"It's him!"

Roger was startled, but after what happened last night, he quickly calmed down, and then put on a sleepy look, got out of bed and opened the door.

The door was ajar, and Roger was rubbing his eyes. He put on a sleepy look on his face, but his eyes followed the gap between his fingers and looked closely at the man across from him.

"The weather changed a bit last night, I think there may be a storm in the near future."

The man opposite said slowly, as if he was probing for something.

"Night?"

Roger muttered casually, but there was no flaw on his face, "Don't worry, sir, I have already repaired the wooden house, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Roger blocked the door with his body and replied.

The man nodded, and didn't seem to intend to delve into it, "Pay more attention."

He tore off a piece of broken net from his shoulder, "You can't always eat dry food, you can try your luck nearby and see if you can catch fish."

Hearing this, Roger was shocked in his heart. He suddenly realized that although he got away with it by chance last night, the footprints left on the beach after going ashore were very clear. If you want to check...

"How?"

Although he tried his best to conceal it, there was still some abnormality in Roger's expression, which was noticed by the man opposite.

"Oh, it's nothing, I've just never done anything like this..." Roger pretended to be sad.

The expression on the man's face moved slightly, and a trace of unbearableness seemed to flash in his eyes. From his point of view, the thin boy opposite him could barely be considered a half-grown child.

Maybe I was worrying too much.

"You can ask me if you don't understand, if I have time... Maybe I can guide you."

The man left this sentence, before he left, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Don't call me Mr., you can call me Kant."

Roger watched the man named Kant leave. Although he knew the man's name, the relationship between the two parties seemed to have become more harmonious.

But instead of feeling relaxed, he felt heavy in his heart, because what he saw last night really overturned his previous worldview.

"There really are monsters in this world."

"Maybe there is also extraordinary power."

Not caring about eating, he changed into his clothes and ran to the beach as fast as he could.

But after arriving at the beach, Roger discovered that the rising tide last night actually cleaned up the traces on the shore. When it got close to the island, the traces had become less obvious.

"Did he find out?"

Roger couldn't figure it out either.

"Let's take one step at a time. The most important thing right now is to improve your own strength. Only when you have the power to protect yourself will you have time to think about other things."

He was startled by the sudden killing intent that erupted last night. In any case, this man had saved him, but when he faced possible danger at that time, he would choose to fight head-on without hesitation.

Judging from Roger's past personality, this is really incredible. "Could it be that the original owner of this body was a radical guy?"

Shaking his head, he drove the messy thoughts out of his mind. Now that he came to the beach, he tried to go fishing.

Needless to say the result.

He got nothing.

Leaving from the beach, Roger started to explore the entire island again. The herbs he collected for the first time have all been used, and if he wants to exercise, he can only redeploy them.

Most of the morning passed, and Roger, who was hungry, returned to the cabin. This time his luck was not so good, and his harvest was very limited.

After a simple lunch, he took a short break, and then tried to exercise by himself.

Pain, numbness, and the huge physical reaction made him feel uneasy. Not to mention keeping his breathing rhythm, even his movements were deformed.

After working hard for two hours, except for mental exhaustion and physical aches, Roger felt that he had achieved little.

But he doesn't intend to give up entirely.

The improvement after taking the Concentration Potion is indeed huge, but he doesn't want to ignore the usual accumulation and exercise. If he can complete this set of training in a normal state, it will also greatly improve his willpower.

After a short rest, Roger dragged his tired body and continued to search.

He didn't return to the wooden house until it was getting dark. The area of ​​this island is not large, and there are not many areas he can explore.

During the whole day, he almost swept the island like a carpet before he managed to scrape together the ingredients for a potion.

Although there will definitely be omissions in the process, it also makes Roger a little worried. The rest of the ingredients are fine, except for one of the plants called Ironwood Vine.

This is a companion plant, which is attached to the root system of a flourishing plant. Only when it grows to a certain extent, will it affect the companion plant, and then be discovered through its characteristics.

Gathering together the herbs again, Roger started his own brewing again. With the first experience, the configuration process was faster this time.

After getting the Concentration Potion, he didn't take it immediately. The night was coming. After what happened last night, he was a little worried. In order to avoid accidents, he decided to stay on guard for another day.

If Kant doesn't show up again tonight, it means that he may temporarily dispel his doubts.

Putting the ax in his arms, Roger half-closed his eyes and waited until dawn. Except for the intermittent sound of waves, nothing happened.

In the next few days, life entered a monotonous repetition, and during this process, Roger took two more concentration potions.

After two upgrades, his physical fitness has greatly improved. Although he still looks as thin as before, under the skin and in the fascia, his slightly thin body contains a tremendous strength.

Although it is slightly inferior to a strong guy like Kant, it is much stronger than an ordinary person who does not exercise.

The collection of herbal medicine became more and more difficult, and taking advantage of one of the opportunities to take the potion of concentration, he also memorized the basic fighting skills in the book.

When he was alone, he would secretly exercise. Except for eating, resting and looking for herbs, he spent the rest of his time on it.

After several attempts, Roger also had some experience. He could catch some fish with a fishing net, and with the intake of protein, his shriveled body was slightly fuller.

In this way, before I knew it, a week had passed, and it had been a full 10 days since Roger come to this Island.

During this period, Kant didn't come here once, and Roger naturally ended up at leisure, let alone actively looking for him.

After dinner that day, Roger closed the doors and windows and climbed into bed early. The sea breeze was howling outside the window, and faint electric lights could be seen in the thick clouds.

"The storm is coming again."

Crackling!

A gust of wind and showers roared in.

Roger huddled under the quilt, feeling like a boat floating in the sea, which reminded him of the first day he came to this world.

It's just that today's rain is heavier and the wind is more urgent!

Rumbling, lightning and thunder.

But at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, and Roger's eyes passed by the window.

Lightning illuminated the window like daylight, but in an instant, he saw a ferocious face appearing outside the house!