Time quietly passed in the agonizing wait.
With the rainy season nearing its end, the clouds in the sky gradually decreased, and the long-lost sunshine often poured over the earth.
His heart yearned for the three-year reward, worried about the lobsters, giant crabs, and rare marine life in the sea, while also wanting to salvage the shipwrecks from the water.
In the last few days of September, Chen Zhou felt like each day passed like a year.
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In order to set out to sea as soon as possible and to pass the long time, Chen Zhou chose a good weather day and, with the help of the indigenous people, brought out a relatively intact canoe.
After some twists and turns, the canoe was successfully moved to the camp at the southwestern corner of the mountain.
Chen Zhou specially prepared a spacious rain shelter for this canoe.
There, alongside a few indigenous people experienced in making canoes, he carried out simple restoration work on the canoe.
