They all suffered some injuries, but none were serious, and none were life-threatening.
...
Three days later, at dawn.
Flossie Wright crawled out of the temporary shelter she had constructed.
Under normal circumstances, she could spend a night on a tree trunk, waiting for the next day's dawn.
But, that was because she was busy.
Now, surviving in the wilderness, she would hasten her pace for a while, and before dusk, she would take time to build her own shelter.
All sorts of shelters.
On the ground, in the trees, in caves...
As long as she wanted, she could easily find the best sanctuary.
Jungle, wilderness, desert, Ice Mountain, islands — she had been to them all, it was like personal training. In deserted places, she could not only hone her survival instincts but also her determination.
However, each trip to those places lasted at least ten days to half a month, or at most a couple of months.
