessness was very tormenting. The last time was the same as the first world I traveled through this time, and the second world I traveled through to Liuguang City last time. If it was the same this time, it would mean that the time and space gate traveled through a fixed route. Liuguang City cannot stay, and I don't know what the battle will be like for so long. I have to travel twice immediately to return to my home on Earth. Of course, this is the conclusion drawn based on a fixed route. If the next world I traveled through is not Liuguang City, it will be a headache and everything will be pushed back and started over.

Don’t think about it, you have to wear it anyway. Quan Hao said to himself. But he still couldn’t help but wonder, what is the next world?

He almost passed through the time and space gate with a rush. Quan Hao had already had experience, and the more he thought about it, the more he became, the more he was confused, but he just couldn't help thinking. It would be better to cut the mess quickly than anything else.
Chapter completed!