After this meal, everyone was content, with Queenie, Nicole, and others patting their satisfied stomachs, lying comfortably on the grass beds, chatting and laughing.
Seeing everyone so happy, I also felt very satisfied.
I casually glanced at our cave, thinking that this place indeed had a homely feeling.
Using metal plates salvaged from the plane, we crafted a table and several chairs. The cave's ground was covered with a lot of straw, and the sense of accomplishment from creating something out of nothing made each of us genuinely joyful.
If we could leave this place alive, the hardships we endured on this island would be a tremendous wealth for everyone.
This night, the atmosphere in the cave was exceptionally good. Even Queenie and Nicole, who rarely refrained from arguing, didn't
