Chapter 30 (1/2)
When he woke up in the morning, the campfire had gone out, and there was still a faint smoke on the fire. Dewey felt a little cold. He moved his body, but he felt something in his arms.
Looking down, it turned out that Vivian didn't know when she had got into his arms. The little magician was sleeping sweetly, but he seemed to be a little cold. His body shrank into a ball, and his two little hands even went into Duwei's skirt, trying to absorb a little warmth.
I think it's too cold in her sleep. Naturally, she got into Dewey's arms according to her warm instinct.
Du Wei sighed. Instead of waking the girl up immediately, he gently took off his clothes and covered her. Then he put her down and stood up.
As soon as he raised his head and stood up, Du Wei's face changed greatly!!!
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”No!!!! damn!!!! No On the desert island in the early morning, Dewey let out a cry of anger and frustration.
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Thick fog filled the sea in front of us. It was as if the sky and the earth were covered with a thick layer of white yarn! The air is full of damp water vapor, and under such fog, nothing can be seen on the sea!
Under such bad weather, the visibility at sea is less than 10 meters, I'm afraid!!!
How can duvet not be anxious?
He was trapped on this barren island and had nothing to eat, even a small amount of fresh water to drink. There is an urgent need to get out of here as soon as possible. So, his only hope is that other ships can pass around the island and save them on the way.
To this end, Dewey has already thought that he will start this morning, immediately burning the fire on the coast day and night! Use fire and smoke to attract ships - if there are ships around.
But now... In the face of such a heavy fog... Dewey's heart immediately cooled!
It's so foggy and visibility is so low! Even if Dewey lights a fire here, and there are passing ships passing around the island, you can't see them in this kind of ghost weather!!
What makes Dewey desperate is that, according to the common sense he knows, generally, at sea, this kind of fog weather often lasts for quite a long time!
If it's foggy weather on land, it may disperse in one day. But the sea... Even if three or five days do not leave, are ordinary!
Three or five days
Do I have three or five days left? So far there's not even a bite to eat.
Vivian was awakened by Du Wei's cry. She looked at Du Wei's gloomy face, and the poor little Vivian was also upset.
Without saying a word, Dewey quickly picked up the branches around him and made a fire. He tried to make the fire more vigorous.
Then he ran around and collected a lot of branches and threw them in front of Vivian.
”Hey, look at the fire here. If the fire is a little weak, add wood immediately! Never let the fire weaken, let alone put out! You know what? At the same time, you have to look at the sea... If you can see the ships... You can try to attract their attention, you can make the fire bigger... Or you can use magic to shoot fireballs into the sky! You know what? ”
”Yes, yes.” Vivian nodded, but then she asked, ”can we see the boat in this big fog? Can the boat see me? ”
Du Wei sighed, he did not answer Vivian's question: ”do as I say, this is the only thing we can do.”
With that, Dewey picked out a long stick, weighed it in his hand, and walked along the beach.
”Where are you going?”
”I'll get something to eat!” Dewey said coldly: ”I think maybe we can find some fungi and some wild fruits. Maybe there are some in such a big forest. I wish I could find it! It's easier than catching fish. If I can't find it, I'll have to go to the sea to catch fish. ”
Dewey said, ”you'd better bless me to find it. Otherwise, no matter how much you cry to me tonight, we'll have to eat your chirp. Human life is more important than the life of an animal! ”
Looking at Du Wei's cold eyes before leaving, Vivian can't help shivering.
Dewey went all morning as soon as he went.
Vivian left alone on the beach. She was very scared. There was no one around. Most of all, she felt that she had nothing to rely on now!
In the past, although I lived in seclusion with my teacher, there were many times when my teacher would leave Vivian at home. But then Vivian had magic.
But now, she has nothing.
One morning, Vivian's hand was scratched by the sharp branches, and her face was blackened by the fireworks. She tried to keep the fire from weakening according to Du Wei's words, trying to make the fire prosperous.
At noon, Dewey finally came back.