In a blink, three days have passed.
All parties searched the sea, yet no trace was found.
On a small, inconspicuous island.
Yang Chen and Mastiff were awakened by the sunlight streaming into the cave in the morning.
Yang Chen got up, checked Mastiff's wounds, and softly said, "Much better, it's already starting to scab over."
Mastiff also looked at Yang Chen's wounds and noticed a layer of white flesh membrane on his back, estimating that in another two days, he would be fully recovered.
"Boss, how are you recovering so fast!" Mastiff was quite surprised.
Though Yang Chen always had a strong recovery ability, such terrifying wounds healing so swiftly was truly astonishing.
Yang Chen smiled and didn't answer.
The two walked out of the cave, drank coconut water, caught a few snakes, roasted, and ate them. Then they began to patrol the island.
Since the two of them could drift to this island, it indicated that others could also possibly have drifted here.
