How Can One See a Rainbow Without Experiencing Wind and Rain

The eighth day of survival on the deserted island, light rain.

Last night, thunder and lightning struck continuously, and the wind blew all night. The rumbling thunder from the sky scared him so much he didn't dare to open his eyes, only closing them tightly and self-hypnotizing, "You can't see me, you can't see me..."

Unable to sleep due to the thunder, he woke up several times in the middle of the night, woken by the noise, by hunger, by the cold. After feeling sleepy again, he leaned against the tree trunk and continued to sleep.

Last night, he dreamed again. This time it wasn't a nightmare, but a sweet dream.

He dreamed he had a piece of streaky pork that grew infinitely, so much he could never finish it. In his dream, he ate it however he wanted. He'd cut off a corner of the streaky pork, and the missing piece would grow back.

When he finished stir-frying the cut streaky pork, saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to eat, he woke up.

He woke up in the middle of the night, so angry he cursed loudly. But upon hearing the thunder, he sheepishly shut his mouth, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and didn't dare to speak carelessly again.

It wasn't until he woke up this morning that the dark clouds in the sky had faded considerably. It was no longer as gloomy as before, as if it would rain endlessly.

"Huh? Wait, the sky?" Wasn't he under a tree? How could he see the sky directly?

Once Yu Hai realized this, he immediately looked back and saw the tree trunk he had leaned against while sleeping. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The tree trunk was still there; he hadn't been blown away by the typhoon.

When he looked up, he froze on the spot. He was so shocked by the sight before his eyes that he could barely speak, stuttering, "Holy sh*t, the tree, the tree, the tree, it's, it's, it's broken..."

No wonder he felt something was off. The light rain under the tree was no different from the light rain outside the tree. It turned out the giant tree he had relied on, the giant tree that sheltered him from wind and rain, had broken...

The giant tree, too big to be hugged by two people, had broken. Two-thirds of its trunk was gone, falling towards the sea, its crown touching the rising seawater.

The giant tree that had sheltered him from the wind and rain had fallen. What exactly happened last night?

At this moment, he was completely stunned, standing dumbfounded in place. He felt terrible.

If the place where he slept last night had been facing the sea, he would have been done for.

He felt both fortunate and terrified. Fortunate that the strong winds last night had come from the sea, not from the primeval forest.

If the wind had come from the primeval forest, he might have hidden on the side facing the sea, not on the side of the primeval forest.

The result was predictable; he would likely have been crushed into a meat patty by the collapsing giant tree.

If the wind came from the sea, then the direction the giant tree fell was also wrong.

This problem was complex. He wasn't present at the time, so it was hard to judge. The giant tree likely swayed left and right, but ultimately it toppled.

"Cough, cough, cough," Yu Hai, while feeling fortunate, couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough violently. He felt like he had caught something.

His throat was incredibly itchy, and it was still raining. He had no cough medicine, so he was helpless against his cough.

The worst part was that his forehead was burning hot, very hot...

From this, it could be concluded that he had a fever.

On this deserted island, there was no medicine, nor were there any herbs he recognized or dared to eat randomly.

If he ate the wrong herbs, it would only lead to a more severe condition and a faster death.

Without medicine, if a cold and fever continued to worsen, it could be fatal.

In modern society, with various antibiotics, a cold and fever are just minor illnesses. But in ancient times or on a deserted island, they could truly kill you.

But he wasn't entirely helpless. Without medicine, he knew how to reduce a fever. While his consciousness was still clear, he needed fire and hot water.

With these two things, he was confident he could overcome this cold.

He trudged to the beach in the light rain and then collapsed. He truly collapsed.

His whole body went limp like a Muk, kneeling on the sand, staring blankly at his former shelter. Everything was different.

Damn heavens, you're truly shameless. I'm already so miserable, and you're still bullying me like this.

The dry wood he had wrapped in plastic for rain protection, as well as his daily necessities and lighter buried in the sand, were all crushed by the fallen giant tree.

He hated it, hated the heavens, hated the tree. Why were they always bullying him? He was already so miserable.

His previous shelter, where he had buried his daily necessities, was directly hit by the entire tree trunk, precisely in the center, crushing it firmly.

"Just destroy it, quickly. I'm tired..."

"Sigh," Yu Hai sighed deeply. After complaining, he took out a Poké Ball and released a Poliwag.

"Yo-yo, yo," the Poliwag's cry suddenly stopped as soon as it came out. Seeing the giant tree lying there, it was also stunned, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

"Stop spacing out and help me dig out my stuff," Yu Hai said, patting the Poliwag's little head and urging it on.

Fortunately, he had buried his important daily necessities underground. If they had been on the surface, they might have been flattened, and he would have had no one to cry to.

A tree is mainly composed of three parts: roots, crown, and trunk.

The higher up the giant tree, the more branches and leaves there were. The area with many leaves was the crown.

The location where he buried his daily necessities was not in the crown area, so it was relatively easier to dig out.

Otherwise, with the dense branches and leaves, the workload for clearing them would be on a completely different level. He probably wouldn't be able to get his lighter back in a week.

He regretted not carrying the lighter with him. It would have been much better. But he was also afraid of the lighter getting wet and not working. What if that happened? Then he would have to resort to friction fire.

Actually, he knew other ways to start a fire, but he only knew the principles, not how to actually do them.

For example, friction fire, or using the principle of a lens to start a fire...

But these methods of starting a fire had many limitations. They required dry tinder and a very strong sun.

Currently, neither the environment nor the weather is suitable for starting a fire. He still wants his lighter and prays it's undamaged; that's his biggest wish right now.

Fortunately, the spot where he buried the lighter was on the upper part of the tree trunk, near the canopy. He and Poliwag had already explored this area. There were still many tangled, crisscrossing branches here, which was quite annoying.

However, it was much better than the dense branches and leaves in the canopy. This area was mostly branches with very few leaves.

Using the large rock from their previous shelter as a reference, Yu Hai chose the nearest spot and began to dig in the sand.

He was responsible for digging out the sand, and Poliwag was responsible for carrying it away. The man and the tadpole cooperated by dividing the labor.

The sand, soaked by the rain, was not easy to dig at all. It was very dense and heavy.

Without any proper tools, he could only use broken branches to dig bit by bit, excavating as much as he could.

If only he had a Pokémon that could dig.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

As he dug, he started coughing again. Just then, the light rain stopped, and he saw a rainbow stretching across the jungle and the sea, forming a bridge between the two.

A beam of morning light also shot out from the clouds, illuminating the sparkling sea.

The storm was finally over. The heavens had finally done something good