Chapter 267 Conforming Wig


    After walking for more than twenty minutes, Nicole felt her legs go numb. Her feet were also worn with


    blisters, and her muscles ached incessantly.


    The downpour stopped just as she followed him to their destination.


    The sound of the waves on the surface of the sea was more intense. Wind surged, huge waves beat


    against the reefs and scrubbed the beach. The sound of the waves crashing was particrly harsh.


    After leaving the jungle, the sand near the sea was soft and wet, making it impossible to lift one''s feet.


    The man in front of Nicole walked firmly and strongly. Despite running for so long, he did not seem to


    have any trace of fatigue.


    It seemed like he was ustomed to this environment.


    Nathaniel walked past the reef to the leeward side of a hill, then moved a rock that was half his size to


    the side.


    He called out to the shocked and dumbfounded Nicole before he entered the small cave behind the


    rock.


    There was a cave here?


    Nicole followed him into the small space that could only amodate two people. The trickling


    seawater


    flowed down from the gap, unable to pool anywhere.


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    Nathaniel went sideways through a gap less than 15 inches in diameter.


    He called out to her from inside, so Nicole followed his example and shimmied in. The space suddenly


    opened up.


    There were actually lights here.


    The inside was neat, with dry and clean branches all around. The air was a little humid, but it was ten


    times betterpared to the outside.


    Nicole smiled and watched as Nathaniel took out a backpack from a high rock. It was a ssic model


    of the La Sportiva brand.


    She recognized at a nce that it was the same brand as the shoes he was wearing.


    Nathaniel took out a men''s windbreaker that was a ssic model from Scarpa, a very famous outdoor


    brand.


    Then, he took out a pair of pants from the same collection. Just as he bent down to wear them, he


    suddenly seemed to realize something and looked straight at Nicole.


    Nicole was staring at him. She was not blushing, nor did her heart race. She just watched him like a


    hawk, a s if she was afraid that he would suddenly vanish into thin air.


    Nathaniel chuckled helplessly.


    "Nikki, if you really wanna watch, I don’t mind..."


    Nicole froze before immediately snapping back to her senses. She then hurriedly turned her back on


    him.


    Her face subconsciously heated up.


    "Aren''t you thirsty? There are tools beside you. Go get some seawater ande back. I can distill it


    into freshwater."


    Nathaniel deliberately tried to dispel the awkwardness.


    "Okay."


    Nicole had not touched freshwater for a long time. She missed tasteless water so much!


    She left subconsciously and looked at the "tools” on the rock with slight hesitation.


    This was just a container formed by tying a few leaves together.


    ''Forget it... In a ce like this, this is the best I can get!’


    Nicole went out gloomily and selected a spot with clean seawater from the crevice on the side.


    When she went back, Nathaniel was already dressed, looking tall and lean. He was sitting on a pile of


    leaves with one leg curled up as he looked down and carefully fiddled with the tools in his hand.


    His head of messy hair was gone, and he had clean and short hair now.


    His features were delicate and handsome. Even if he did not clean up much, his deep features under


    the light were extraordinarily attractive, especially his bright eyes that seemed to be able to reflect the


    Milky Way thousands of miles away.


    Nathaniel looked to be around the same age as her.


    However, that was not what surprised Nicole.


    "You were wearing a wig?"


    Nathaniel nodded. "You know what they say. Do as the locals do..."


    That was true, but...


    The corners of Nicole''s mouth twitched. "Who would carry a wig wherever they go?!"


    Nathaniel blinked at her and smiled, pure and recklessly.


    "I''m an explorer, so of course I came prepared. My social media content specializes in filming and


    researching primitive tribes."


    "So, you came here on purpose?"


    Nathaniel nodded.


    "I chose this ind at random. It’s the smallest ind on the north side of the Antic Ocean, so I


    originally didn''t hold much hope. I really didn''t expect there to b e indigenous people here. They''re a


    genuine primitive tribe."


    Nicole watched as he took out a ck earphone-sized camera from a leaf on the side. It was extremely


    inconspicuous, but considering where they were now, i t was also extremely rare.


    "In other words... You have a way to leave this ce?"


    That was her main point of concern.


    Nathaniel pursed his lips and frowned slightly. "Not really..."


    "Then how will you go back? Aren''t you going back after your research?"


    "Well... I didn’t exactly think about that beforeing here... My other explorer friend dropped me off


    on the ind by helicopter. He then went to the South Pole for an expedition, so... I don’t know if he’s


    still alive or not..."