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Chapter 107

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The waves kept hitting the beach, and the tide rose and fell.

The group of players stared blankly at the empty beach.

"How … how did it disappear?" The woman in the long dress was shocked.

The yacht was stranded on the beach, and half of it was already on the shore. It was impossible to restart without help.

But now, the yacht in front of the players was indeed gone.

"Unless …" The man in the jacket's voice was a little dry. "There are other people on this island."

The woman in glasses immediately thought of the group of primitive people on the murals. Other than the players, the most suspicious people were the natives of this island.

There was only one problem. With the size of the yacht, one or two people couldn't move it. If the yacht was moved by manpower, it would definitely leave traces on the beach. But now, there was not even a footprint on the beach.

Then, the suspicion could only be placed on non-human beings.

The woman in glasses and the man in the jacket looked at each other and said in unison, "The island's lake."

Previously, the players went down to the island's lake and only the tattooed man was injured. He was trapped by an unknown black creature.

The woman in the long dress asked, "But why does the monster want the yacht?"

The man in the jacket said, "To stop us from leaving."

The woman in glasses said hesitantly, "According to the speculation just now, the place where the natives live is not far from this island. We can go there on a raft. Why do we need to move the yacht?"

The man in the jacket scratched his hair and was a little annoyed. "I don't know. Ask the monster —"

Just as the players were thinking about the disappearance of the yacht, Shen Dongqing found a coconut tree on the shore. His movements were agile, and he used the momentum to climb up the coconut tree. Standing at the top, he shook a bit, and the ripe coconuts fell to the ground one after another.

Zhou Wenyan stood below and was about to catch the person above, but Shen Dongqing saw something and didn't rush down.

Shen Dongqing leaned on the branch of the coconut tree and looked at the beach not far away. He said, "The island seems to have become smaller."

Zhou Wenyan didn't understand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Dongqing stood on top and gestured. He pointed to the beach and said, "I climbed up the tree before. It seems that the footprints on the beach have become shorter."

When this group of players came ashore, they inevitably left a series of footprints on the beach. Shen Dongqing had also climbed up a tree to pick coconuts, so he had a slight impression of them. Now that he looked at them again, he felt that something was wrong.

Zhou Wenyan looked back at the beach. "Come down first."

Shen Dongqing nodded and jumped down from the coconut tree, landing in Zhou Wenyan's hands.

The two men walked over with fresh coconuts in their arms.

The players were already discussing how to build a wooden raft.

Zhou Wenyan told him about Shen Dongqing's discovery.

The jacket obviously didn't take it to heart and said casually, "Maybe the footprints were washed away by the waves."

Compared to the island becoming smaller, this conclusion sounded more reasonable.

After all, how could such a large island become small for no reason?

The jacket said, "Let's go back to the rainforest and find some wood to build a wooden raft."

It was easy to say, but it was difficult for this group of players to do it.

They weren't wilderness survival experts, and they only had a short knife in their hands. They probably couldn't cut a piece of wood even if the blade was chipped. As for the dead branches and rotten wood that fell on the ground, the wooden raft would probably fall apart as soon as it swam out, not to mention the unknown creatures at the bottom of the sea.

This plan was immediately aborted.

The jacket grabbed the dead branches and broke them into several pieces to vent his anger. He threw them aside.

They wasted a day and didn't even make a decent wooden raft. What made the players even more annoyed was that the game didn't give them a time limit at all. In other words, if they couldn't find a way to leave the island, they might be trapped here for the rest of their lives.

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