Chapter 7 Building walls for my shelter

As John slept through the night on this unknown island, far away in the United States, a middle-aged man sat in a skyscraper's highest floor.

He was wearing a business suit, looking at his assistant who was holding a file.

Max Steele, a middle-aged the person who's one of the most influential person in all of asia. Gazing at his assistant who was holding a file.

As he sat there, a world away from the unknown island, his thoughts drifted to his son, John Steele.

The two shared the same face, with John inheriting his father's genes, but their auras and hair were different. John had silver hair, while Max's hair was black.

He was looking at his assistant, who wore sunglasses and helding a file.

"Have you found my son?" Max inquired, staring at his assistant with his sharp hawk eyes.

"Not yet, boss. We are still trying to locate Young Master," the assistant replied, sweating profusely.

"Boss, we have found the ship where Young Master used to celebrate their graduation. It's in the deep sea of the Pacific Ocean. But when we went there with some other divers to find Young Master, there was no one. It's just like a mysterious force made everyone disappear, not even his classmate who boarded the ship was found" the assistant spoke with his trembling hands.

"Are you suggesting that my son got transported to a magical world?" Max said, looking a little suspicious.

"My son was my only heir, and if my wife found out about this, I'll be dead for sure," Max muttered to himself.

"Boss, I've sent a lot of our people to check every island and use all of our networks, but still, there's no clue about young master. What should we do, boss?" the assistant asked, looking worried.

Max sighed and rubbed his temples with his fingers. "I don't know," he said, his voice is heavy filled with worry.

"But we can't give up. Keep searching. We'll use every resource we have to find him. And we'll keep it a secret from my wife, for now."

The assistant nodded and quickly left the room, leaving Max alone with his thoughts. He couldn't help but think about the last time he saw his son, and how proud he was of him graduating from the university, and how he promised to take him on a trip around the world.

But that promise was never fulfilled, and now his son was missing, lost in a mysterious world that seemed impossible to reach.

"Luckily my son, is strong so I can ease my worry a little" max sighted.

Back on the island, John was cooking some more meat from the boar that he had put in his makeshift lid that is hung in a tree to keep it safe from animals.

After cooking and eating the meat, he rested for a little while before continuing with his plans for the day.

"I need to build some solid log walls," I muttered to myself as I rubbed my temples. \

"But how many logs do I need?" I thought for a moment.

"Well, the height and length of the wall will determine the number of logs needed. For a wall that can protect from most wild animals, it should be at least 6 feet high. A good estimate is around 30 to 40 logs per foot of wall length, but this can vary depending on the size and thickness of the logs. And of course, the logs need to be tightly stacked to create a strong and solid wall."

John looked around and surveyed the trees that were growing near his shelter. He knew he needed to cut them down to make more space for his growing needs.

So, he took out his trusty hand-made axe and began chopping the trees one by one. The task was strenuous, and it took him about an hour to cut most of the trees down.

After he had cleared the area, John started to gather the logs that he had just cut down. It was a time-consuming task, and it took him another hour to collect enough wood to make some solid walls.

Once he had enough wood, John decided to take a break and rest for a while. He sat down and ate some of the food he had prepared earlier, enjoying the fruits of his labor.

It was already midday, so John decided to rest for a little while longer before continuing his work. He lay down on the ground and closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin.

After a short nap, John woke up feeling refreshed and energized. He knew he needed to finish the walls he had started to build, so he got up and resumed his work.

After his break, John resumed his work and started building his wall using the logs he had gathered.

He carefully placed each log on top of the other, making sure that they were tightly packed to prevent any gaps from forming between them.

John knew that any gaps would allow wild animals to enter his shelter, which could be dangerous.

As he continued building, the sun began to set, and it was already dusk.

John realized that he needed to stop for the day and rest for the night. He stood back and admired his progress, proud of what he had accomplished so far.

"That's enough for today, ill continue tomorrow"

John made a fire and cooked his dinner before settling down for the night. As he lay in his shelter, he thought about what he still needed to do to finish his wall.

He knew that he had to wake up early the next day and continue his work.

The next morning, John woke up early and resumed building his wall. He worked tirelessly, stacking the logs one on top of the other until he finally finished.

John stood back and admired his handiwork. He now had a sturdy log wall that surrounded his shelter, providing him with protection and privacy.

Despite feeling exhausted, John was satisfied with what he had accomplished. He knew that his shelter was much safer now that he had a solid wall surrounding it.

As he settled down for the night, he felt a sense of peace and security now he can finally let his guard down a little, and sleep in his small shelter.