Divine Desert Island Survival System

　　 At noon in the scorching sun, the best enjoyment is lying in a hammock, blowing the sea breeze, and drinking cool coconut milk.

　　 Zhao Yunxiang made a comfortable hammock in a very short time. The material of the hammock was vines. At first, it was a little panic, but it was comfortable after being covered with palm leaves.

　　 "Zhao Yunxiang, do you want to go to the beach together to find some marine rubbish?" Han Qianluo walked over. In order to cool off, Teacher Han combed her shawl high and tied a high pony tail.

　　 Teacher Han looks heroic and heroic, with a silk scarf that doesn’t let the eyebrows be shaved, and makes people want to play it!

　　 Recently, I haven't been to the beach for a long time. Usually, Zhao Yunxiang is very resistant to going to the beach at noon because it can be hot at this time.

　　Because the seaside air is very good, here is a desert island with few people, and the purity of the sky is dozens of times that of the city.

　　 In this way, the sun's ultraviolet rays are particularly strong. It is estimated that the neck can be peeled off after prolonged exposure in the sun.

　　 "But... it's very hot!" Zhao Yunxiang was a little greedy for his hammock, it seemed like Teacher Han was going to trick himself away so that the twins could come up.

　　 You know, the twins are very jealous of this little hammock.

　　 "Look, this is my shawl woven from palm leaves!" Han Qianluo took out two sets of shawls, which are similar to ancient clothes and look quite bulky.

　　 And, on these two sets of equipment, they also wear a hat. The hat is also made of palm leaves, and it's so green!

　　 "This hat is a bit green!" Zhao Yunxiang grinned. Fortunately, his last girlfriend broke up a few days before the trip. Otherwise, after a shipwreck, he might be green!

　　 Fortunately, my old Zhao wit!

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　　 "Don't pick it!" Han Qianluo said helplessly, "A sun-shading hat, you can take this into consideration."

　　 "Fuck, eldest sister, do I need to think about it? I'm not blind." Zhao Yunxiang twitched his mouth and said.

　　 "Aren't you blind?" Han Qianluo shook his waist-length single ponytail, and said bitterly, "I have a ponytail, don't you understand?"

　　"..." Zhao Yunxiang stayed sluggishly in place. I had 30 imperial women, and I really didn't know the special meaning of single ponytail.

　　 "Go, go to the beach!"

　　 At the invitation of Han Qianluo, the two of them walked barefoot and grinning across the hot beach.

　　 finally came to the beach!

　　 I stretched my feet into the cool sea water, and it felt really refreshing, but the sun was dazzling a bit, and I was wearing a shawl made by Han Qianluo and it was a little heavy, and he was panicked.

　　 is made of palm leaves, after all, this kind of leaves are needles, which are piercing.

　　 There is a lot of marine debris scattered on the beach that has not been searched for a few days.

　　 bottles, foam, old fishing nets, tangled fishing lines.

　　 The harvest today is very rich, and the fishing net and line about 5 meters square are precious.

　　 Of course, in addition to these, I found something else, and I found a tightly packed syringe!

　　 "My God, the syringe!" Zhao Yunxiang looked at the syringe in the hard plastic package and thought of his sad childhood!

　　 "It's still new, it's the cleanest!" Han Qianluo is also happier. What is the happiest thing about picking up trash?

　　 is undoubtedly something new!

　　 "Clean?" Zhao Yunxiang shook his head, "Not necessarily, this kind of thing is not clean."

　　 "The syringes are strictly sterilized, so why are they not clean?" Han Qianluo asked with frowning.

　　 "I worked as a summer job in a medical equipment factory when I was in junior high school. I knew the environment inside. This kind of syringe was really not clean." Zhao Yunxiang began to explain.

　　 "The needles of the syringe are coated with tortoise oil to prevent rust. After all, this is made of iron, and the others are made of plastic, made by dissolving plastic particles by a machine."

　　 Han Qianluo nodded, "Isn't this very clean?"

　　 "Dirty is on the packaging!" Zhao Yunxiang unpacked the syringe and took out the syringe. "I used to be a packer when I was a summer job and packed 10 kilograms of syringes for one dollar."

　　 "It's so cheap..." Han Qianluo was shocked. The syringe was less than half a sink, so how many packs of 10 kilograms!

"It's not the key!" Zhao Yunxiang showed his skill in packaging syringes. "Because when packaging, the packaging bags are all new and pressed together like a piece of paper. You have to hold the syringe like this and stuff the end into it. The bag mouth, and then stared at the position of the syringe needle with the index finger."

　　 "What's wrong?" Han Qianluo watched Zhao Yunxiang put the syringe in. It looked normal, there was nothing strange.

"Some syringes do not have this cap on the needle, that is to say, the needle is completely exposed to the outside." Zhao Yunxiang said, "Doing a movement for a long time will form an inertia of skillful connection, and sometimes grab the syringe. , Just use your index finger to push the syringe in. Many times you will encounter the one without a cap, so that the needle of the syringe will stick into your finger."

　　 "It hurts, right?" Han Qianluo's pretty face twisted slightly.

　　 "It hurts very much because of the tortoise oil applied on it!" Zhao Yunxiang said, "Packers won't remove the needle from the pierced finger, at most they will find a cover to cover the needle."

　　 "Is this a high probability?" Han Qianluo asked Shui Lingling's big eyes seriously.

　　 "3%" Zhao Yunxiang said ~www.readwn.com~ The probability is about 3%. I don't know other people. At least the packers of our medical equipment factory will not replace needles that pierced their fingers. "

　　 The current factory has closed down a long time ago. It is said that the chairman is addicted to building a temple.

　　 Later, because of masks making money, they started making masks again. When masks stopped making money, they were still in a state of bankruptcy.

　　 "This syringe is useless if we keep it." Han Qianluo glanced at the syringe. What use is this?

　　 Do you inject syrup?

　　 Where did the potion come from?

　　 "Keep it here, it will be of great use!" Zhao Yunxiang pointed to the shelter. There is a delicate work that you still need to solve.

　　 The current food reserves are very abundant, at least a hundred catties of bacon is available, tuna bacon is almost gone, shark bacon dehydration index has been reached, and it is now stored in the shelter.

　　 The bacon of the python needs some time to dry!

　　 Now that the food reserve has reached a certain level, it is time to make tools.

　　 Python skin needs to be tanned, which requires a chemical powder!

　　 To build a kiln, it is necessary to burn several clay pots for use. The things harvested in the future can be stored in clay pots.

　　 The honey in the honeycomb has to be taken out. Although this kind of thing will not go bad, it is not good to put it outside. .

　　 The two discussed at the beach, Lin Qingyu's voice came from the shelter.

　　 "Brother, come back soon, what is there!"

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