Tom, please help me, it hurts so much

"If you keep making fun of me, I'll blacken your face too!"

Sophia glared at Olivia, pretending to be fierce.

"I didn't say anything wrong, ask Evelyn if you don't believe me. Don't you look like a mother chimpanzee right now?"

Olivia said with a laugh.

"You're still talking!"

Sophia's eyes widened, and she made a move to smear charcoal on Olivia's face, but Olivia quickly got up and ran away.

"I'm going to use the restroom."

After saying this, Tom got up and went into the woods. After relieving himself, he changed into his now-dry underwear.

By the time he returned, Sophia had stopped horsing around with Olivia and was waiting for him.

Tom tore two strips of cloth from the clothes he had found to use as ropes around his waist, then set off with Sophia towards the beach.

Walking along the beach, Tom eventually reached an area where the waves were relatively calm.

"There are some rocks over there,see if you can find some shellfish and shrimp. I'm going to spearfish."

Tom said to Sophia.

"Got it."

Sophia replied indifferently.

Without further ado, Tom began to strip off his clothes.

Soon, Tom was left in just his underwear.

Seeing Tom's muscular build, Sophia felt a slight heat on her face.

She hadn't really expected Tom to be so well-built, with six-pack abs, pectoral muscles, and hardly any excess fat, almost like a fitness coach.

"So, does my physique make you drool?"

Tom said proudly, looking at Sophia.

He didn't have any special hobbies, but he exercised regularly, so he always kept in great shape.

"Pfft, shameless!"

Sophia spat lightly, quickly turning her face away.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Tom laughed out loud, no longer teasing Sophia, and jumped into the sea with his spear.

The water was very clear, and Tom could see many small fish swimming around. He didn't rush but carefully searched around the coral reefs.

Soon, he spotted a grouper hiding under a large rock.

After a brief pause, Tom raised his spear and thrust it at the grouper.

Unfortunately, the grouper was quick and darted away the moment Tom made his move.

Though he missed, Tom wasn't disheartened.

He was about to swim back to the surface to catch his breath when a long tentacle caught his eye.

Following the tentacle, he spotted a large lobster hiding among the seaweed!

However, by then, Tom was at his limit for holding his breath, so he had to surface first.

"Huff, huff, huff."

After taking a few deep breaths, Tom dove back into the water and quickly located the hiding lobster.

To ensure he didn't miss this time, Tom approached silently and positioned himself above the lobster.

Then, gripping the spear tightly, he thrust it down sharply.

Thud!

This time, the spear accurately pierced through the lobster's body.

Tom quickly grabbed the struggling lobster and surfaced rapidly.

"Ha ha, such a big lobster, we're in for a feast tonight."

Tom said to himself, clearly delighted.

He had missed a grouper but caught a large lobster, truly a case of every cloud having a silver lining.

After giving the lobster's head a quick chop to ensure it was dead, Tom untied the cloth strips from his waist, threaded them through the holes in the lobster's body, and tied the strips back around his waist before diving back into the sea.

Growing up in a seaside fishing village, Tom was an excellent swimmer, capable of staying underwater for three to four minutes.

But because his tools were so primitive, his success rate in spearfishing wasn't very high, averaging one hit every seven or eight attempts.

Fortunately, the marine ecosystem was healthy and there were plenty of fish and shrimp, otherwise, Tom might not have been able to catch anything.

After nearly an hour, Tom caught four more sea fish, the smallest weighing over a pound and the largest nearly five pounds, and he also picked up three sea cucumbers from the seabed.

Seeing that he had gathered enough for their day's food, Tom returned to shore.

At that moment, Sophia was squatting near some rocks not far away, doing something.

Curious, Tom walked over after getting dressed.

"Wow, so many oysters!"

Tom exclaimed in surprise, seeing many oysters densely packed on the rocks in front of him, with Sophia laboriously knocking them off with a stone.

Hearing Tom's voice, Sophia looked up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and pointed to a pile of oysters in front of her, "Look, these are all the oysters I just harvested."

"Hmm, not bad, you're quite capable."

Tom teased with a smile.

He could tell Sophia had really put in effort, as evidenced by her sweaty face and blotchy complexion.

"Of course, I'm not just a freeloader."

Sophia said with a slight air of pride.

"Alright, gather up the oysters you collected, it's time to head back. Be careful, don't trip."

Tom continued.

Hearing this, Sophia wrapped the oysters in her clothes and started walking towards Tom.

But just as Tom had warned, Sophia hadn't taken two steps before she slipped and fell directly onto the rocks.

"Be careful!"

Tom wanted to help Sophia, but he was too far away to reach her in time and could only watch as she fell onto the rocks.

"Ah, that hurts!"

Sophia cried out in pain, clutching her leg, while the oysters she had been carrying scattered everywhere.

Seeing this, Tom dropped the fish he had just speared and ran over quickly.

Sophia had taken a bad fall, with numerous scrapes on her right arm and a sharp rock had cut a nearly 3-inch gash in her left leg, from which blood was flowing freely!

"Tom, please help me, it hurts so much."

Sophia cried out for help, tears nearly streaming down her face.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm here."

Tom soothed Sophia, quickly picking her up and rushing to a shady spot on the beach.

"Tom, I'm not going to die, am I?"

Seeing the blood continuously flowing from her leg wound, Sophia became even more panicked.

"What are you talking about? It's just a small injury, you'll be fine."

Tom reassured her, quickly taking off his shirt and pressing it against Sophia's wound.

"Sophia, hold the shirt against it, I'll be right back."

Tom said.

"Where are you going? You're not going to leave me here, are you?"

Sophia grabbed Tom's arm, her voice filled with anxiety.