The next day, the fourth day since Chen Wen landed on the island.
After getting up in the morning, Chen Wen first checked his wounds.
There were no signs of inflammation, and the recovery was extremely fast.
However, the rapid recovery also had its downsides.
Itchy!
Chen Wen's wounds had been itching since last night.
In the morning, this symptom became more severe.
What should he do to divert his attention?
Chen Wen resisted the urge to scratch the wound on his foot and began to wander around the camp.
What was most needed now was fresh water.
Next was a weapon.
Chen Wen thought about it and decided to make a weapon.
But the flint he found last time had been used up.
To make new weapons, he needed to find stones again.
Chen Wen took his backpack, preparing to try his luck at the seaside once more.
An hour later.
Chen Wen returned.
"There were some findings, but not much. This time, the stones are only enough to make two weapons."
