The Days to Survive with Several Girls on the Uninhabited Island

Allen looked at their backs and said nothing.

"Let\'s go!"

Allen left with the bone residue.

His first destination was the place where he felt threatened before.

"Here it is!"

Allen asked Luan to stop and gave Luan the tools he had found before.

"You just need to learn how to use it!"

After exhorting Luan, Allen started digging.

"Have you learned?"

After working for a while, Allen asked Luan.

"Yes. But Master Allen, are you going to set a trap?"

Luan looked at Allen with a strange look as if he didn\'t understand what Allen was doing.

"Yes, you..."

Looking at Luan\'s face, Allen suddenly thought of a question.

"Luan was born in the savage tribe. They often go out to hunt, so they can also..."

Thinking of this, Allen coughed, but he didn\'t avoid the problem.

Instead, he asked Luan.

"Will your tribe use this kind of trap?"

​ "Yes, Master Allen."

Luan\'s answer was hesitant as if he was worried that Allen would be angry after he knew his answer.

Luckily, Allen\'s reaction was normal.

He just said it lightly.

"Okay, then I know. It saves me a lot of time. You can just make a trap here and dig a deeper hole! Got it?"

Allen asked him to start. What was he going to do? He was going to prepare the wood thorns.

After all, a dead beast was a good beast for Allen.

Luan didn\'t say anything more but started to dig quickly.

The advantage of his strength was that he quickly dug out a small hole in this place in a few seconds.

They quickly set up a trap.

Allen found some dry grass and leaves to cover it. At the same time, he put the leftovers on it as bait.

Although Allen didn\'t know if it would work to attract the beast that had made Allen feel dangerous before.

But Allen knew that he would feel a lot of security after he finished this.

"Well, let\'s go!"

After that, Allen took Luan to the next place.

After setting up several traps in the same way, Allen took Luan back to his cabin.

"Master Allen, what are you doing?"

Luan was delighted to see them back to the place he was familiar with.

He suddenly had a hunch that Allen might teach him something amazing!

"I\'ll teach you how to build a house!"

As expected, Allen said this to Luan, who nodded crazily.

"Okay, Master Allen!"

At this moment, he was like a repeating machine, repeating the words to Allen.

Finally, Allen reached out his hand to him, indicating him to stop.

"Come on! Hurry up!"

Luan followed Allen without hesitation. One was willing to teach him, and the other was studying hard.

Time passed quickly.

The sky gradually darkened. Most of the savages had fallen asleep and only some savages guarding their gates were still awake.

At this time, Ming was sitting in his house. After secretly closing the windows of his stone house, he silently took out a coal oil lamp from under his bed.

After carefully lighting the oil lamp, Ming took out his shotgun.

"Why doesn\'t the bullet fit?"

He tried to put different bullets into the shotgun, but no matter how many times he tried, it didn\'t work.

In the end, Ming even used too much strength, hurting himself!

"Whoosh!"

Ming was so angry that he dropped his bullet on the ground.

"Why?"

He didn\'t understand why it was like this at all. He could have put the bullet in it before, but why couldn\'t he now?

"Is it my fault? Can\'t I make the barrel bigger?"

A look of anger appeared on Ming\'s face.

But soon, this emotion disappeared quickly. After calming down, Ming picked up the bullet that he had thrown on the ground in silence.

However, at this moment, a light knock on the door made the bullet in Ming\'s hand fall to the ground in an instant.

"Who is it?"

Ming didn\'t hurry to pick up the bullets he had dropped. Instead, he grabbed his weapon and asked at the stone door.

Because long ago, he had told his clansmen that they couldn\'t come to him if there was nothing important at night.

But now someone was knocking on his door.

What was going on? Ming had to be vigilant.

However, the person outside the door didn\'t seem to hear the voice at all. He was still knocking at the door.

The expression on Ming\'s face slowly became strange with this kind of knock.

The nervousness at the beginning gradually turned into doubt and confusion.

"Why?"

After muttering, Ming took out his weapon and turned off the oil lamp. Then he silently walked to his stone door.

"…"

He was not in a hurry to open the door, but knocked gently on his stone door.

Soon, Ming got a response.

This made the expression on Ming\'s face even stranger. However, he still opened his stone door.

A figure outside the door found an opportunity to slip in. The nervous Ming looked outside and after confirming that it was late and he couldn\'t see any savages, he closed the door with relief.

The moment he turned his head, the expression on his face changed again.

Because the guy who came in smoothly found the edge of his stone table in the darkness and lit the oil lamp.

Under the light, Ming had an indescribable expression on his face.

"Why are you here? Didn\'t you say that you would never talk to me anymore?"

Ming looked at the cannibal who was sitting opposite him and began to play with his shotgun. He said this calmly but with a sense of threat.

The guy who sneaked into Ming\'s stone house tonight was the head of the cannibals, Zack!

At this time, there was no hidden nervousness on Zack\'s face. He acted relaxed and didn\'t even respond to Ming\'s question the first time.

"Is this the shotgun? I guess you killed my elite troops with it!"

Ming looked at the shotgun and asked in reply, but when he found that Ming hadn\'t answered, he silently aimed the shotgun at Ming. When he found that there was no fear on his face, nor did he dodge, he understood that the shotgun should be a decoration.

"Boring!"

After saying that, Zack put the shotgun back in its original position, his face revealing a look of powerlessness.

However, Ming would not be captivated by this.

"What are you doing here?"