The watch only indicated 7:35, and it was still early. The fog was thick and there was no wind. According to past experience, this level of fog would not dissipate within two and a half hours.

The watch is two new mechanical watches Quan Hao bought. Different brands and models are all on his right wrist. It is his only accurate timing tool in the island world. It seems that the accuracy is not accurate, because he cannot determine whether the day in the island world is really twenty-four hours. He can only draw a rough conclusion by observing the sun set and the maximum sun altitude angle at noon when the watch is walking. The conclusion is that the day here is not much different from the earth. He also cannot get the correct moment of the island world at twelve o'clock and 0:00 in the evening, which requires accurate measurement tools. So now the 7:35 o'clock on the watch is only about the time. He brought two watches to prevent a certain piece from moving inaccurately, and with comparison, he can find it in time. Originally, Quan Hao thought he was quite thoughtful, but today's situation reminded him that he needed a luminous watch for darkness.

Sitting and resting Quan Hao couldn't help but wonder what the intelligent creatures in this world should look like. Since yesterday when he discovered the canoe, the same problem has troubled him countless times. He felt that it was the greatest possible for humans, because many known creatures in the island world can be found on the earth. Since other creatures on the earth have, as long as time permits, it should be natural for humans to appear here. However, according to Darwin's evolution wheel, creatures in different places will develop different physical characteristics according to local actual needs. If "Evolution" also works in the island world, wouldn't it mean that this place is not much different from the earth? Or maybe it is really the same?

Thinking about the problem, Quan Hao had to stand up and continue patrolling. He walked on the beach again but still had no harvest. He felt a little thirsty, so he went to the coconut forest to pick up a coconut.

There were more than a dozen coconuts that had not been taken away in a few days, and they were lying on the ground in a row. Quan Hao was now very skilled in dealing with coconut shells. He easily pried open the crack with a dagger and started drinking in big gulps. Just as he was drinking happily, he suddenly caught a strange sound in his ears. At first, Quan Hao didn't care. When he realized that the sound was coming from the sea, he immediately choked by the coconut juice. He quickly threw the coconut and spit it clean. He covered his mouth tightly and refused to make a cough. At the same time, he took a big breath, and when the urge to cough calmed down, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, hoping to gain something. But after another five minutes, there was nothing except the waves.

Quan Hao tried hard to recall the sound, as if it was a turtle. He couldn't say whether it was a turtle. Because he didn't pay attention at first, the impression in his mind was very blurred. He was not even sure whether the sound was really heard by his ears or was it purely his illusion.

He could only hold the spear tightly and step by step towards the possible direction of the sound. The waves did not stop him from moving forward, and soon Quan Hao stood in the knee-deep sea.

One stop took half an hour. He was like a stone statue, motionless and letting the sea water wash his knees. During this period, Quan Hao did not notice any movement, but his intuition told him that he would not have to wait too long.

In a vague way, Quan Hao heard the sound of waves slashing not far ahead. His ears moved, and the direction of the waves was usually smooth, because the sea surface was flat. The sound of hitting often means that the road was blocked and there were obstacles on the sea. At this time, there were not many things that could become obstacles.

A little darker shadow appeared in the fog. Quan Hao grabbed the spear nervously, bit his lower lip and stared at it tightly. The color of the shadow became heavier and gradually revealed his true appearance from the fog. A canoe came silently with the water. The boat was empty, and there was no figure yet.

But this did not make people feel at ease. A little closer, a very unreasonable bulge on the port side attracted Quan Hao's attention. When he looked carefully, his heart immediately jumped up. It was an arm, with an upper arm hanging on the side of the ship, and his forearm drooping downwards without moving.

Quan Hao held his breath and decided that as long as the creature on the ship did not move, he would not move. The other party might be asleep, or had any other meaning. But Quan Hao was sure that the initiative was on his side, and that arm looked very thin, not like he had a very aggressive look. He was temporarily unmoved, and perhaps he could collect more information. What he was afraid of was that more than a dozen ships could not resist it. But the threat of a lonely canoe was greatly reduced. When safety was guaranteed, attack was not Quan Hao's first choice. After all, he was not hostile to this world.

Until the canoe reached about thirty meters away from him, he frowned again. The arm was different from what he thought, with bones wrapped around it, and was as thin as dry firewood. The skin on the arm was dark and wrinkled, and it was attached to the forearm bones. It looked like there was no elasticity at all, and it seemed that it could be torn off the bones with a little force. The small palm was black and green, and it was also dry and without flesh. The knuckles of the five fingers were clearly visible.

No matter how you look at this arm, it doesn’t seem to be a healthy person. Even if the owner of the arm is still a living person, you have to ask a question.

The canoe had reached its side, but there was still no movement. If it was not blocked, it would slip past. Quan Hao hesitated and stretched out his spear and trolled the boat in his direction. The boat turned slightly and leaned towards him. Quan Hao looked in with courage.

Even though he was mentally prepared, what he saw in front of him still had a great impact. A thin and small body lying in the canoe, which was only eight or nine years old. He was almost a skeleton, and even men and women could not tell that it was probably a woman from her sparse and yellow hair. Her eye sockets were deep, her lips were cracked and tight, her cheekbones were towering, and her fleshless cheeks were deeply sunken. She wore a dirty outer cover that could no longer be seen in material. Because she had worn it for a long time, she had been unable to look like a lot. There were several holes in her shoulders and ribs, revealing the dark skin inside. The outer cover could only cover her knees. Her calves and feet were naked, and there were sores on her legs.
Chapter completed!