chapter 12 giant tortoise

I wanted to know more about the people who kicked Misako Darcy off the boat, but Misako Darcy stared blankly at the fire and seemed to have no intention of continuing to chat with me.

After a while, Misako Darcy took a deep breath, leaned against the stone wall and fell asleep again.

Time passed bit by bit, and when the morning light illuminated the pile of rocks, Tarala and the others woke up one after another.

Everyone is more energetic than when they arrived the day before yesterday. It seems that they all had a good rest last night.

Tarala patted the sand on his body and said, "Einstein, let's set off."

I glanced at Misako Darcy, who was still sleeping, and asked, "Aren't you going to take her with you?"

Tarala said: "Presumably this eldest lady is not willing to follow us to collect firewood and look for clay."

Misako Darcy suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Tarala and said, "Who said that? I'll go."

Tarala was startled for a moment. She stood up, patted the sand on her butt, and wanted to go with us.

I said: "One more person, one more strength, let's take her with us."

Tarala took a deep breath and said, "Okay, but she'd better keep her mouth shut, otherwise I won't mind giving her another slap."

Misako Darcy just stared at Tarala coldly and did not talk back.

Tarala snorted coldly, then turned around and packed everything in his backpack into another backpack.

I stepped forward and picked up the backpack, and she handed me a hammer. Then she walked out of the rubble with the hammer in one hand and the empty backpack in the other. We followed her and also walked out.

When we set out to find water, we walked southwest, but we didn't see any useful clay on the way.

This time Tarala took us into the woods from the rocks in the north of the beach, and looked northwest.

We picked up usable firewood as we walked. After walking for about two hours, we still couldn't find the shadow of clay.

Misako Darcy wiped the sweat from her forehead and sat down on a stone covered with green moss.

She complained: "Do you know where the clay is? My legs are so sore!"

We stopped moving forward, Tarala glanced at her displeasedly, and Chimere and the others put down the firewood in their hands.

After walking all the way, Misako Darcy didn't pick up any firewood. On the other hand, Chimere and the others could no longer take out the firewood in their hands.

I dug out the nylon rope from my backpack, then packed up the firewood in Chimere and others' hands and tied them together.

Chimere took the initiative to take her schoolbag and carry it on her back, while I carried the firewood on my back.

Tarala looked at me and asked, "Einstein, do you want to continue walking forward?"

I said: "Let's go a little further and have a look. If we are not there, go back."

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As soon as she finished speaking, Misako Darcy suddenly screamed. She stood up suddenly and turned around to look.

She saw that the stone she was sitting on actually grew four legs, and then moved slowly.

When Tarala and the others saw this, they were so frightened that they hid behind me. I held up the ax and stared at the stone with vigilance.

Just then, a huge turtle head poked out from in front of the stone, and it glanced at me.

Misako Darcy shouted: "What the hell is this!"

Chimere said very calmly: "Elephant turtle."

I glanced at Chimere and asked, "Is it offensive? Can I eat it?"

Chimere said: "Turtles are herbivores, and most of them have a gentle personality. The Spanish pirates during the Renaissance would carry tortoises on ships to be eaten in live cans."

Misako Darcy said in disgust: "What an ugly guy!"

Tarala said: "I wonder if its turtle shell can be used to boil water."

Chimere said: "The main component of turtle shell is calcium, which can be used as medicine, but it will be burned if used to boil water."

I said: "No matter what, this elephant turtle can give us a full meal. Let's catch this guy back first."

Misako Darcy said: "It's so deadly, how can we catch this thing back?"

I stepped forward and grabbed the tortoise, and it immediately retracted its body and lay on the ground.

I tried the weight and said, "It's okay. I made a wooden stick to make a shelf, and the two of us carried it back."

Tarala said: "Let's make a shelf and tie the tortoise up. Deborah and Saahira will carry the tortoise back. The rest of the people will continue walking with me for another half hour. If we still can't find the clay, , let’s go back.”

We all nodded, but Misako Darcy glanced at Tarala with disdain, then turned and left.

When I saw this, I shouted: "Misako Darcy, where are you going?"

Misako Darcy said without even looking back: "It's too boring, I'll go back first."

I sighed helplessly, then looked at Deborah and Saahira and said, "Come here and hold it down while I go chop some sticks."

The two men came over and held the turtle down while I unloaded the firewood from behind, and then went to chop some sticks from the surrounding areas.

I pulled off the skin of the wooden stick, and Tarala and Chimere got to work and made several wooden leather ropes.

Then they tied the wooden sticks into a shelf, and then Deborah and Chimere lifted the tortoise onto the shelf.

Together we tied up the tortoise with wooden leather ropes. Deborah and Saahira lifted the tortoise up with some difficulty.

This elephant turtle is relatively timid. It has its head hidden in its shell and has no intention of coming out.

Tarala said: "Don't worry, walk back slowly. When you are tired, put it down and rest for a while. We will go back later."

The two nodded, they lifted the tortoise, turned around carefully and left.

Tarala glanced at me and said, "Let's keep going forward." I carried the firewood on my back again, and then followed Tarala and Chimere and continued walking deeper into the woods.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, we came to a pool and depression.

After several black otters discovered us, they dived from the grass into the pool with a loud noise.

Tarala squatted on the edge of the depression and dug some soil with a hammer. She shouted excitedly: "Clay, it's clay."

Chimere and I moved closer, and she opened her schoolbag, dug out some soil with a hammer, and put it into her backpack.

I unloaded the pile of firewood behind me, handed the peace ax to Chimere, and then took out my sailor's knife to dig into the soil.

The otter that got into the water poked its head out to look at us curiously, and I also took a look at these guys.

These guys are faster, and now I don't have bows, arrows or guns, otherwise they will become our dinner.

Thinking about it, I increased the strength of my hands, and Chimere also squatted down and started digging the soil with a hammer axe.

The three of us worked together and filled the backpack in no time.

Tarala lifted it up and tried it. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her arm, "It's a bit heavy."

Chimere said: "I'll carry it back with you."

Tarala picked up a relatively thick piece of firewood, and Chimere closed the zipper of the backpack. Then Tarala put the firewood through the backpack's strap, and each of them held one end and lifted it up.

Tarala smiled with great satisfaction: "It will be easier for two people to carry it."

I put the sailor's knife into my pocket, then put the firewood back on my back, and then picked up the peace ax that Tarala and Chimere had thrown on the ground, "Okay, let's go back."