Chapter 642: Nature's Gift (Part 1)

Hearing the explosion of the plane crash, Arthur stood up immediately. He walked to the platform outside the cave entrance and looked into the distance. But because of the overly humid air environment, the fire was quickly extinguished, leaving only a wisp of floating smoke rising from the forest not far away.

"Hurry! Arthur! Hurry... it might be an air crash, someone needs help!" Oliver covered his chest and wanted to stand up, but finally fell to the ground. He coughed hard twice, shook his head, and appeared not very clear-headed.

"You stay here first, I'll go take a look." Arthur also realized the seriousness of the matter. Judging from the shock of the explosion just now, I'm afraid the whole plane was blown up. If there were really passengers...

Arthur didn't dare to continue thinking. He jumped down quickly along the protruding part of the rock wall, then pushed aside the scattered plants and collapsed trees on the ground, and ran towards the place where it fell.

From a long distance, he saw thick smoke, but by the time he ran there, the smoke had quickly dissipated. He saw from afar that two figures were standing there. Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. If people were standing, it meant they were not in life danger.

But walking forward again, Arthur was shocked, because the two people standing there were Schiller and Hal.

"Professor, and Mr. Pilot, why are you here?" Arthur ran over quickly and asked.

"I..." Hal revealed an extremely reluctant expression. Schiller poked him with his umbrella again. Hal sighed and had to admit: "I wanted to fly a plane to find you, who knew it would crash. This must be a problem with the plane's quality, and it has nothing to do with my flying skills."

Arthur opened his mouth and looked at the unrecognizable plane wreckage, saying: "It seems that the automatic pilot system is still not very reliable..."

"Right, that's right, it's the problem with the automatic pilot system!" Hal's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "I didn't fly it at all, it crashed suddenly, it has nothing to do with my flying skills at all..."

"My Healing Game"

"Wait, what is that?" Arthur suddenly discovered something strange.

He walked over and found that it was a piece of plane wreckage. It was just very strange that this piece of plane wreckage was preserved extra completely. After Arthur walked over, he found that it was exactly the location of the storage room on the plane.

"My god! Great, we have supplies!" Arthur walked over with joy, but stopping beside that piece of wreckage, he asked with some confusion: "What posture did this plane fall down in? If it was head down, the storage room would definitely be broken. If it was tail down, it shouldn't be preserved so completely..."

"Maybe it landed in the middle?" Schiller proposed a possibility. Hal slapped his head and said: "Isn't that a smooth landing?"

"Don't worry about that much, just treat it as a gift from nature," Schiller also walked to the wreckage and said: "Oh, look, even the refrigerator is intact. The ingredients should be preserved very completely, right?"

Just as he opened the refrigerator door and took a look at the situation inside, he closed the door with a "pop" sound, then walked towards Hal with a dark face. After walking to his side, he lowered his voice and said: "I told you to use Green Lantern energy to protect the refrigerator, you didn't have to protect it like this, right?"

"What's wrong? Did it break?" Hal appeared a bit nervous. He knew that the refrigerator was full of food. If it broke, besides being very wasteful, he would really only be able to eat fish for the next few days.

At this time, Arthur walked up, opened the refrigerator door, and before he could be surprised, he said with great confusion: "Hmm???... The freezing layer is preserved very well, I can understand that. Vegetables should be quite drop-resistant, but these eggs didn't break at all. Is it a bit..."

I saw that in the opened refrigerator door, the right grid of the middle layer was full of raw eggs. Falling from such a high altitude, not only did one not break, but they were still neatly placed in the grid, and even the formation wasn't messed up.

Hal said somewhat awkwardly: "That, it's probably a gift from nature. We have good luck, yeah, that's it..."

Although Arthur was still very confused, he really couldn't think of what was going on, so he threw all this behind his head and said: "Come on, let's move the refrigerator together, and then I'll look around to see if there are any materials that can be used to fix the boat."

Hearing this, Schiller suddenly froze for a moment. He nudged Hal with his elbow. Hal understood and walked to Arthur's side and said: "Let's go, let's move the refrigerator to that side first and take stock of the ingredients."

Arthur didn't think much and moved the heavy refrigerator with Hal. He didn't expect that Hal didn't look as tall and strong as him, but a large part of the strength was pressed on Hal, and Hal was actually still walking like flying.

Arthur praised: "The physical fitness of a pilot is indeed extraordinary."

"Hmm... thanks for the compliment, but not all pilots are like this. I am the best among them..." Hal smiled and said.

Watching the two figures go further and further away, Schiller said quickly to the Gray Mist in his heart: "Quick, identify which things here can be used to fix the boat, destroy them quickly..."

Schiller looked left and right to ensure that no one discovered his behavior. He squatted down, pressed his hand on the ground, and the gray mist spread quickly. In an instant, all the plane circuits that hadn't been destroyed were swallowed up. The Gray Mist said in Schiller's heart: "Alright, unless he can perform molecular-level decomposition and restoration, he definitely won't be able to find any usable materials."

Schiller breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, when Arthur returned to look for usable materials, he said with great disappointment: "Maybe this plane is too advanced. I actually didn't find any circuits in it. My god, how does it operate?"

At this time, Schiller walked up and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't be too greedy. Nature's gifts are always limited. Our luck is already good enough."

Arthur nodded, feeling that what Schiller said also made sense. His heart was relatively big, and he wouldn't be too entangled in the question of not finding an answer.

Therefore, he returned to the problem currently faced and said: "The supplies in this refrigerator are really too many. If it's not impossible to move in batches, it's best to transport them at once, otherwise, they might be stolen and eaten by seagulls or lizards."

Arthur sized up the surrounding environment and said: "We can use the trunks of palm trees. After cutting down the trunks and placing them on the ground, send the supplies forward through rolling logs. This should be faster and more labor-saving to transport over."

"Still using such trouble, I'll directly..." Hal was just about to speak when Schiller poked him with the umbrella, then looked at him with a look of disdain and said: "You want to cheat?"

"I..." Hal was choked, then came to Schiller's side and whispered to him: "Don't you cheat?"

"I did use some special abilities before, but from now on, I don't intend to do so."

Hal snorted coldly and said: "Then let's make a bet. Whoever uses special abilities first, whoever can't help but cheat first, loses."

"Then let's bet. If you lose, the work of the Green Lantern Corps for the next two months will be completed by you..."

While the two were talking, Arthur had already started looking for suitable wood. Soon, he found several suitable trees not far from the plane crash site."

Palm trees are not difficult to cut down, not to mention that there is a huge plane wreckage lying beside them. Arthur searched in the wreckage and found sharp metal pieces. He found several such metal pieces, stacked them together, and used stones to smash their edges.

After smashing a few more times, the edges were smashed together, then two grooves were smashed at the bottom, tied with palm leaves, and after putting the handle at the bottom and tying it a few times, a simple axe was made.

Just when Schiller thought he was going to wave this axe to start cutting trees, he found that this was actually not an axe, but a sickle.

Arthur hooked the metal part onto the tree trunk and started rubbing back and forth. Soon, a shallow mark was cut on the tree trunk. I believe that as long as it is rubbed a few more times and back and forth, the tree will soon fall.

Schiller observed his movements, then turned and walked into the wreckage. He found a larger metal piece and started looking for stones all over the ground. Hal didn't know what he was going to do and asked: "What do you plan to do,"

"I plan to make a saw, help me find a few suitable stones." Schiller replied.

Hal and Schiller started looking for stones of similar size all over the ground. Soon, they found them. The two bent this metal plate repeatedly, so that it could be cut from the fragile part, and then smashed dents with stones at the cut place, so it became a very simple saw.

When Schiller carried the saw over, Arthur was still a bit surprised. Schiller raised the saw and shook it somewhat proudly. Who knew Arthur said: "Oh, I originally wanted to make a saw, but I couldn't handle such a large metal plate alone..."

"Then why didn't you ask me for help?" Schiller asked.

"Uh..." Arthur said while sawing the tree with that small sickle: "Professor, you don't look like someone who can do work."

Arthur had already said it very tactfully. Schiller lowered his head and looked at himself. Arthur's height was 185, and Schiller was two centimeters taller than him, but if it was about width, he wasn't as strong as Arthur.

Arthur's Schwarzenegger-like inverted triangle figure was indeed very consistent with his identity as a young fisherman. In contrast, Schiller appeared thinner. Sighing, Schiller turned his head and looked at Hal, who walked up. Hal rubbed his hands and said: "How is it? Is there any place that needs my help?"

"Forget it, you don't look like someone who can do work." After Schiller finished speaking, he carried the saw to saw the tree.

Hal lowered his head and looked at himself. He was one centimeter taller than Schiller, but like Schiller, they were both thin figures, completely not as wide as Arthur.

Looking at Arthur's hill-like biceps, he stretched out his arm, posed a bodybuilding pose, and then patted his muscles, whispering: "Not bad."

Then he thought that Arthur was only 19 years old, he sighed again and went to help Schiller move the wood.

Actually, the amount of muscle mass had no effect on Schiller and Hal. They didn't rely on muscle strength, so when the two easily finished cutting and moving more than a dozen pieces of wood, Arthur looked at the pile of palm wood in a daze and said:

"Professor, you really make me look at you with new eyes. Even the strongest fisherman on our island can't collect so much wood so quickly..."

The two, who agreed not to cheat but actually used their special constitutions, coughed somewhat awkwardly and then looked at Arthur's results.

In just over ten minutes, Arthur collected four pieces of wood. This was not easy, because besides the difference in strength, there was also a difference in the tools between them.

Arthur carried a thick palm wood without effort. Hal and Schiller turned their heads at the same time, watching him move the wood from one side to the other. Hal nudged Schiller with his elbow and said:

"Are you sure we won't cheat and can win against him?"

"Of course I... am not sure." ===== CHAPTER 643 =====