Oh no! I've been kept as a pet by a stray killer whale!

Chapter 26 Anchor, You Possess the Love of the Entire Ocean

Just as Jiang Che was trying to stand up and calm the group of big guys.

The whimpering monster, which was burrowing in the sand on the seabed, suddenly raised its head.

"Found it! Found it!"

"A miracle hemostatic device!"

"puff!"

With a forceful shake of its head, a dark, limp, still-wriggling thing, carrying seawater, flew precisely toward Jiang Che.

*Splat*

The substance was smeared on Jiang Che's chest, then slid down his clothes to his hand.

Jiang Che looked closely.

It was a black sea cucumber as thick as a forearm, covered in fleshy spines.

The thing was startled and was frantically vomiting white, guttural strands.

"quick!"

The whining monster shouted, "Quick, use this to seal it! This sticks! Seal the opening! Then it won't leak air!"

"I saw a sea turtle with a cracked shell last time, and it was lying on this without moving! It'll definitely work!"

Jiang Che looked at the sticky, oozing sea cucumber in his hand, which was still spewing out strands, and felt like crying.

What the hell?! If you plug it up, it won't leak air! Am I an inflatable doll?

And using sea cucumber to stop bleeding? What kind of dark folk remedy is that?

Before he could throw away the sea cucumber, Big Fatty also took action.

It felt that simply blocking it wasn't enough.

"No! We need to replenish the blood! We need to replenish the blood we've lost!"

Big Fatty was anxiously circling in the water when suddenly a brilliant idea struck him.

It remembered the way Jiang Che ate tuna before.

"Give him food! Give him food! If he's full, the bleeding will stop!"

So, Big Fatty dived back into the water.

In less than ten seconds, it leaped out of the water with a spiny lobster that had somehow appeared in its mouth.

The lobster was enormous, and its two long antennae were still waving.

"Eat! Eat quickly!"

The fat man shoved the lobster into Jiang Che's arms, almost making him fall over: "This is a tonic! Eat it quickly! You'll feel better after you finish!"

This moment.

Jiang Che held a sticky sea cucumber in his left hand, a large, menacing lobster in his arms, and in front of him were five orcas that were so anxious they were about to come ashore to give him artificial respiration.

This scene, absurd and comical, yet it exudes a suffocating kind of love.

at last.

Jiang Che couldn't hold back any longer.

"Pfft"

He laughed out loud.

That smile caused a tremor in my chest and broke the tense, almost frozen atmosphere.

He neither threw away the sea cucumber nor refused the lobster.

Instead, he slowly squatted down and extended his injured left hand to Big Fatty.

"Big brother—don't panic."

Jiang Che's voice was soft and gentle.

He pointed to the wound that had stopped bleeding and whose edges were beginning to turn white.

"Look, it's all healed now."

"It's stopped flowing."

Big Fatty was stunned.

It moved closer to the enormous head, its eye, almost as big as Jiang Che's head, staring intently at the tiny wound.

It stared at it for a full half minute.

After checking several times, it was confirmed that no more red liquid had come out.

"call""

Big Fatty exhaled a long breath, and the mist he exhaled even wet Jiang Che's eyelashes.

The tension that was visible to the naked eye dissipated from its taut muscles.

"That scared me to death!"

Big Fatty muttered to himself, his voice filled with the exhaustion of surviving a close call: "This thing heals pretty quickly. Just now, with all that sizzling blood, I thought you were going to split in two."

"You'd better be more careful next time! Don't touch anything hard! You're not much stronger than jellyfish, why can't you be more careful?"

Hearing this nagging remark, which was full of "fatherly" flavor, Jiang Che felt a deep, tender spot in his heart.

He looked at the group of huge creatures in front of him.

They are the rulers of the ocean, killers that strike fear into the hearts of countless creatures.

But at this moment, they were in such a hurry because of a small cut on his finger.

They don't understand medicine or herbs.

They only know how to give him what they consider the best—the stickiest sea cucumber, the most nutritious lobster.

This kind of clumsy, unreserved care is a thousand times more precious than the hypocritical concern and concern found in human society.

"understood."

Jiang Che reached out and gently touched the smooth, warm tip of Da Pang's nose.

This time, Big Fatty didn't dodge or arrogantly toss its head. It simply stood there quietly, letting the small, two-legged creature stroke it.

"I will be careful."

Jiang Che said softly, "For your sake, I have to live well too."

The chat room was unusually quiet at that moment.

There was no more teasing, no more jokes.

[My defenses have crumbled—they've really crumbled.]

I initially thought it was a comedy, but it made me cry.

That sea cucumber—it was disgusting, but it was the best medicine the whiny girl could find.

Is this the bond that transcends species? On this deserted island, the streamer is the one who is truly cherished.

What is the definition of vulnerability? It's not physical injury, but whether anyone cares when you're hurt. Host, you are not vulnerable at all, because you have the love of an entire ocean.

While the heartwarming days were comfortable, a bigger problem at hand forced Jiang Che to get moving.

Jiang Che licked his dry, chapped lips, feeling as if there was a burning cotton ball stuck in his throat.

The rainwater I collected from the leaves yesterday is long gone. Although tuna and lobster provide plenty of protein, digesting high-protein foods requires a significant amount of water from the body.

Jiang Che is currently in an extremely dangerous state of "hidden dehydration".

"We must find a stable source of fresh water."

Jiang Che glanced at the "Sky Eye" drone hovering above his head and said in a hoarse voice to the viewers who had just started watching the live stream, "Brothers, the most important task right now is not building houses or playing with Big Fatty, but finding water."

"You can't rely on the weather. On this tropical island, the rain comes and goes quickly. Without a stream or groundwater, I wouldn't last three days."

He stood up and began to organize his equipment.

He put his wrinkled rain jacket back on, zipping it all the way up to protect himself from insect bites and scratches from thorny plants in the jungle. A Swiss Army knife was tucked into his belt, and he carried a hardwood stick he had sharpened the night before—it could be used as a trekking pole or to scare away snakes.

As for the water container—

Jiang Che rummaged through the pile of driftwood on the beach for a while and found two relatively intact empty plastic bottles, as well as two coconut shells that he had pried open with a knife and eaten the fruit from.

"The equipment is basic, but it's sufficient."

Jiang Che took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the lush, yet unfathomable, green jungle deep within the island.

That was uncharted territory.

There may be venomous snakes, swamps, and wild boars, but life also thrives there.

"Let's go."

Jiang Che did not disturb the orcas that were still sleeping in the shallow water.

Five black "mountains" floated quietly on the water, rising and falling with the rhythm of the waves, occasionally spouting out a few wisps of lazy water mist.

Seeing their peaceful sleeping postures, Jiang Che felt a warmth in his heart. He tiptoed around the beach, trying not to make a sound, and walked towards the bushes behind the coconut grove.