Starting from Robinson Crusoe

Chapter 338 145: Celestial God's Food (3)

It wasn't until Chen Zhou repeated again for him to drink water that he snapped out of it, looked at the clay pot handed to him, and strained his neck to try to reach his mouth into the pot.

Seeing him in such an uncomfortable posture, Chen Zhou decided to be helpful to the end, and took out his dagger to cut the grass rope binding his hands.

The boy was extremely thirsty, and he grabbed the pot and frantically poured water into his stomach.

Watching the boy's fierce manner of drinking, Chen Zhou worried that drinking too much water at once might affect his stomach, so after estimating that the native boy had quenched his thirst enough, he took the pot back.

...

The native boy was completely unrestrained but showed no care about Chen Zhou's actions.

He wiped his mouth with his forearm, cautiously glanced at Chen Zhou's face, then lowered his body and lay flat on the ground.

Adjusting himself slightly, with his forehead pressed tightly to the ground, murmuring words, the native boy attempted to lift one of Chen Zhou's feet onto the back of his head.

Having read about Robinson's first encounter with Friday in the original story, Chen Zhou never expected to experience something similar himself.

He understood that such actions from the native boy represented submission and allegiance.

But as a modern person, faced with another living human being showing such humility and submission to him, despite knowing it was a customary expression among natives, he still felt awkward and even uneasy.

Listening to the native boy's chanting-like words, Chen Zhou really couldn't keep his foot on someone else's head, so he moved his shoe away and lifted the boy from the ground.

The forced-to-rise boy still kept his head down, not daring to meet his gaze.

Chen Zhou couldn't see the boy's expression, but he could roughly sense the boy's inner unease.

With the language barrier and not having spoken to anyone for over two years, Chen Zhou didn't know how to communicate with this boy—

Perhaps because he's younger than Friday, this native boy wasn't as lively as Friday, and after being rescued, he wasn't as excited as Friday, rather somewhat withdrawn, which further increased the communication difficulty for Chen Zhou.

After a silent pause lasting over a dozen seconds, Chen Zhou patted the boy's thin shoulder, put down the water-filled clay pot, grabbed the boy's hand, and slapped a piece of chocolate into his palm.

"This is food."

Saying so while gesticulating the act of eating, seeing the boy stand still holding the chocolate dumbfoundedly, Chen Zhou broke off a piece of chocolate and chewed it in his mouth as a demonstration.

The boy then reacted, understanding what Chen Zhou wanted him to do, and copied him by breaking off the chocolate and putting it into his mouth.

Compared to modern chocolate, the cooled-down hot cocoa texture was much rougher; besides a richer flavor and aroma, it didn't count as decent chocolate for Chen Zhou.

But the native boy had never experienced such a delicacy.

The blend of sugar with the unique aroma of chocolate brought him an unprecedented sweetness and happiness.

He could feel the cocoa granules in his mouth transforming into a thick and luscious liquid and the pleasure that liquid brought him.

"Is this food of the Celestial God?" he thought.

Enjoying the gift from the "New God," the native boy instinctively lay in the yard again, attempting to let Chen Zhou place his foot on his head.

However, Chen Zhou had already packed the water and food, and, along with Lai Fu, headed toward the door, ignoring the boy.

...

He hadn't forgotten that under the shade near the beach, there was another dying native captive waiting for his rescue.