Chapter 215 Aditya
A storm swept across the sea, and the violent rain and waves licked the island without tenderness. Under the ravages of the storm, broken branches and plants were everywhere. However, the truly delicate plants could not survive on this island, and those that could survive tenaciously would not be easily destroyed by a hurricane. After the storm, the plants on the island were washed by water, and the clear leaves sparkled in the sun, making them look more vibrant.
Between the rocks and the jungle, a black shadow climbed the rocks and walked on the wall as if it were flat ground. He could easily climb up and down the trees more than ten meters high with a light leap, as if gravity had completely lost its effect. In just a moment, he was already standing on the highest rock on the sea side, holding a round coconut in his hand. Rong Yuan used his palm as a knife to cut off a small half of the coconut shell, then sat cross-legged, watching the sea while drinking coconut juice.
The storm did not cause him any damage. Rong Yuan's bamboo hut was backed by rocks, sheltering him from the wind and rain. It was not damaged too much and only needed a little repair. Two weeks later, his arm was mostly healed, and only his left hand was still wrapped in a strip of cloth. It was not that the wound needed to be bandaged, but he disliked the scar on his hand because it was too ugly. The more it could be covered, the better. As for the left arm where the wound had healed, it was left with a dark red mark, like frost flowers or spreading vines in winter. It was not ugly, but rather looked like a unique tattoo.
Rong Yuan knew that people struck by lightning would occasionally have this Lichtenberg pattern, but he had never thought that being struck by unscientific thunder would have the same effect. When Rong Yuan used string power to heal, he found that a strange force made the scar only lighter and lighter over time, but it was impossible to completely disappear. This mark seemed to be a permanent mark and warning.
This was the first time that Rong Yuan had truly discovered and come into contact with the power of the Merit Book. He now wished that the Merit Book was right beside him, so that he could see from the perspective of string force whether the same power was at work in the exchange of merit. Unfortunately, now he could only wait.
The sky was clear and blue, the sea was calm again, and the sparkling waves seemed to take in all the stars in the sky. But such a beautiful view also meant that there were no ships or planes passing nearby. After finishing the coconut juice, Rong Yuan threw the shell away and stood up to leave.
“Bang, bang, bang… bang… ah!”
Rong Yuan moved his ears and vaguely heard a short muffled groan from below, which was clearly a human voice, but then there was no more sound. Rong Yuan walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down. He finally found a dark guy among several jagged rocks. The rock wall was steep, wet and slippery. Not to mention climbing up, he even had a hard time holding on to the rocks. He opened his mouth wide and gasped like a dying fish.
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Aditya Sucre gulped down the whole bucket of hot water, let out a long breath, and relaxed all over. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said gratefully, "Thank you, brother, you saved my life."
Although he had already fainted before Rong Yuan rescued him, he still remembered that his yacht had sunk in a storm and was finally washed by the waves to a small island. However, what blocked his way was a cliff that was almost 90 degrees vertical. Although there were some gravels at the bottom of the cliff, it was covered with slippery moss. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only desperately slide into the sea inch by inch.
When he woke up, he was already lying on the flat and solid ground (Rong Yuan did not put him on the bed), with a fire next to him and two fish being roasted in front of him. Although half of them seemed to be burnt, they still emitted a rich and tempting aroma for a hungry man. It was as if the joy of returning to the world from hell made him deeply feel the meaning of life, and his eyes were filled with tears of happiness.
So Adiya Sucre, who was full and satisfied, said this with sincerity and without pretense. He spoke in Nut language, so there was no communication barrier for Rong Yuan. However, Rong Yuan glanced at the high swelling on the man's head and said nothing.
Adiya didn't mind. He was very fond of his savior at the moment. Seeing this, he just secretly moved his butt a little closer and asked in a friendly manner: "Do you speak Nut language? I'm Adiya Sucre. What's your name? How did you get to this island? Do you know where this is?"
If Rong Yuan was a few years older, Adiya would have been more respectful and distant. However, Rong Yuan was not yet 21 years old. In many people's eyes, young people of this age were children who had not yet graduated from school. The appearance of a sugar countryman was already small, and he was in an unprecedented "slender" state, which made him look more like a growing adolescent. So Adiya naturally regarded him as a boy who needed to be taken care of, and spoke with less scruples.
Rong Yuan thought about it and only answered one question: "Gu Yuan, my name."
"Gu Yuan?" Adiya repeated to himself, and then asked: "Are you from Tang Country? I like Tang Country. Tang Country is beautiful and the food is delicious, such as sweet and sour pork, mapo tofu, kung pao chicken, dumplings..."
He began to talk about various delicacies in a clumsy language. The more he talked, the more greedy he became. He swallowed several times, picked up the fruit that was placed aside and started to eat it. While eating, he introduced his previous experiences of traveling to various countries. Even though Rong Yuan didn't say a word, he didn't mind. He could still talk happily alone.
When saving people, Rong Yuan discovered that this young black man with a completely shaved head was a wealthy guy. Although his clothes were soaked in seawater and became dirty and smelly, it could be seen that the materials and designs were very good. The watch on his wrist and the gold necklace around his neck were all brands that Rong Yuan had heard people around him talk about in magazines before, but rarely saw. From the top of his head to the soles of his feet, everything he wore, used, and used had one thing in common: it was very expensive.
Rong Yuan learned from his chatter that this guy was a well-known actor in Nut Country, and his starring works were also very popular in Sugar Country. He was handsome and easy-going (maybe a bit chatty and silly, Rong Yuan thought), so he had many fans. So even though he was stranded on a deserted island, he firmly believed that someone would find a way to find and rescue him soon. Therefore, he was very calm since he woke up, and even regarded this accident as an interesting experience. After resting for a while, he was very interested in traveling around.
Rong Yuan, who had already traveled all over the island, knew that there were no large wild animals on the island, not even small rabbits or wild mice. The most dangerous ones were probably crabs and mantises. So he just let him go and continued practicing string strength after he walked away.
But when everything was quiet, no one came back. Rong Yuan listened carefully and heard, in addition to the sound of waves hitting the rocks, someone's desperate cry for help.
Rong Yuan: ...
Adiya was once again carried back to the bamboo house by Rong Yuan. After this incident, he learned two things: first, this young boy was very strong, he could carry a man weighing 80 kilograms and still move freely without even sweating on his head; second, surviving on a desert island is not something that everyone can do. This environment is full of dangers. For example, when you jump down from a rock, you must first check whether there is flat ground or a puddle covered by grass leaves, and also make sure there are no strange-shaped rocks waiting to trap you, otherwise you may slip and break your legs.
This time, Adiya noticed that there was a small bed in the room. He looked at it eagerly, but Rong Yuan still threw the wounded man to the ground without any courtesy. He grunted , wanted to say something but stopped, blinked his black eyes, and then saw Rong Yuan frowning slightly with a look of disgust on his face.
Aditya: ...
Aditya understood immediately.
He sniffed and didn't smell anything bad on himself - of course, that was because he was used to it. But the clothes that had been soaked in seawater and then dried were covered with large patches of white salt grains, and they were as hard as a board. His lower body was covered with mud and grass juice, and there might be the crushed bodies of unknown insects. Lying on his side on the ground felt a little uncomfortable, so he reached out and took out a small fish that was still jumping from his pocket.
There was a homemade small pot hanging over the fire, with some green leaves and bark bubbling inside. Aditya didn't know that this was Rongyuan's herbal medicine and thought it was the porridge he would drink later, so he picked up the fish tail and wanted to throw it into the pot.
Rong Yuan, who was fiddling with some branches, turned around and looked at him as if he had eyes on his back. Adiya shuddered all over and threw the fish out. He laughed dryly twice, and then thought strangely: Why should afraid?
The reason why a man with a broken leg could be so carefree was not only because Aditya was a thick-skinned person, but also because Rong Yuan pressed his leg twice when he found him. Although it was impossible to heal immediately, he didn't feel the pain. Aditya was so amazed by Tang Guo's magical kung fu that he almost forgot that he had broken his leg.
Rong Yuan fixed his broken leg with a wooden board and made two crutches. Although he was always cold and didn't talk much, Adiya had already decided that he was the best person he had ever met. This guy was full of emotions and easily moved. No matter how big or small the matter was, he would say thank you thirteen or fourteen times a day, and they were all different.
And Rong Yuan deeply understood from him what it meant to be in danger of death.
For example, he volunteered to grill fish and almost fell into the fire, ruining his proud face (Adia did not dare tell Rongyuan that this was because she hated the half-cooked and half-burnt fish he grilled); for example, he wanted to try the legendary fire-making method of rubbing two sticks together, and first cut the inside of his wrist, and then almost burned his eyebrows, leaving his face black with smoke; for example, he went out to urinate at night, and ended up dislocating his shoulder.
When he first arrived on the island, he was in good health except for a little drowning; but within two days, he was covered with bruises, as if he had had a fight with a black bear.
——It must be said that this has a lot to do with the fact that Rong Yuan never warned him when he was foolish, but always watched coldly until he suffered a loss before taking action. In this way, Adiya, who was finally rescued, became more grateful to him.
Two days later, the sound of a propeller plane flying over broke the silence on the island. Adiya knelt on the beach with a cane and cried with joy, waving his arms and shouting desperately to attract the attention of the people on the plane. Rong Yuan still let him be silly, silently lit the three bonfires that had been built in advance, put some fresh green leaves and branches on them, and suddenly three billowing smoke rose into the sky.
