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Overwhelmed by fatigue and the insecurity around him, even the warmth of the shelter at Windbreak Point could not grant Lu Li a peaceful night's sleep.
He would involuntarily wake up periodically, only to fall back into a deep slumber.
This made it difficult to get enough rest or good sleep, but there were apparent benefits.
Lu Li didn't have to worry about the fire going out due to neglect, or the collected water overflowing from the container and going to waste.
Less than two hours later, Lu Li woke up for the fifth time.
The time was nearing morning, and under the gloomy skies, the ocean appeared profound and ominous, as if brewing something dreadful.
Lu Li paused his rest for a moment, briefly left Windbreak Point, and returned with his hands full of water in a container, which he placed on the rocks to heat. He picked up the canned pork next to him, ate the remaining half, took the empty can, pursed his lips, and emerged from the shelter, heading towards the beach.
