10. Oppression

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After the incident happened, Song Wenbin began to think about how to break Huo Yu's violent framework. However, after thinking about it, he found that he had no way to break it. On this deserted island, there was neither a police station nor an arbitration institution. Violence turned out to be The only thing he could rely on.

Unable to resist the violence, he had no choice but to surrender. Song Wenbin took a stick and wandered out into the wild to start building a toilet.

It was said that he was building a toilet, but in fact it was just to mark out two areas for toileting and then surround them with branches and banana leaves. This was the only thing Song Wenbin could do.

He doesn't know how to build a toilet with his bare hands.

However, due to his inner resentment, Song Wenbin built the women's toilet on a piece of grass with some dead branches and sharp thorns, and he built his men's toilet on a vacant beach on the grass, so that after he finished defecating, he would The waste can be buried with sand.

After building two simple fences, Song Wenbin got two pieces of cardboard, wrote male on one and female on the other, and inserted them on the outer walls of their respective toilets.

Although the two toilets were simple, it was already noon after finishing the work. Song Wenbin wandered back to the camp, hoping to get some rice to eat. After he went back, he saw Sutina. She was shaking her head at the phone and listening to Russian songs.

While listening to the song, she also took a few old coconuts and cut them on the stone. The meat of the old coconuts was chopped finely by her and placed on the small stone slab to form a hill.

After cutting it, she got a wooden stick from nowhere and started pounding the coconut meat.

Song Wenbin didn't know what she was doing, so he walked up to her and asked, "Aren't you going to collect fresh water? Why are you cutting coconuts here?"

"Ah..." Seeing Song Wenbin coming, Su Tina turned off the music and said, "You came just in time. I want to collect fresh water, but I don't have bottles. There should be a lot of bottles on the beach. Go and help me collect a few." Come back."

Song Wenbin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he saw that she didn't hesitate at all when giving orders.

"I'm going to collect the bottles, what are you doing here?"

"Haha~" Sutina clapped her hands and said: "This is very particular. I am collecting coconut oil. Coconut oil is rich in saturated fatty acids and can be a good sunscreen. Look at the sun here in the Caribbean is so strong, you definitely don't want to Get sunburned.”

"Huo Yu went hunting, and you are making sunscreen here."

Song Wenbin said: "I have done all the serious things, but the food is still mine, won't your conscience hurt?"

Sutina covered her mouth and laughed. After laughing, she pulled Song Wenbin to sit down, grabbed a handful of mashed coconuts and smeared it on his face.

"Sun protection is very important." Sutina said: "If you are exposed to the sun for a long time, you will get skin cancer."

"What now?"

Song Wenbin touched the sticky white coconut milk on his face and felt nauseated.

"Now that you have been strengthened, go ahead." Sutina said.

Song Wenbin didn't want to go, because it was Su Tina's business to collect fresh water. But Sutina has already formed an alliance with the most violent people on the island, and was even made Prime Minister and added Jiuxi. And he, the person who has given the most, is actually a civilian.

The oppressed Song Wenbin stood up helplessly and began to search for traces of the bottle along the coast.

Not long after, he spotted white trash on the beach. Plastic bottles lying on the beach for many years look extremely inconsistent.

Song Wenbin picked up a bottle and looked at it. Coca-Cola had no lid, but it was barely usable.

He put the bottle in his pocket and continued to move forward. Although this was a desert island, in today's era, there were no longer the inaccessible wild islands like the Age of Discovery. Even if there are no people, the beach is full of traces of man-made garbage.

Broken fishing nets, white foam, deflated rubber balls, cracked surfboards, and the largest number of bottles and cans of trash. The largest number of them are bottles of various beverages, especially Coca-Cola bottles, whose shape is particularly eye-catching.

Song Wenbin is not an environmentalist. He drinks drinks himself, but looking at these garbage, he is actually a little confused. It is so inconsistent to have man-made objects lying on the beach. If the combination of beach and wave palms is a kind of natural beauty, a kind of harmonious beauty. Then the existence of this garbage is pure ugliness. Just like an old and beautiful lady, stubbornly lying on the beach, refusing to rot no matter what.

But the confusion lasted for a moment.

It’s none of my business, Song Wenbin thought to himself, he is just a bastard who doesn’t have a house. Even if he lives on a desert island, he is still the lowest among the three. Environmental protection issues are bullshit to him.

He just looked indifferently and looked for usable bottles among the garbage.

Soon, he collected a dozen bottles.

At this time, he had walked for about half an hour and was already far away from the camp. The coconut milk on his face was also dry. Song Wenbin did feel uncomfortable from the sun. Sutina's method was actually effective.

So he also walked to the coconut trees on the beach, collected two old coconuts, smashed them, crushed their coconut meat and applied it on his face and neck. Only then did he feel that the sun was not so uncomfortable.

However, at this moment, he saw a blue thing lying on the beach not far away, reflecting the sun's rays, attracting Song Wenbin's attention.

When Song Wenbin saw the blue thing, he couldn't help but get up and walk to the thing.

It turns out that this is a piece of blue corrugated steel, which is very common for Song Wenbin. The rolling iron doors of many shops in China and the roofs of shacks in urban villages are made of this kind of stuff.

It was probably brought here by a typhoon, or maybe it drifted along the waves, because Song Wenbin could still see the foam under the colored steel.

He stared at Caigang for a while, and then suddenly realized something.

Suddenly, a surge of joy came over him, which turned into ecstasy and made him laugh heartily.

"Hahaha~ It really is a perfect path!"

He said happily, then lay down on the beach and began to pull the sand under the corrugated steel sheet.

Huo Yu was able to dominate the island largely because she had weapons, and although he had food, he had no means to protect it. Now, the appearance of corrugated colored steel has given him a turning point.

Such a large steel plate, as long as he can use it properly, is enough for him to make several weapons, which is undoubtedly extremely crucial for him to resist Huo Yu's tyranny.

With joy, Song Wenbin dragged out the steel plate. The steel plate was not in good condition. Except for the outer edge of the beach, the other parts inserted into the beach had the paint on the surface peeled off due to the erosion of sea water over time, and the steel inside It is also rusted, and the most severely rusted areas may even break when touched.

However, this is not only not bad news for Song Wenbin, it is even better news, because what he needs is a weapon. Now he does not have cutting tools on hand, and steel plates that are too big are difficult to polish for him. These natural The corrosion is the texture on the edge of the weapon.

"God helps me, God helps me..."

Song Wenbin stroked the steel plate and murmured.

Then he immediately became alert. Huo Yu was running around the island hunting, who knows where she would appear. Song Wenbin didn't want the woman to find out that he had obtained the strategic material steel plate.

He immediately dragged the steel plate into the forest and walked to a place far away from the sea. He laid the steel plate beside the bushes, and then spread a layer of gravel on it. After laying a layer of gravel, he felt relieved and went on top again. Layer a layer of leaves. Make natural marks.

Then he stepped back and carefully looked at the disguise he had made. After making sure there was nothing wrong with it, he nodded with satisfaction.

Song Wenbin was in a good mood after getting the steel plate. He patted the bottle hanging on his body and walked swaying towards the camp. As he walked, he hummed a folk song: "...Chishiro in front of Changbai Mountain, wearing pure red Luo Jin's back crotch. It reaches half the sky, and the wheel knife shines in the sun.... Go up the mountain to eat deer, go down the mountain to eat cattle and sheep..."

When he casually wandered near the camp, he saw Huo Yu emerging from the forest on the side. She was carrying a compound bow on her back and a Miao knife in her hand. Her face was unkind and gloomy.

Obviously, she didn't catch any hair during her trip today.

I'm in a bad mood.

She was in a bad mood and Song Wenbin was in a good mood, but Song Wenbin didn't dare to show it in front of Huo Yu for the time being. After all, his weapon was still in its original steel plate state and he had to bow his head at this moment.

"Oh, Your Majesty."

Song Wenbin saluted.

Huo Yu originally didn't catch any prey and wanted to make trouble, but when she saw that Song Wenbin was so understanding and called him "Your Majesty" when they met, she couldn't get angry and could only ask: "How is the toilet repaired?"

"Of course it's fixed, I guarantee your satisfaction."

Song Wenbin and Chen Peisi said like this.

Huo Yu was a little suspicious, so he went to check with the knife. When she got to the toilet, she checked around it for a while, and then without hesitation changed the men's and women's signs on the toilet.

When Song Wenbin saw this, his fists clenched loudly.

"Don't play tricks on me!"

Huo Yu warned.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Song Wenbin said.

"snort."

Huo Yu felt much better after changing the brand.

After returning to the camp, she saw Sutina pouring a pile of coconuts. He couldn't help but frown and came to her side and asked: "What are you doing, where is Tamsui?"

Sutina was busy and had no time to pay attention to her, so she said, "I'm making sunscreen."

As she said that, when she saw Song Wenbin, she waved to him and said, "Come here quickly!"

Song Wenbin came to her with a bunch of bottles. He glanced at Huo Yu from the corner of his eye and he smiled flatteringly: "Prime Minister, these are the bottles you want."

Sutina didn't care about Song Wenbin's thoughts. She picked a small bottle, cut off the mouth of the bottle with a knife, then wrapped the mashed coconut with a sock, and squeezed the plastic bottle. "

When Huo Yu saw her using socks to filter coconut milk, the corners of his mouth twitched and he said, "Are you using socks to make sunscreen?"

"I haven't used it! I even sacrificed a pair of socks to make it!" Sutina said unhappily.

"Can't you use clothes or something to filter it?"

Huo Yu was a little disgusted.

"Aren't they all the same?"

Sutina said: "As long as it can be filtered."

"You are so careless." Huo Yu pushed her away and said, "I'll do it. You hurry up and collect fresh water. I'm almost stuck to death."

After saying that, she took Sutina's socks and used strength with her arms. The coconut milk flows out in a state several times that of Sutina's hand.

Sutina didn't move.

Huo Yu pinched for a while and found that she was still there, so he couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you go?"

"Let's go together."

Sutina said: "I'm the only one in the forest, I'm afraid."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Huo Yu said, "I've been gone for two days, and there's nothing on this island."

"There's a wild boar!"

Sutina insisted.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Huo Yu said helplessly: "Then let's go together."

She put down the coconut milk and said, "Song Wenbin, take the bottle, let's go get water."

Song Wenbin thought that he had to repair the toilet and pick up bottles again today and had to be dragged to fetch water. The men's toilet that he worked so hard to repair was even robbed. I can't help but feel resentful. But thinking of his unborn weapon, he suppressed his dissatisfaction and nodded expressionlessly.