Alice didn't know what happened, she just felt like she had a dream. She bit her back with her teeth desperately, and heard that she would not feel pain when biting herself while dreaming. She hoped it was a dream, and hoped that when she woke up she was still on the scientific research ship, Mrs. Larry was still revising the paper under the light, Paldick was looking up at the stars on the deck, and Anderson was fishing in the silver moonlight.

But the sharp pain on the back of her hand told her that this was not a dream. The Discovery has sunk, and the crew is still alive or dead. Paldick was eaten by a wild man, and Mrs. Larry was taken away. She, Anderson and two other sailors were fleeing at sea, but the sea turned into a lake, and the water was still warm, like a pot of soup.

When Alice was a child, she heard a story in which the protagonist was cursed by a witch and turned into an ant-like villain. He tried to climb up the table, trying to let his lover see him and relieve him of the curse, but unfortunately fell into the mushroom soup that the hostess had just cooked.

She feels like an ant falling into a soup pot now, completely unable to understand the origin of this disaster, and can only blindly make the final struggle.

Anderson looked around in the middle of the lake, and said very frustrated: "We seem to be still on the original island." He pointed to a hill in the distance, "That's where we just climbed, and I saw the island on it. There is a big lake in the center of the city, and now we are in this lake."

The other two sailors confirmed his words. But they couldn't explain this phenomenon. Although Anderson was the chief mate of the Discovery, he was only a senior sailor at best. Paldick and Mrs. Larry are not there, and the only one of them who can get in touch with the scientist is Alice, Mrs. Larry's assistant.

Alice shook her head looking at them inquiringly.

"I don't know, I don't know anything! This is a masterpiece of the devil, this is the island of the devil!" She cried sadly, "We can't go back!"

Anderson suddenly hugged her, kissed her forehead, comforting her: "Don't be afraid, baby! We will be fine, we will leave here!"

Anderson's sturdy chest and strong arms make people feel safe. A warmth rises in Alice's heart, and the warmth begins to melt her body that is rigid because of fear and helplessness.

"Thank you! I'm much better," she said.

She leaned her head in Anderson's arms, and the boat was rippling on the lake. If Paldick and Mrs. Larry were still there, if there were no savages, what a romantic and beautiful moment this would have been!

When on the Discovery, she liked sitting on the deck watching Anderson fishing and talking to him. He is funny and humorous, there are always endless jokes, and he is naturally optimistic. Whether it is the heavy snow in Auckland, the thick fog on the sea, and the loss of contact with the land, he can't stop him from fishing happily.

She admires such a man, sunny, healthy, open-minded, full of wisdom in life. She knows that Anderson likes to talk to her, after all, she is the only **** the boat (not serious Mrs. Larry), which men don't like talking to her! Captain Church also noticed it, and then deliberately ordered Anderson to sit in the same lifeboat with them.

But now, Alice didn't dare to think about anything, and didn't want to think about it.

The boat fell into silence, a desperate silence. Everyone understands that they can't go back.

Anderson suddenly yelled: "No! We can't do this! We want to go back!"

"Stop talking nonsense, Anderson! How to get back? We are now in the center of the island!" said a sailor. At this desperate moment, he no longer cares about the tone of voice when talking to the chief mate. "Even if we go back to the beach. , We don’t have a boat. Even if we have a boat, we will return here. This is the Devil’s Island, and we can’t escape!"

"Give it a try anyway!" Anderson said.

"But we only have one boat, so we can't drag the lifeboat over a few hills, right?" Water said, pointing to the mountains in front.

Although the mountain is not as high as the mountains on the mainland, it is obviously impossible to carry a small boat.

"Give it a try anyway!" Anderson said again, his eyes were firm and even a bit fierce, as if he would never be willing to succumb to the arrangements of fate.

Alice looked into his eyes curiously, and this was nothing like Anderson, who had known fishing all day on the Discovery.

At Anderson's insistence, they went ashore, found a hidden place to hide the lifeboat, and then prepared to go back to the beach and make a raft to cross the sea.

"What if I still return to this lake?" Along the way, they kept arguing about this issue.

"Then try again. If we can come in, we will definitely be able to get out. If you think of this as a closed room, then there should be a door. We need to find this door." Anderson cheered everyone on.

Alice felt that she was so incompetent. As the only scientist's assistant to the four, she had no solution to the predicament in front of her. If it was Mrs. Larry or Paldick, it would not be the case. Thinking of Madam, she felt sad again.

She wanted to save her, but she knew it was impossible. The four of them only had three pistols. Even if every bullet was not wasted, they could not kill many savages.

She remembered Mrs. Larry's eyes again. strong! Must be strong! Stay strong! She told herself that.

...

However, before they had time to set up a raft across the sea, they encountered the savage again.

The power of the pistol really frightened the savages at first, but the fighting power of the savages was also terrible. They failed to wipe out all the wild people they encountered. After that, they fell into complete passivity, and could only flee for their lives and counterattack carefully.

The savages are more familiar with the jungle than they are. Their bullets are limited and the counterattack is very weak. One of the sailors fell into a trap in the jungle, and the remaining three were quickly dispersed.

Alice ran desperately in the jungle ~lightnovelpub.net~ and didn't know how long she ran, until later she couldn't run anymore, and she fainted when she was dark in front of her eyes.

When she woke up, she found that she was leaning against a big tree, her body tied firmly by vines. On the other side of the tree, a group of savages were babbling around the bonfire, talking about things she didn't understand. There was a wooden shelf on the campfire, and a person who had been burnt by the fire hung on the shelf.

Alice rolled in her belly and threw up disgustingly.

She checked that the clothes on her body were still intact. I wonder why they didn't treat her like Mrs. Larry, or did they attack her until she was full?

She tried to break free, but the vines that bound her seemed to have thorns, and as soon as they struggled, they pierced into the flesh of the arms and thighs, painfully painful.

Alice realized the tragic fate she was about to face, and she thought of death. She stretched out her tongue and bit her with her teeth. I heard that if the whole tongue was bitten off, the gushing blood and sublingual vein thrombosis would block the trachea and esophagus, causing people to suffocate to death. However, what kind of courage a person needs to bite his tongue!

A crow flew from nowhere, stopped on the branch of the tree opposite Alice, craned its neck and looked at her.