Comic strip: Survival on a deserted island, surrounded by heroines

Qingshan shook his head, picked up a roasted turtle, and started gnawing on it while recounting the events of the day.

Chapter 62: Saeko Busujima's Hunt. [Image]

Morning light filtered through the gaps in the tree canopy, falling on the entrance of the shelter and casting a long shadow.

The air still carried the lingering coolness of the night, but the clear and melodious calls of unknown birds could already be heard in the distance.

"It's time to set off."

Aoyama had a machete at his waist, a composite bow and quiver on his back, and a fire axe in his right hand.

He stood at the cave entrance and moved his shoulders, his bones making a soft cracking sound.

After a night's rest, he was still full of energy.

Kasumigaoka Utaha will have to sleep in a little longer today.

"Aoyama-kun, are we setting off so early?"

Lady Yukinoshita's voice came from behind her, carrying the gentle warmth unique to someone just waking up.

Qingshan turned around and saw her standing by the fire.

Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, not yet combed, with a few strands hanging down her neckline, making her neck appear exceptionally long.

"Yes, let's go check out the shipwreck as soon as possible."

"Take a walk along the beach while you're at it."

Aoyama weighed the fire axe in his hand, feeling its center of gravity.

Lady Yukinoshita nodded slightly: "Be careful on the road, try to be back before dark... Don't force yourself if it's too far."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Qingshan smiled at her, then turned and strode out of the shelter.

After walking a few steps, I heard a series of hurried footsteps behind me.

Before he could turn around, he heard Kasumigaoka Utaha's languid, nasal voice drifting from behind:

"Aoyama-kun... don't forget to bring that thermos."

"I filled it up for you last night."

Turning to the side, Aoyama saw Kasumigaoka Utaha leaning against the wall.

Her long black hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, and sleepiness still lingered in her red eyes.

She held up a thermos in her hand and waved it at him swaying slightly.

He went back and took it from her, touched her tired cheeks, and said:

"Thank you."

Kasumigaoka Utaha yawned and looked him over with a lazy gaze:

"Go early and return early."

“I know, 487.” Qingshan put the thermos in his backpack, turned around and strode away.

...

After leaving the shelter area, and passing through a grove of low bushes, the path gradually widened out.

The humidity in the air was lower than in the depths of the forest, and the wind blew from ahead, carrying a faint salty scent.

"That's the smell of the sea breeze."

Qingshan quickened his pace.

After walking for about half an hour, and passing through the last stretch of forest, the view suddenly opened up before us.

The azure sea stretched out before me, extending to the horizon and merging with the pale blue sky. Tiny ripples on the surface of the sea resembled scattered silver.

The beach stretches along the coastline, shimmering with a warm golden-white hue in the sunlight.

"arrive."

Qingshan paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the sea before turning to the distant horizon.

The sea breeze swept over him, carrying a damp, salty scent, and ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead.

He took a deep breath, his chest filled with that crisp, refreshing scent.

"This feeling is just like coming home."

This is the reason he breathes underwater, giving him a special affinity for water.

"The field of vision is indeed much better than in the forest."

He muttered to himself, his gaze sweeping across the entire beach.

The beach is crescent-shaped, extending to the distant cliffs at both ends, and is estimated to be nearly two kilometers long.

The sand is fine and there aren't many rocks, making it seem like a great area for everyday activities.

Qingshan walked along the edge of the beach, his boots leaving clear footprints on the wet sand.

The tide came in and quickly erased those traces.

His pace was neither fast nor slow, maintaining a steady rhythm, his gaze constantly scanning the surrounding environment.

"The location is nice, but I don't know if there's any water in the nearby forest."

His all-seeing ability spreads outwards from him, monitoring every inch of land with 360 degrees and no blind spots.

The beach was very empty, and there was no trace of human activity in sight.

Only a few seabirds rested on the rocks not far away, occasionally taking flight, circling low in the air before landing back down.

"Coo coo~~!!"

"Gaga~~!!"

After walking for several tens of minutes, Qingshan's gaze fell on the sunken ship in the distance on the sea.

The ship remains in the same position it was in when he left, tilted at an angle of about thirty degrees and stuck in the seabed.

The ship's hull looked even more dilapidated than before.

However, the previously intact cabin wall seems to have been smashed open by something?

Even from a great distance, you can still see it.

"Those survivors, I wonder if they're still alive." Qingshan stopped in his tracks, examining the sunken ship.

"The marine life is far more abundant than that on the island."

Although he didn't know what lay beneath the calm ocean.

He stood there quietly and observed for a while.

"Won't those people be eaten by something?"

Qingshan said something in a low voice and looked away.

He walked along the beach for a while, then stopped again.

The view here is more open, and the beach narrows inward to form a relatively enclosed small bay.

At the end of the bay is a rock wall about ten meters high, covered with dense vines and low shrubs, which looks like a good place to build defensive fortifications.

"This is a good location."

Aoyama looked up and examined the rock face, his gaze following its contours.

"The terrain is high enough, with a wide field of vision, allowing you to observe the sea, the forest, and the situation in the direction of the beach."

"If only we could find another freshwater source..."

He looked away, deciding not to rush into a decision.

"Make a note of the location of this bay."

After thoroughly exploring the surrounding area, we will compare and select the optimal location for establishing a base.

Aoyama turned and left the beach, walking into the nearby forest.

"Find out if there's any water nearby."

Although the beach was open, the view was too exposed, and it was still some distance from the fresh water source. He needed to figure out the overall layout of the surrounding area first.

Once inside the forest, the light suddenly dimmed.

The tree canopy covered the ground in layers, filtering out most of the sunlight and casting only dappled shadows on the ground.

The air in the forest is more humid than on the beach, carrying the unique scent of decaying leaves and soil. Each step you take on the soft humus makes a soft sound.

"There are many bird calls here, so there should be relatively few powerful predators."

Qingshan walked steadily, maintaining a moderate to fast pace.

With his all-seeing ability constantly active, he observed the surrounding activity and paid attention to changes in the terrain.

He planned to find a high vantage point to observe the terrain distribution of the entire area from above.

After walking for about ten minutes, he noticed that there was a noticeable rise in the terrain on the right side, with the slope gradually becoming steeper, and the vegetation changing from dense trees to low shrubs.

"Here it is."

He adjusted his direction and headed towards the high ground, pushing aside the vines that stretched across his path, and leaping and climbing up the exposed rocks.

The hill was about twenty or thirty meters high, with a relatively flat area on top covered with knee-high wild grass.

Qingshan parted the grass and walked to the edge, casting his gaze into the distance.

Looking down from this height, the field of vision suddenly widens considerably.

The outline of the entire coastline is clearly visible.

The crescent-shaped beach stretches from the cliffs on the left to the headland on the right, interspersed with several rock piles and sea caves.

The forest spreads out behind the beach, stretching all the way to the distant horizon, appearing as a deep, dark gray wood color in the sunlight.

"That dense forest area to the west..."

Aoyama squinted and looked in that direction. "The trees look taller and the canopy is denser. There should be good animal resources there."

His gaze then turned to the south. "There's a relatively flat area over there, mainly covered with shrubs, offering a wide field of vision. If there are large predators, they'll be spotted immediately."

As he observed, he mentally constructed a basic map of the area, memorizing the topographical features of each key location.

Just as his gaze shifted from the distance and swept across the forest below, he caught sight of two unusual figures at the edge of his field of vision.

"Are there still people here?"

Two men were stumbling and running out of the bushes at the edge of the forest.

They ran in a staggering, panicked frenzy, their movements distorted, as if something extremely terrifying was chasing them from behind.

"Oh?"

Aoyama's pupils contracted slightly, and his all-seeing ability instantly locked onto the two men.

He could see their clothes clearly.

It was worn, dirty, and the edges of the fabric showed signs of being torn.

Somewhat similar to the kind of survivors he saw at the bottom of the shipwreck.

"Is there a gathering place around here?"

Qingshan remained motionless, observing the situation below from his vantage point.

The two survivors ran out of the bushes and stopped in a relatively open clearing.

One of them collapsed to his knees, bracing himself with his hands and gasping for breath.

The other person leaned against a tree trunk, turned around and looked into the woods behind him, his face filled with fear and despair.

"I can't run anymore..."

"I...I really can't run anymore..."

The person kneeling on the ground spoke haltingly, his voice so hoarse that it was almost impossible to discern complete sentences.

"Can't stop!"

The man leaning against the tree turned around abruptly, his voice distorted with extreme fear: