The Days to Survive with Several Girls on the Uninhabited Island

Chapter 234 237 Clay

"What a test of human nature!"

Allen couldn't help but sigh. The main reason was that Allen felt that he had killed Ming.

When they returned to the tribe, he could say that Ming had been eaten by wild beasts.

And he could use Luan's trust to get rid of all suspicion.

"I will support Luan to be the head of the savage tribe. In that case, the whole savage tribe will be mine!"

Thinking of this, Allen couldn't help but breathe more heavily.

The head of the savages thought something was wrong with Allen.

"Allen, are you hurt? Why are you panting? Let's sit down and have a rest!"

"No, I'm fine!"

Allen didn't dare to tell Ming that it was because he wanted to kill him and take charge of the entire tribe. Otherwise, no matter how much Ming trusted him, Ming would fight him to the death!

"I just feel the air here is comfortable. I can't help but take more!"

As Allen spoke, he opened his mouth and began to breathe in front of Ming, which made Ming smile awkwardly.

"Allen, you must be kidding!"

But in order not to embarrass Allen, Ming also opened his mouth wide and breathed.

If someone saw this scene at this time, he might think that Allen and Ming were so hungry to faint.

How could they eat air?

Was this called drinking the northwest wind?

After they drank the northwest wind for a while, Allen felt that it was so stupid. At last, he couldn't help but close his mouth.

"Okay, let's go to see the clay."

Ming had already had enough air.

Hearing Allen's words, he led the way for Allen.

"Come on, Allen!"

They walked forward one after another in a tacit understanding.

However, after the previous stupid behavior, Ming felt that his relationship with Allen should be closer.

He trusted Allen more.

"I guess Allen thinks the same way about me."

However, Ming thought too much.

Allen felt embarrassed.

What was even more embarrassing was that Ming even imitated it.

This made Allen feel that his IQ was not high.

"I used to think he was a civilized person, but he had been on the island too long. But now, I guess he is just a native savage!"

Allen sighed silently in his heart, but he was relieved to see this.

"With such a stupid but worthy neighbor, the girls and I will have a happy life."

Allen became more active when he thought of this.

In particular, he was plotting Ming's food.

"I can ask him for some flour, which can be used to make bread!"

Allen almost drooled at the thought of the delicious bread and cakes.

He even walked faster.

As a result, Ming almost couldn't keep up with Allen.

"Master Allen, slow down!"

In the end, Ming called Allen, which reminded Allen of the fact that he didn't know the way. Why did he walk so fast?

"Ha-ha, I was thinking something just now. I'm sorry!"

Allen turned around and asked Ming to walk forward again. The latter didn't mean to blame Allen.

"It's okay, Master Allen!"

Ming was generous. They struck up a new subject.

Allen wanted to know how much food Ming had and if he could get some food for free. If not, he could make a deal in the future, but they had to trade at a lower price!

Ming wanted to get some information about the firearms and ammunition from Allen. It would be best if Allen told him how to put his bullets into the shotgun.

Therefore, Allen and Ming had their own opinions and didn't know each other.

In the end, they felt uneasy! How could they get nothing after saying so much!

"Master Allen, here we are!"

In the end, they even arrived at the place with clay that Ming had mentioned before. Allen and he did not get the information they wanted, and the two of them felt regretful.

Allen sighed.

"He is talkative. What a strange savage!"

Although Allen thought so, he nodded silently and said, "OK!"

He looked around and found that they were almost halfway up the mountain.

There was a large pond here.

The quiet lake reflected the blue sky, and the surroundings were full of vitality.

Allen was relaxed.

"That's great! If this place is developed into a tourist attraction, I think it would be popular!"

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Allen couldn't help but sigh.

Only in such a secluded environment could the scenery be so beautiful!

"Yes, it's good, but not the best!"

Ming had a different opinion of Allen.

He felt that Allen was like a bumpkin who had never seen the world. He didn't know what beauty was.

"Ah! This is not the best! Then what else can be compared with this?"

Allen explored the soil as he walked, trying to find what he wanted.

Ming pointed the way for Allen.

"Here, yes!"

"Here is not the best place. The best view is from the top of the mountain!"

Allen squatted down and picked up the mud. At the same time, he couldn't help but look up at the top of the mountain.

At this position, Allen seemed to see a strange tree on the top of the mountain.

Although there was no wind, the tree seemed to have life and could swing itself.

"Really? Then can we go upstairs to have a look?"

Allen suddenly became interested in going to the top of the mountain. Even if he just took a look at it and would waste a lot of time, Allen wanted to go up and have a look.

Ming chuckled, indicating that there was no problem at all.

"When you finish your work, Allen, we'll go upstairs!"

As he spoke, he saw the soil in Allen's hand begin to change shape.

"What's this?"

Allen's hands moved so fast that he managed to make an embryo.

This surprised Ming.

"It's just an adobe. It's not finished yet!"

Allen didn't want to talk to Ming. He just continued to process the embryo.

Ming consciously stopped disturbing Allen.

He just stood there quietly and looked at Allen. But soon, Ming couldn't help but join Allen.

"No man can resist the temptation of playing mud!"

Ming also joined Allen. He grabbed a handful of soil and kneaded it in his hand.

However, as soon as he did it, he found the problem.

"The mud in Allen's hand seems to be big or small, soft or hard. Why does it look completely different from mine?"

Imitating Allen's gesture, Ming also wanted to make a shape of the mud on his hand.

But after a try, he found that he had broken the mud with too much force.

He couldn't make a shape at all.

Even if Allen was making a simple thing, he still couldn't copy it.