At this moment, Zhuang Rui recalled the experience before he fainted, and still felt palpitations involuntarily.

Raising his hand to look at the waterproof watch, Zhuang Rui realized that he had slept for sixteen or seventeen hours, and it was already noon the next day.

"thirsty……"

After Zhuang Rui woke up from his abnormal state, he suddenly felt unbearably hungry and thirsty. He quickly took off his life jacket and counted his remaining belongings.

The result made Zhuang Rui a little disappointed. Except for Peng Fei's knife, there were only three pieces of compressed biscuits left, and the two pieces of bread that he had been reluctant to eat had been soaked into batter by sea water because the packaging bags were broken.

In other words, if there is nothing edible on the island, Zhuang Rui will have to rely on these three compressed biscuits to wait for the arrival of rescuers.

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. I haven't seen my son or daughter yet..."

Zhuang Rui comforted himself in his heart, then tore open a bag of compressed biscuits. After chewing it slowly in his mouth, he swallowed it with difficulty. He didn't drink water, which became Zhuang Rui's biggest problem.

It seemed like he saw a coconut tree yesterday. Zhuang Rui stood up and began to look at the island. He didn't know if it was a desert island or one that had been developed. But looking at the desolate surroundings, the former was more likely.

Some.

"Huh? It's fresh water!"

Zhuang Rui suddenly saw a puddle of clear water in the recess of a rock next to him. He quickly ran over, dipped his finger in a drop and put it in his mouth.
Chapter completed!