On the other side of the island, Lu Zhe and Jiang Yao sat in the shelter.
"Yao Yao, we have to sleep now to ensure we have enough energy to face the challenges tomorrow," said Lu Zhe.
Jiang Yao stroked her hair and said, "Is it finally time for just the two of us to sleep together?"
"Yao Yao, that sounds a bit strange," said Lu Zhe.
"Yeah, I think so too, but..." Jiang Yao blinked her big watery eyes at him and said seriously, "I'm quite sensitive to the cold and need a relatively warm embrace. Of course if you're unwilling, I absolutely won't force you. Even if I catch a cold or get sick, I won't blame you."
Lu Zhe sighed, "Every time in the past when you got me to buy you water and snacks, it was like this."
Jiang Yao immediately leaned on him, "Since you've agreed, you can hug me now. Of course, just hugging for now, because it still hurts a bit down there from when you took my first time... We can talk about doing anything more after I've recovered, okay?"
"I didn't agree to anything! And I wasn't thinking about doing anything like that in the first place!" Lu Zhe felt a little helpless. Sometimes, his conversations with Jiang Yao seemed to be on completely different wavelengths.
However, with the cold night air closing in, the best course of action was still for the two of them to huddle together and share body warmth.
"Yao Yao, we should be huddling together, but with the way you're acting right now, me and Xiao Xiao can't handle it," said Lu Zhe.
"In that case..." She took Lu Zhe's hand and placed it on her chest, "This is the biggest thing I can accept right now."
Lu Zhe knew that if he kept talking to Jiang Yao, who knows what else might happen.
"Uh... Okay, my little princess, let's get to sleep!"
"I know I seem a little impatient, but I understand how you feel right now," said Jiang Yao.
"Please be quiet!"
"Got it!"
Early next morning, Lu Zhe woke up from a pleasant dream, "Yao Yao..."
"I didn't expect that you brought insect-repelling herbs. If you'd taken them out earlier, I wouldn't have gotten three mosquito bites," said Jiang Yao.
"Herbs? There were mosquito repelling herbs in our pack?" A thought suddenly occurred to Lu Zhe. "What did you use them for?"
"I rubbed them on my face and body!"
"I see..." Lu Zhe sighed. Fortunately she hadn't eaten them like Tang Xiaoguo had.
"What should we do next?"
Lu Zhe looked across at the opposite shore. He took off his watch and handed it to Jiang Yao, "We need to split up tasks. Every five minutes, throw some pieces of wood and foam into the water to use as floats to calculate the time, location and trajectory as they get sucked into the whirlpool. I'm going to chop bamboo to make a bamboo raft."
"Got it!"
First Lu Zhe checked all the fresh water collection devices he had set up yesterday and obtained a small bottle of fresh water.
Then, holding a saw, he searched the woods for suitable bamboo.
Lu Zhe discovered that although there was bamboo here, the quantity was too small. There were only two or three full-grown bamboo, not enough to make a bamboo raft.
Moreover, there was an issue with the wire saw.
The rust had been worn away, greatly reducing its sharpness and durability. As expected, the reliability of improvised non-professional tools was too low. If he tried to cut wood with it now, it would probably break in no time.
He had to think of another method!
What else could increase buoyancy?
Bottles, foam!
Might as well use them all since he didn't need them for water.
But there was no way to make a raft shape.
After thinking for a while, Lu Zhe came up with a perfect idea!
He tied all the bamboo and wood pieces together with rope to form a 2 meter long, 0.6 meter diameter cylindrical bundle.
Jiang Yao frowned, "This raft is...very thick."
"Let's test the buoyancy of this crude bamboo raft by riding it," said Lu Zhe.
"But I'm not good at riding," replied Jiang Yao.
"Everything has a first time," said Lu Zhe.
Then, Lu Zhe pushed the cylindrical bamboo bundle raft into the shallow water, carried Jiang Yao onto it, and sat down behind her himself.
The bamboo raft held them up, though their knees were still submerged in the water.
"It looks...not bad."
"Mm..."
Then unexpectedly, the raft started spinning and both of them tipped over to the right at the same time!
With a splash, they both fell into the water.
Lu Zhe wiped the water off his face, "The buoyancy is decent, but the biggest problem with this thing is it rolls all over the place in the water."
Jiang Yao poured water out of her ears, "I think it's mischievous."
"Just needs some modifications," said Lu Zhe.
Lu Zhe then bound two pieces of wood horizontally to form wing-like flaps on two sides, and tied lots of foam onto the wings to increase stability.
He tested it again. This time there was no overturning.
He bound all the remaining bottles under the wooden bundle to increase buoyancy.
He tested again. Now only his ankles were submerged in the water. Lifting his feet slightly allowed them to clear the seawater completely.
And so, an airplane-shaped bamboo raft was completed.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
