Due to inadequate sleep, on the way to the beach, Chen Zhou's mind remained a bit groggy.
In the early morning of the 30th, the dark clouds began to slowly disperse.
The mountain path after the rain was bathed in sunshine, the heat steaming the puddles, making the accompanying indigenous people feel waves of humidity.
Lai Fu was excitedly leading the way in front, wagging its broom-like tail.
Saturday and Sunday followed beside Chen Zhou, occasionally answering the questions he posed.
Such as the condition of the hypothermic indigenous person.
The indigenous person rescued from grazing yesterday had spent another night by the fire in the log cabin. When able to move on his own, he ate some rice and lean meat porridge. Although still very weak now, his life should not be in danger for the time being.
However, having been drenched by such a heavy rain, though he was lucky to pull through with his life, he inevitably developed symptoms of a cold.
