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The Thomas Party were sleeping idly in the afternoon sun.

Thomas was the name of the organization I gave to these five crocodiles. The biggest one was the godfather, Thomas, while the smaller ones were its followers. I really didn’t know how to distinguish the three small ones, so I just called them “the gang”.

The reason I did this was because I couldn’t afford to provoke them, and I was so bored. They had occupied the most scenic spot, which included the lushest area of reeds.

Instead of wasting time thinking about the problem like the first day, I immediately went to the other side of the island and collected the reeds and dirt from there. It was very difficult to move the soil, so I had to mix it with the dry mud from the shore, and then pile it into mud balls before moving it all to the edge of the mound.

Although the steps were difficult, things went smoothly. I thought of building a house out of mud, but it probably went against the principle.

I made a small stove by mixing river mud and dry mud with rocks, and then started piling fuel into it. I wove a lot of fine nets in the mud using weeds, and although the nets made of grass roots weren’t strong, they could keep the soil from breaking while it was baking.

As I was playing with the mud, I kept humming songs from the movie “Ghost” and imagining that there was a female ghost in my arms shaping the mud with me.

Generally speaking, this kind of thing needed to be dried in the shade before heating, but I couldn’t wait that long, and the requirements weren’t that high, either.

If the soil became burnt and cracked, I could immediately paste more on so that when the outside mud was still wet, the inside would slowly take shape. This was how people cooked “beggar’s chicken”.

The stove steadily started to provide heat, and the sun began to set again. My dizziness had been relieved because the glycogen in my body had been used up, and now my body was consuming fat.

Of course, I was still very hungry, but I had been very focused while making the pottery, so I didn’t feel any discomfort at all.

The reed ash that I had burned carefully, and the hay I had collected earlier burned too fast, and the fire would soon go out if I left.

I couldn’t help but hope that Black Glasses was going to have a miserable life in the future.

He must have calculated these factors. If there had been any woods here, then I thought it would have been very easy for me to get through thirty days, but there was a real lack of sustainable materials that could be used here.

I suddenly wondered if Black Glasses knew where I was going, and whether he had made these training arrangements based on the possible situations that could occur in that place.

But it was impossible that he would know anything about my plan.

Fortunately, I had a lot of wet weeds piled up, so I leaned toward the side of the stove where the fire was strongest and burned them. The weeds with roots were quickly dried and ignited, making the surroundings very dry and warm. I waited until the fire became stable before starting to figure out how to get something to eat.

Should I go and kill the Thomas Party? I didn’t have any weapons with me, so it would be too difficult. Crocodile skin was very hard, so it wasn’t realistic for me to eat it raw using only my nails and teeth. Moreover, the time was approaching when the Thomas Party would soon return to the water.

There weren’t any earthworms on the island, let alone other insects. There were only dragonflies and the spider-like things above the water. The strength I’d have to exert to catch these things was much greater than the benefit they would provide.

How about fishing? I needed too many things to fish, but this was Taihu Lake. In the 1960s, people started stocking the lake with crab seedlings, so I should be able to find some Taihu crabs here.

Crab fishing was easier than regular fishing, so I chose strong grass roots and tied them into a ball smaller than a fist. I went to the lake, stripped naked, and tried to catch tiny fish as small as peas. After getting them, I smashed them into a pulp and stuck them on the grass balls. I then tied the balls with my shoelaces and threw them into the lake.

The water temperature was very cold, but the sun was still hanging in the sky. I had to work hard at this time. Otherwise, come tomorrow, I wouldn’t be far from my death.

As I was trying to endure the water temperature, I suddenly saw a boat coming from the crocodile farm opposite. There was a girl sitting on the bow, looking at me in surprise as she held a bamboo pole with an iron ring in her hand. I looked at her and realized that maybe she was here to catch the crocodiles.

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Translated by: Tiffany X

Edited by: merebear226

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