To save the space in my notebook and the ink of my pens as much as possible, and also to have the right conception of time, I've kept marking the passage of time by making ties on a stem-made rope since I arrived in this new world — I would tie a small knot on the rope every morning and make a big joint on the seventh day to mark a week.
Today is the very day of me being here for 10 weeks, and the winter has officially come.
Thanks to the preparation we did a few weeks ago, I don't need to worry about any lack of meat, and we have a lot of nuts as nutrient supplements, too. What's more, my salted lemon project was also successfully completed.
Consequently, although it became harder and harder to find animals in the wild, none of us would suffer starving.
