Pampered Wife's Counterattack | Book 5

819.Someone Else Is Here

As for Lisa, his fair skin had become especially dark after working day after day.

Jennie attempted to help him on many occasions but he always made her stop.

It had been more than ten days since the both of them arrived on this island. During this period, they did not see any boats. Even the skies above remained clear, without any planes passing by.

They analyzed the current circumstances and felt that there was no hope in waiting for rescue.

Thankfully, Lisa appeared to have made full recovery from his wounds.

In the past ten days, they had collected a good amount of dried fish and dried sea snake meat. They also had a packet of filtered table salt.

The dew water they collected each day was used for drinking and cooking. Whatever they had left would be used to wipe themselves down.

There wasn't any extra water to shower with.

It was neary autumn and the temperature contrast between day and night was worsening.

Within two kilometers distance, they could occasionally catch a few wild chickens and pick some wild fruits. There were no other animals within sight.

It was impossible to hunt for animals and use their hide to make clothes.

If they remained on this island, when winter arrived, they would freeze to death without any proper clothing.

This morning, they collected the dew water and had breakfast. Lisa planned to head deep into the forest to look for other animals. Jennie could not help but worry and decided to accompany him.

Lisa was wearing his worn dress shirt and carried a basket on his back. It contained the first aid kit with their water supply.

He held Jennie's hand, leading her deeper into the forest.

Initially, the forest wasn't especially thick. As they made their way deeper however, they had to push through more and more overgrown bushes and trees. After walking around two kilometers, the thick forest completely covered the azure sky and made it difficult for them to see ahead of themselves.

They both held thick branches in their hands and used them to push the thick bushes aside. They also carved signs onto nearby trees with rocks to help them on their way back.

The further they went, the more poisonous insects and mosquitoes they found.

It seemed like they could not go any further. Otherwise, it would become too dangerous.

Just as they were about to give up on this adventure, they noticed that someone appeared to be laying beneath a large tree ahead.

Jennie and Lisa did not approach the person. From twenty meters away, they could see that it was not a living person beneath the tree. It was a rotting corpse.

The corpse was turning brown and the person's face was no longer recognisable. He appeared to be wearing a pair of brown khakis. There was also a basket and a hatchet by his side.

A hint of excitement flashed past Jennie's eyes. "Hubby, could it be that there are other inhabitants on this island?"

"That's possible." Lisa narrowed his sharp eyes. "In that case, there's hope for us."

"You say, was this man an inhabitant on this island or did he end up drifting onto this place like we did?" Jennie frowned to ask.

"He must have been living on this island." Lisa glanced at the hatchet by the corpse. "Otherwise, he wouldn't have had a hatchet with him."

They did not approach the corpse. It was covered with a large amount of flies and poisonous insects. It would be troublesome if they were poisoned.

"That's true." Jennie appeared deep in thoughts as she glanced at the thick forest ahead.

There were knife carvings on the trees nearby. "Look at the markings on those trees. They appear to be made from the same blade. It seems like this person made them when he was alive. He must have been trying to keep himself from getting lost.."