Shelter

A huge sea fish, nearly a meter long, was stuck in Chen Mo's spear.

It had been completely hidden by Chen Mo's tall figure until now, when Chen Mo placed it in front of him, and only then did everyone see it.

Since he no longer intended to hide, Chen Mo saw no need to conceal anything, and the "airdrop" could be declared over. Considering that everyone hadn't had a proper meal in a long time, Chen Mo simply went into the sea and caught a big fish to improve their lives, as a kind of greeting gift.

With his physical abilities, he could stay underwater for more than ten minutes without any problem, and his swimming speed in the sea was not much slower than that of ordinary fish.

Chen Mo wandered around the seabed, enjoying the underwater scenery while searching for prey large enough. He spent most of his time just strolling around.

This sea fish is over a meter long and weighs more than 20 kilograms, enough for everyone to have a hearty meal.

Half an hour later, the fish was cut into pieces, skewered on wooden sticks, and placed on the fire.

Under the heat of the flames, the surface of the fish crackled and popped softly from time to time. As it was turned over repeatedly, it gradually turned golden and tempting. Steam sizzled from the gaps in the fish, and a rich aroma wafted out.

The two little girls squatted by the fire, their eyes fixed on the fish above the flames, smelling the aroma and swallowing hard every now and then.

That noon, the survivors, who hadn't had a proper meal since the plane crash, finally felt the long-lost feeling of fullness again, along with a deep sense of happiness and satisfaction.

In such difficult circumstances, being able to have a full meal is truly a blessing, and the gratitude everyone feels for Chen Mo, who brought them all this, goes without saying.

However, Chen Mo did not eat with them. Although his alloy armor combat suit was ingeniously designed and comfortable to wear, he could not eat while wearing it. He also could not show his face in front of everyone, so he could only eat when he returned to his own camp.

However, while everyone was busy grilling fish and eating, he was not idle. After throwing the fish to them, Chen Mo went into the woods alone.

Leaving the crowd's sight, Chen Mo arrived at a dense grove of trees and took out the King's Sword from his spatial storage, preparing to activate the logging mode.

Just as he drew the sword and held it in his hand, Chen Mo paused for a moment before putting it back. The King's Sword could cut through iron like mud, and chopping down trees was incredibly easy. However, Chen Mo didn't think that using it to chop down trees was a waste of its potential; rather, he was being cautious.

Since it's uncertain whether rescue will come, it's best to leave as few openings as possible on this island. The cuts made by the King's Sword are incredibly smooth, clearly different from other ordinary swords, which could easily arouse suspicion and cause unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, even without the King's Sword, breaking these saplings would be a piece of cake for Chen Mo.

Sheathing his King's Sword, Chen Mo chose a tree about the thickness of an arm with a straight trunk. He walked up to it, stretched out his left hand to grab the trunk, and swung his right palm into a knife shape, aiming a chop at the base of the trunk.

Before he could even exert much of his strength, the tree trunk was easily severed by his armored right hand. Chen Mo then felled the tree, broke off the excess branches, leaving only a straight trunk.

What might take others a lot of effort, Chen Mo did with ease and casualness. One tree after another was felled by Chen Mo with a single palm strike, and then he used both hands to quickly tear off all the branches. When Chen Mo felt that he had stopped, there was already a pile of long and straight tree trunks next to him.

After chopping the timber, Chen Mo did not rush back to the survivor camp, but returned to his own tent first.

After taking out the roasted meat and fruit brought from the Underworld from his spatial storage and leisurely enjoying a sumptuous lunch, Chen Mo rested for a while on the large and comfortable air mattress before getting up and returning to the survivor camp.

The survivors had just finished a feast of seafood and were now standing or sitting around the fire, their faces full of satisfaction.

Upon seeing Chen Mo return, everyone quickly stood up and looked at Chen Mo with great enthusiasm.

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Chen Mo nodded slightly without saying anything more.

"Come with me."

Taking everyone except the elderly with him, Chen Mo returned to the place where he had previously "cut down" the trees.

Looking at the large pile of straight, long tree trunks, each as thick as an arm, neatly arranged in front of them, the group exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of Chen Mo's intentions.

"Carry all these tree trunks back to camp."

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Chen Mo spoke slowly.

"This afternoon, we'll build the house."

Filled with curiosity and anticipation, the group began moving the timber.

The tree trunks, three or four meters long and as thick as an arm, weren't actually that heavy. Zhang Xin and Xu Qing, the two young girls, could lift two at a time with a little effort, and Captain Zhao Jianmin, who had almost fully recovered, could even carry two or three by himself.

Everyone worked tirelessly, making trip after trip to carry the loads, creating a bustling and energetic scene.

The two girls worked very hard, as they were finally able to help. They didn't want to be parasites. Their older sister and uncle were complete strangers to them, yet they had helped them a lot, so they wanted to help as much as possible in return.

So even though they were so tired they could barely move them, the two of them gritted their teeth and struggled to carry the two tree trunks to the camp, rather than putting one down and making things easier.

Everyone else was also exhausted by the end, but no one complained or slacked off, even when they were out of his sight.

Since being stranded on the deserted island, Chen Mo has "seen" everyone's actions. He knows he hasn't helped the wrong people and is glad he didn't stand idly by because of too many concerns.

At least, they are all people he can help. Even if their abilities are limited, each of them will do their best to help others, share their meager food with those who need it more, and at the same time, try their best to do their job to the best of their ability.

It was only through Chen Mo's intervention, using his rules to "select" and "eliminate" them, that they were able to survive to the end. Without him, the fate of these "honest people" would certainly not be good; to be precise, it would be very tragic.

Through this incident, Chen Mo deeply felt that justice needs to be upheld.

By leaving nature to select the fittest, countless good people meet tragic ends, and countless evil people wreak havoc on their communities.

He wants to see more people like them live peacefully and hopes that all evildoers will receive the punishment they deserve.

Justice needs to be upheld, and evil needs to be punished. Chen Mo believes that he can do much more than that. Let's start from this island!

Time passed slowly, and with everyone's concerted efforts, dozens, even hundreds, of tree trunks were finally moved back to the camp after more than ten trips.

Chen Mo, who returned before the others, had already chosen a location and marked it. Although it was called building a house, the conditions were limited. It was really just a shelter that could protect them from the wind and rain. However, compared to their original simple shelter, which was not even a shack, Chen Mo planned to build a mansion.

Chen Mo chose a slightly elevated open space on the east side of the camp, where the ground was flat and dry, requiring little further treatment.

After choosing a suitable location, Chen Mo did not start working immediately. Instead, when no one was paying attention, he took out an Adamantium throwing knives from his spatial storage. The Throwing Knife was 25 centimeters long, 3 centimeters wide, and 5 millimeters thick. It was easy to use as a dagger when held directly in his hand.

Taking a tree trunk, Chen Mo sharpened one end with Throwing Knife, then heated it over a fire to char it, performing a simple carbonization process.

When the two girls returned, covered in sweat, carrying the last two tree trunks, Chen Mo had already processed a sufficient number of tree trunks and officially begun the construction of the shelter.

Standing in the pre-marked position, Chen Mo gripped a tree trunk with sharpened ends with both hands, raised it high, and then forcefully plunged it into the ground.

"Sizzle!"

Under Chen Mo's immense force, the tree trunk was driven deep into the ground, nearly half a meter deep.

The scene left the onlookers speechless. It took immense strength! Although the ground wasn't particularly hard, the fact that it had penetrated nearly half a meter was terrifying.

Actually, Chen Mo was still holding back, after all, he didn't want to be too shocking. His current performance was only at the level of a top strongman. Although the crowd was surprised, they could still accept it and did not think that Chen Mo was superhuman.

Next, Chen Mo, like a human pile driver, drove the sharpened tree trunks deep into the soil.

Soon, the main pillars of the shelter were erected.

Then, Chen Mo directed the returning group to tie the other tree trunks together with vines in suitable positions, connecting and securing them.

Under Chen Mo's guidance, everyone worked together and, through their combined efforts, quickly built the framework of the shelter.

Chen Mo did not choose to build a small, simple triangular or conical shelter, as the interior space would be too small. In any case, it would not be troublesome for Chen Mo, and he did not know how long he would stay on this island, so he simply built a larger one.

From the completed frame, it can be seen that this is a large wooden house with a length and width of five meters by five meters, a central ridge height of two and a half meters, and a lower section of one and a half meters on both sides. It is large enough to accommodate ten people to rest without being too crowded.

Once the frame was in place, the cabin was very sturdy, but it was still drafty. However, the major project was complete, and the rest was much simpler.

Under Chen Mo's direction, the group collected a large number of branches with leaves, neatly covering the frame and tying them up to seal off every gap, especially the roof, which was covered with a thick layer of branches and leaves.

The seven people spent an afternoon and finally finished building the shelter before sunset.

Everyone was overjoyed to see the simple green wooden house. The two little girls clapped their hands with delight, finally free from the cramped and drafty tent.

Although the wooden house is somewhat simple, it is very spacious. The thick leaves completely block the wind, so there is no need to worry about freezing at night.

Standing in front of the beautiful and spacious wooden house, no one could tell that they had been stranded on a deserted island; it looked more like they were camping.

On the very first day Chen Mo officially joined, their standard of living improved dramatically.

The days that followed felt like a dream to them.

There was plenty of food every day, and no one ever went hungry again.

The newly built wooden cabin was warm at night, and each of them had a simple bed, so they could finally get a good night's sleep.

Their food wasn't all provided by Chen Mo, and he couldn't possibly go to sea to catch fish for them every day. Fortunately, he had made preparations in advance.

When he appeared before everyone with several fishing rods, everyone looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Didn't their plane crash? Wasn't the wreckage completely burned? How come there are fishing rods, and several of them at that!

And the dagger that Chen Mo used before could not possibly be brought on the plane. Where did it come from?

Fortunately, Su Wan hadn't told them about Chen Mo's spacious military tent, comfortable air mattress, and various fruits casually placed around, otherwise they would have been incredibly surprised. Su Wan herself was also puzzled by this, but she didn't dare to ask Chen Mo directly, and she was quite conflicted.

In the end, Chen Mo's words dispelled all their doubts.

My ship sank nearby.

Chen Mo didn't explain much, but everyone filled in the blanks for him.

He was a powerful assassin who, after completing a mission, wanted to relax, so he took a yacht out to sea for a vacation. The yacht was equipped with a full range of wilderness survival supplies and various foods.

The compressed biscuits, canned food, tents, daggers, and various fruits that had previously provided relief to them all now make perfect sense.

After his ship sank unexpectedly nearby, he ended up on this island with some supplies, where he happened to encounter them, who had just survived a plane crash.

As for the probability of such a coincidence, nothing is impossible for someone who survives a plane crash.

With the fishing rods provided by Chen Mo, the survivors were finally able to obtain enough food. Moreover, as everyone's fishing skills improved, they no longer needed to send out all of them; sending out only half of them each day was enough to ensure a sufficient food supply.

No one thought it was wrong for Chen Mo to make them fish hard under the sun every day when he could easily catch big fish.

Having gone through so much hardship, they knew all too well how precious the help they received was. No one took it all for granted, and no one was obligated to help them. They felt nothing but deep gratitude for Chen Mo's assistance.

Life now is infinitely better than before, something they never dared to dream of before; just surviving is already a feat.

However, something bad still happened, which everyone had actually expected.

The old man had a serious heart condition and needed to take medication every day. Fortunately, Su Wan carried some medication with her, but even though she was careful with her intake, she still finished the medication in less than a month. After that, she could only tough it out.

Even though I was very careful, it would still flare up from time to time, causing excruciating heart pain, and in the end, I couldn't hold on until the end.

With less than a week left before Chen Mo could travel to the next world after a month's leave, the old man passed away quietly in his sleep.

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