The busy afternoon came to an end.
A new shelter rose in Chen Wen's camp.
This shelter was the result of Feng Zhong's busy afternoon.
Just back, Chen Wen saw the rudimentary shelter and could barely hold it together.
This is way too simple!
He simply found a tree and used two pieces of wood to make a triangular frame on it.
Then he laid a layer of twigs on the frame, and some leaves on the twigs.
And that's it.
"Are you sure this won't get blown over by the wind?"
Chen Wen looked at Feng Zhong and asked.
Feng Zhong was nonchalant: "There won't be any wind these days. If we get through today and wait for tomorrow to bring the dugout canoe back, I plan to fix it up and live in it. Besides, according to our plan, it's just a few days before we eliminate them, since we've survived past the halfway mark, wouldn't you say?"
"Indeed."
Chen Wen nodded.
After a few casual exchanges, they started arranging dinner.
