Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

The average temperature in the desert during the day is about 45 degrees, and the highest surface temperature can even reach 70 degrees.

Enough to the point of frying an egg.

However, as night approaches, the temperature in the desert drops dramatically, reaching below zero.

The reason is that there are no clouds here, the surface radiation is strong, and the heat dissipation is fast.

Heat during the day cannot be preserved.

Mo Qing put on the leather jacket that had been prepared long ago, the thick clothes blocked the invasion of the cold air.

The lights in the car are no longer working, I don't know which line is the problem.

Fortunately, the battery can still be used.

He removed the battery and connected a light.

This is their only light.

They had to eat dry food tonight because there was no wood to burn
Han Ling took a piece of biscuit and bit into it in small bites. She didn't dare to eat too much at once, because once she choked, she would have to drink a lot of water to relieve it.

And they need to save water very much.

In the desert, any drop of drinkable fresh water is precious.

There are still ten bottles of mineral water left by the two of them.

550ml bottle.

It seems like a lot, but in fact it is only enough for one person for a day and a half.

The heat of the desert causes people to need more water intake.

No matter how much Mo Qing and the others save, according to the lowest amount, the water can last up to three days.

Within three days, if rescue does not arrive, they will die from lack of water.

Mo Qing was sitting in the driver's cab, the seat had been put down.

He lay on it, the cold wind blowing through the windshield-less front window.

In the sky without a trace of cloud, you can clearly see the vast stars.

It was very different from the starlight he had seen on the desert island.

It's even more magnificent here.

Only here can I understand how the word "river" of the Milky Way comes from?

The stars in the sky are like water droplets, converging into a river.

"No wonder so many people like to take pictures of the starry sky in the desert, it's really beautiful!" Han Ling sighed beside him.

"It's a magnificent night view, but I don't know how many times we can enjoy this kind of night view." Mo Qing smiled wryly.

"I have survived such dangers before, and this time it will be the same."

Mo Qing shook his head, "No, it's not the same."

On the island, there are rich fishery resources and fresh water, and the most basic living conditions are not lacking.

The desert is different, just a high temperature is enough to kill people.

Food is also extremely scarce, and there are many poisons and beasts living here.

A traveler lost in the desert, who wants to escape alone, depends on luck.

Han Ling moved his body slowly, stretched out his hand to hold Mo Qing's hand, and said firmly, "We will definitely be able to go back."

Feeling the warmth of the palm, Mo Qing nodded slightly, "Yeah"

He didn't know whether to say lucky or unlucky.

In today's critical situation, there is a caring person beside him who can accompany him and give him confidence.

But Mo Qing would rather not have her by his side.

Because this time, even he is not confident enough to escape from the desert, and the only hope he holds is that rescue will come.

Over time, the temperature of the desert has cooled.

The strong wind outside howled into the car.

Mo Qing suggested: "Let's go to sleep in the back, if you catch a cold here, it will be troublesome."

"it is good"

The two found something to block the front window to avoid the influx of cold wind.

Then got into the back row.

The sundries in the back row of the car were stacked on both sides, leaving only enough space for two people to lie on their sides.

Mo Qing hugged Han Ling with both hands, and the two lay down together.

They were close to each other, the temperature outside the car was sub-zero, but the two people in the car didn't feel the chill at all.

They warm each other with body temperature.

"Do you want to turn off the lights?"

"Shut it off"

The only light went out.

Han Ling's face was pressed against Mo Qing's chest, and she could clearly hear the rapid and powerful heartbeats of the people around her.

Just like her own.

Since the two met, it is not that they have fallen asleep together, and even had many intimate actions.

But further, it has not happened yet.

In the past, it was Han Ling who was shy, and later it was Mo Qing's heart disease. Now that they have gone through all kinds of things, the factors that made the two of them unable to go any further have long since dissipated.

In the pitch-black compartment, the sound of two breaths gradually increased.

Han Ling could feel a pair of big hands walking on his body.

Those hands caressed her delicate skin, and every caress made her heart beat faster.

She didn't stop it, instead, a pair of slender arms hooked the neck of the person in front of her.

Bright red lips kissed his neck.

Leave a strawberry imprint.

The air was filled with an ambiguous smell.

Both of them had almost lost their clothes.

Mo Qing exposed his solid muscles. With long-term training, his muscles are like a work of art.

Han Ling liked the feeling of leaning on his body.

Strong and full of security.

The carriage was shaking slowly.

Everything is so natural.

The stars in the sky seemed to shrink shyly.

Outside the car, a few pairs of blue eyes looked at the Wrangler. They approached quietly and circled around the car.

They are the wanderers of this region, wandering in this vast desert.

Looking for delicious food from this area.

And now, they've found dinner for tonight.

In that shaking carriage.

"boom"

A paw slapped fiercely on the iron carriage, and the sound was like water splashing from the lake.

The sharp and sharp nails scratched, leaving three deep scratches.

The sound startled the people in the car.

Mo Qing turned on the lighting, and he pulled out a Gurkha knife from the side. This knife also has a name called the Nepalese Army Knife.

Han Ling also took out a crossbow.

The two looked out of the car window together.

The white light shone outside the window, and the light was a bit dim, but the pair of blue eyes outside could still be clearly seen.

Looking at the outline, it should be a wild wolf.

Mo Qing frowned, he had mixed feelings in his heart now.

These wolves are terrifying, but what is even more terrifying is, why do they have to be interrupted by various unknown factors every time they reach a critical moment?
It’s like this on a deserted island, but now it’s still like this in the desert?

Is this so determined to get along with me?

Mo Qing couldn't help complaining in his heart.

It's a joke, but those wild wolves outside are indeed a threat.

Any animal that can survive in the desert is a leader in the animal kingdom.

What's more, this is a pack of wolves.

Wolves can definitely be regarded as cunning hunters in the animal world. Their fighting power is average, but they are good at attacking in groups.

Even though they had knives and crossbows in their hands, if they got out of the car and confronted these wild wolves head-on, they would definitely suffer a big loss.

So Mo Qing planned to sit in the car and wait for the pack of wild wolves to leave on their own.

With the protection of a solid carriage, the pack of wolves cannot get in.

Sure enough, the desert wolf outside tried several times to enter the carriage, but failed.

They seem to just give up and prepare to leave.

Just when Mo Qing breathed a sigh of relief, a wolf's head popped out of the front window.