“Where am I?”

The cold sea water slapped on his face, caught off guard, and the fishy and salty sea water poured into his mouth. Roger almost suffocated and he stroked his body hard.

The dark sea is filled with wind and rain.

"Is it a dream?"

"I clearly remember that I was rowing and exploring the scenery near the Skellij Islands in the game, but why did I get to such a place in the blink of an eye?"

"Isn't it time to travel into the world of games?"

Roger looked horrified.

You should know that the game world he is immersed in is low in productivity. The most important thing is that all kinds of monsters emerge one after another. How can you compare to Coke fried chicken and video games in such a world?

Although I don’t know what happened, the cold sea water and the extremely real touch remind Roger at all times that everything in front of him was real.

The wind and rain blocked the view, and Roger could only vaguely see a little light in the distance. He didn't care about anything else. He plucked up the remaining strength on his body and swam forward.

Click!

A flash of lightning broke through the night sky, and the waves swept across him almost knocked him out. Fortunately, his direction and wind were the same. Otherwise, even if he swam to death in this environment, he would probably not be able to get close to the light in the distance.

Finally, before his physical strength was completely exhausted, Roger was washed to the shore with the waves. In the darkness, he seemed to hit the stone. He suddenly turned dizzy and fell head on the beach.

His head was dizzy, and he struggled to get up but couldn't help. A figure appeared in the darkness. Roger tried hard to open his eyes and stretched out his right hand for help.

Then an uncontrollable fatigue surged into his heart, and his eyes turned dark and he completely lost consciousness.

Before he was unconscious, he saw a hunting rifle in his hand and a shiny harpoon hanging around his waist!

…………

The sudden rain was clear.

The sun rises from the coastline and shines a fresh light on the island washed away by heavy rain.

Not long after waking up, Roger confirmed something.

I have traveled through time and don’t know where I am, but it is obvious that his current body does not belong to him.

"Did you die suddenly all night?"

To be honest, Roger didn't even know what happened before. He sat up and looked around, and didn't quietly breathe a sigh of relief when he saw some slightly old modern facilities.

"At least it is a modern civilized society."

The space around is not large, and all kinds of items are piled up together, looking extremely messy, looking like a warehouse.

He was simply bandaged on his head. At this time, except for a little drowsy, he was no longer seriously injured. His stomach was empty and he couldn't take up his strength.

Roger was thinking about something when suddenly a creaking footsteps came from the spiral staircase above.

Then a large white man with a burly hair and messy beard walked down with a plate.

"Thank you for saving me last night."

Roger spoke.

But his mouth surprised him, and he spitted fluent English out of his mouth. In his previous life, he was still good at English and could barely communicate with foreigners. But he could never say that he is so fluent now, and even had a little bit of accent.

Bang!

The white man put the plate on the table.

The thick beard blocked most of his face, making it difficult to tell the difference between his age, but judging from his exposed skin, he should be 40 years old.

He often does physical labor and looks extremely strong. Compared with Roger's current body, he looks like an adult and a child.

"Leave here after you finish eating!"

The voice of the man was as cold as a stone in the sea.

Roger was a little embarrassed and wanted to ask for something stuck in his mouth, but he was really hungry at this time, so he picked up the food on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth crazily.

The big man didn't leave, but stood in front of the stairs, looking at Roger expressionlessly.

After placing his stomach a little, the hunger subsided a little, and Roger squeezed out a smile again.

"Thank you for saving me. My name is Roger. Where is your?"

“roger?”

A slight change appeared on the big man's face, "This is such a dirty name."

"It seems that your father gave you this name and really hopes for you."

Roger looked embarrassed.

This is naturally his real name, but the two words Roger sound a bit similar to roger, and roger...

It means that something indescribable with some people, and it is between men and women...

It is said that it also refers specifically to a certain posture.

"Ha ha."

Roger smiled awkwardly, but with this little episode, the distance between the two sides was narrowed.

"Where is this?"

Roger asked with the flow.

“An island.”

The man replied hard, and at this moment, some sounds seemed to be heard from the upstairs, and the man's expression changed.

"Have you finished eating?"

"Go away after you finish eating!"

He almost rudely pulled Roger out of the bed, and then pushed Roger downstairs. The guy was very strong. Roger probably thought that if he was a little slower, the one who waited for him would probably be his fists.

Roger, who was confused, was pushed out of the door by the other party. Only then did he realize that the room he was just in was the first floor of the lighthouse. After walking out of the iron gate, a beautiful island appeared in front of him.

The lush trees and the blue sea in the distance connect with the horizon, which makes Roger, who has lived in the steel jungle in his previous life, feel a little better.

"Wait!"

The man reminded Roger and closed the iron door. After a while, when he came out again, there was already an extra luggage roll in his hand.

"Come with me!"

Locked the iron door, then hung the key around your neck, and the man pulled Roger to the distance.

The area of ​​the island is not large. The white lighthouse he just walked out was the white lighthouse he had just walked out. The walls on the lighthouse were falling off, and it was obviously a while ago.

Is there anyone living in such a place where birds don’t poop?

Although he was confused, Roger didn't dare to ask too much when he first arrived, so he could only follow the man forward.

They were at a high position at this time. From here, you can see most of the island. The entire island is not big, only a few kilometers. Before they could take a closer look, Roger was urged by a man to rush to the edge of a small wood.

In the clearings in front of the woods, there is a somewhat dilapidated wooden house.

Put the things in your hand to Roger, "You will live here from now on."

"I will prepare some food for you when I go back, so don't run around. The climate here is changing. Don't go to the beach at night."

As if knowing what Roger was going to ask, the man continued, "The storm interrupted the communication at the sea."

"But there will be a supply ship on the shore in a month. I will notify you at that time, so you can leave by boat."

After saying that, the man left without looking back.

Roger stood there blankly, and he even forgot to thank and ask some questions.

Because in front of his eyes, a line of strange words appeared.

"Discover a dilapidated seaside hut, will it be assimilated?"

"After successful, it will not be able to migrate until the next upgrade."
Chapter completed!