Chapter 301 Stranded - 02
?Emma, taken aback by Daniel's intense glare, opted to shadow him discreetly, intrigued by his intentions regarding their plane wreckage. Observing from a distance, she witnessed Daniel expertly salvaging electronic components and all the communication equipment from the pilot's cockpit.
Despite Daniel noticing Emma trailing him, he remains focused on the task at hand, indifferent to her presence.
Realizing that the plane's electricity had been fully depleted and the emergency reserve was running low, Daniel, resolute in his efforts, embarked on the construction of a simple electricity generator and a makeshift communicator using the salvaged components.
Emma, acknowledging that the process would require a significant amount of time, made the decision to return to her lady, Seraphina, who patiently awaited her at the camp.
"I'm back, Lady Seraphina." Emma greeted her lady.
"Um... Welcome back." Seraphina nodded, while eating chicken barbeque that Daniel cooked.
After Emma sit down in front of her and start eating the chicken Daniel had cooked for them without any shame. Seeing her secretary acting like that, Seraphina start asking.
"Emma, Isn't it too rude for you to do that? He save us, and even prepare both food and shelter for us."
"That might be true, but we still don't know what he want in return in saving us, besides, this place is very strange. Don't you think? Lady Seraphina. I don't even know if the plane crash is an accident or not." Emma asks.
Seraphina nodded a little, since she also feel the same as her secretary about this place. And the lesson she learned through out her life is that to never easily trust anyone. But even so, she still think what Emma did to Daniel is still rude.
"Besides..." Emma continued. "I think these chickens came from our fridge in the airplane. So I don't think he's not so innocent either since he had salvage food from our plane." Said Emma.
"I see..." Seraphina, nodded, looking at the barbeque chicken breast in her hand without saying anything.
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As for Daniel, he continued to build a simple hand generator from the salvaged equipment. After checking the communication equipment from the plane, he found it to be mostly intact, malfunctioning due to the crash and lack of electricity. So, he needed to improvise a solution.
After a day of work, he finished building the hand generator and used it to generate enough electricity to power the communication equipment. The first thing he attempted was to contact his people through the emergency radio channel predetermined before the crash.
After ensuring that Emma didn't dare to use his communication device, Daniel continued toward the shore, while Emma returned to her camp. She felt a mix of fear and frustration at Daniel's behavior, smarting from the blow to her pride. Helpless, she couldn't challenge him physically.
"Tch! What's with this damn island! If it's not for this damn island, I would have already beaten that guy," Emma vented her frustration, casting a resentful look back at the inland island as if it were her nemesis.
Observing her secretary's vexation, the girl with the light blue hair chuckled at this rare sight, finding amusement in Emma's distress.
"This is not funny!" Emma rolled her eyes at her lady, but the blue-haired girl continued to chuckle before gradually calming herself.
"Please excuse me; this is the first time I'm seeing you like this," the light blue-haired girl said with a smile. Emma pouted, prompting the girl to console her secretary with various comforting words and head pats.
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On Daniel's side, lingering frustration from the encounter with Emma was overshadowed by his unwavering determination to leave the island. Surveying the wreckage of the plane and the abundant wood along the shore, he formulated a plan to construct a makeshift raft.
Utilizing salvaged materials from the plane, Daniel meticulously fashioned a simple raft, securing the wooden pieces with improvised bindings. As the raft took shape, he conscientiously checked each knot, ensuring the seaworthiness of his makeshift vessel.
Once satisfied with his creation, Daniel pushed the raft into the water, ready to embark offshore and test the distance from the island to see at which point he could use mana.
As the raft floated further from the island, Daniel focused his mind on channeling mana. He extended his senses, reaching out to the mystical energy that dwelled within him. The process was gradual, each attempt met with a sense of anticipation.
At first, the mana seemed reluctant, responding weakly to his efforts. Undeterred, Daniel continued his concentration, pushing the boundaries of his magical capabilities. The open sea surrounded him, offering a canvas for his mana experimentation.
After several attempts, at approximately 8 kilometers offshore, a breakthrough occurred. The mana responded more vigorously, weaving through the air responding to his call.
Unbeknownst to Daniel, once Emma was certain that he had gone offshore, presuming his departure to be permanent, she discreetly sneaked inside the plane cabin.
With fumbling fingers, she clumsily operated Daniel's communication device for a brief moment before swiftly grasping its intricacies—a surprising fest for a novice seemingly unfamiliar with such technology.
Emma promptly endeavored to establish a connection.
"This is Emma from Aldenmere Conglomerate, requesting a response, over."
She repeated this process for a few minutes before a response finally came.
"This is Lamborghini, over," a rough male voice replied. If Daniel were present, he would recognize it as the voice of the pirates. However, unaware of this fact, Emma smiled with hope.