EBE Chapter 401 The Mystery of the Isolated Island 2
Chapter 401 The Mystery of the Isolated Island 2
An even more terrifying tsunami formed, and everyone watched helplessly as the ship was completely capsized.
Wenluo relaxed her whole body. Following the original owner's experience, she was swept into the sea by the seawater and did not put up any unnecessary resistance.
The original owner could swim. In her memory, she was knocked unconscious by the waves and woke up on the beach of that island.
She swam for a while, but was hit by a wave and stopped, letting her body float in the sea.
After drifting for an unknown amount of time, she finally saw an island.
Several people on the beach had been washed ashore by the sea and were still unconscious.
Wenluo stood up and, like the original owner, picked up the suitcase that was not far from her.
She knew there were some clothes and food inside. The fact that the original owner was killed so quickly was probably related to finding this suitcase.
People started waking up one after another. There were six people here, and four others were probably not on this beach of the island.
A young man coughed violently for a long time before finally expelling the seawater that had entered his airway. He stood up and said, "Where are we? Aren't we on a ship?"
Wenlu was speechless. With such a big incident, and the person was soaking in the sea, how could they be sleeping so soundly without any reaction? It's a miracle they're still alive.
"The ship was capsized by the tsunami, and you didn't even know?" a girl who looked like a student said.
The man scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Before I went to sleep, I hadn't slept for two nights and was extremely tired. I also drank some alcohol, so I slept very soundly."
"You're really lucky, you're blessed with a long life," the girl exclaimed.
The middle-aged man, who had been observing his surroundings since waking up, interrupted the two, saying, "We must have been washed ashore on this island by the sea."
"Does anyone have a cell phone? Quickly call the police and let them come and rescue us!" A young and beautiful woman looked at the boundless sea and said with some fear.
The man who had been silent immediately began searching for things that had been washed ashore by the waves.
Wenluo, carrying a suitcase, naturally attracted everyone's attention.
The middle-aged man spoke up, "Have you been carrying this suitcase with you the whole time? Do you still have your phone with you?"
When Wenluo noticed everyone's gaze, he shook his head and said, "My phone is gone."
If she didn't have to follow the original owner's instructions, she would have packed up her suitcase.
We can't let these people covet it, but in order to find the murderer, this is the only way for now.
As for their questions about the suitcase, she didn't answer, just as the original owner had done back then.
Somewhat disappointed, everyone turned away and split up to search.
There were many things washed ashore on the beach. They searched for a long time before finding a cell phone that could barely be turned on.
"Host, this world is pretty waterproof!" Xiao Qi joked.
"Yeah, there's no signal anyway."
Wenlu felt that this was necessary for the plot. In this place, there was no signal and no way to call for help. Being isolated from the world, people would gradually lose their sense of morality as normal people.
Everyone was overjoyed to find the phone, and the young woman immediately exclaimed, "Call the police quickly, I'm saved!"
The little girl was holding the phone. After fiddling with it for a while, she looked at the phone, shook her head, and said with a disappointed expression, "It doesn't work, there's no signal here."
"No signal? What do we do then?" The middle-aged man frowned, picked up the phone, and tried it a few more times, but found that there really was no signal.
This disappointed everyone, and even made them feel somewhat hopeless. The grass on the island was very dense, and it looked unsafe.
They absolutely cannot live without food, so they have no choice but to go in.
They didn't see any crabs or anything like that on the beach, so it seems like seafood is hard to find. They can't imagine what their future will be like.
The atmosphere was heavy as everyone worried about how they would survive, and no one spoke for a moment.
It was the middle-aged man who first realized: "The sun looks like it's about to set; this can't go on."
They had just picked up everything from the beach, and there wasn't much food left.
There are six people here. Even excluding Wenluo, who brought his own food, the five of them wouldn't have enough to eat for two days.
Wenluo's suitcase had been opened earlier, and she had a lighter inside, which was the only thing that made everyone happy.
As for the food, everyone assumed it was her own suitcase, so no one has offered to contribute it yet.
"Then what should we do?" the youngest girl asked.
The middle-aged man was the oldest among them, and he was the one who raised the question; everyone was watching to see what he would say.
He looked at everyone's gaze, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's divide the work. Two people in a group will go find firewood to start a fire, and the rest of you will go find something to eat."
With someone taking the lead in making arrangements, everyone started to get moving. Wenluo and the quieter man were assigned to a group, and the two of them went to collect branches for starting a fire.
People are hesitant to venture into the dense undergrowth yet and can only walk around the perimeter.
The two men gathered a lot of dry branches and carried them to their temporary resting camp.
They made several trips before they finally went back and started a fire.
Others were looking for wild fruits, while others were looking for seafood on the beach.
At night, everyone sat around the fire, talking and eating a simple meal.
The middle-aged man spoke up: "Since we've all come here by chance, let's cooperate to survive for now and get to know each other!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone and, seeing that no one had any objections, said:
“My name is Wang Qiang. You are about the same age as my children, so just call me Uncle Wang. I used to run my own business.”
"My name is Li Wenwen, and I'm a freshman in college," said the youngest girl.
The lucky young man continued, "My name is He Nian, I'm twenty-six years old, and I used to work at an advertising company."
The pretty young woman looked around at everyone before saying, "My name is Han Xi, I'm about the same age as He Nian, and I'm a freelancer."
“Meng Ke, twenty-eight,” the man of few words said.
Everyone's gaze turned to Wenluo at the end, and she said, "Wenluo is twenty-seven years old and works for a foreign company."
After a brief introduction, everyone got to know each other a bit.
Li Wenwen became closer to He Nian, who seemed easy to talk to.
Han Xi seemed a bit timid, always looking around nervously.
Wang Qiang and Meng Ke remained relatively calm, while Wen Luo, mimicking the original owner, kept quiet and appeared unapproachable.
She knew that these people seemed to be getting along well now, but once their interests were threatened and they fought over resources, they would all turn on each other.
When there's nothing left to eat and everyone's going to die, it's impossible for people to get along well.