The rain poured down, soaking the girl’s clothes.
She held Liang Yuan’s T-shirt, feeling rather awkward.
If she put it directly on, this one would get wet as well.
But if she took off her soaked clothes, she would be left in just her underwear.
The key point was that Liang Yuan was here too.
Liang Yuan understood her awkwardness and said, "You change clothes first, I’ll go check on the sixth unit."
He walked with his upper body bare, not afraid of getting wet in the rain.
After all, he had Spiritual Power enveloping him, which could block the wind and rain.
Liang Yuan turned around, climbed over the low wall on the rooftop, and disappeared into the rain.
Song Wen breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and seeing no one, quickly went to a corner and changed into Liang Yuan’s clothes.
Liang Yuan’s clothes were large, covering her down to below her buttocks.
Thinking of Liang Yuan’s muscular upper body, her face flushed slightly.
"Pfft, Song Wen, what are you thinking? Brother Liang has Sister Yang Mei."
She chastised herself and quickly grabbed an umbrella and went downstairs.
Passing by room 3201, Yang Mei was registering the fish catches of the outside residents.
With a quick glance, she immediately saw Song Wen in the crowd.
Instinctively, she wanted to say hello, but then she noticed the clothes Song Wen was wearing.
The words she was about to say were swallowed back down.
"Isn’t that the T-shirt my brother wore this morning?"
"Why is it on Song Wen?"
Yang Mei’s mind was in turmoil and didn’t dare think further.
"Yang Mei? Yang Mei?"
Wu Qian called her twice, snapping her out of her daze. "Huh? What’s up?"
"What are you daydreaming about? This elder brother has caught eight fish and four sea shells, can we count it as ten fish?" Wu Qian asked with a smile.
Yang Mei nodded quickly, "Sure."
She put aside her chaotic thoughts and began to focus on her work again.
No one noticed that her fingers gripping the pen were turning white from the pressure.
On the rooftop of the sixth unit, Liang Yuan saw that Ma Guocai and Cai Zhi had already started on the wooden raft’s framework.
The base of the raft was almost complete.
The bottom was stacked with plastic and bonded with sea cucumber glue, forming a ’chuan’ shaped base.
Three hollow steel tubes were laid on top as the main structure of the base.
Wooden boards were then laid on the three hollow tubes, again bonded with sea cucumber glue.
In the center, a steel tube was erected to make the sail.
A small shelter was built around the steel tube to block the rain.
Since this raft was a practice model, it was not very large, only about twenty square meters.
The shelter could comfortably hold two or three people.
There was still ample space outside the shelter for movement.
Designing with Liang Yuan’s Space ability in mind, this raft sacrificed storage space and was thus much lighter.
Seeing Liang Yuan arrive, Old Ma and Cai Zhi both stopped their work.
"Liang Yuan, you’re here! Come take a look, how’s our raft?" Old Ma said with a laugh.
He was quite satisfied with the raft they had built.
Liang Yuan walked around, nodded slightly, and smiled, "Almost done?"
Old Ma laughed, "Just about. Mostly thanks to Wang Ze’s group who had a high completion rate."
"And since this small raft doesn’t require much, as long as it can carry three or four people, the progress was faster."
"But my design allows for later expansion, even attaching it to the unit one’s raft is possible."
"We would just need to connect them, increase the base area, and scale up the raft."
"No problem in normal conditions, but handling a violent storm would be a challenge," Old Ma said helplessly.
Cai Zhi added, "It shouldn’t be a big issue. Despite the heavy rain, the city’s flat terrain means there’s no significant water flow and waves should be minimal."
"I think we can make it to Sun Mountain without a problem."
Liang Yuan nodded slightly, agreeing with their analysis.
He smiled and said, "Great, let’s finish up in the next couple of days and do a water test."
Cai Zhi nodded, then suddenly asked, "Why aren’t you wearing a shirt? Exercising?"
Liang Yuan mumbled an affirmation as he brushed it off.
Then he asked, "How is the sea cucumber glue working out?"
At the mention of this, both their eyes lit up.
"It’s fantastic! I’ve never seen such glue," Old Ma said excitedly.
Cai Zhi also smiled, "This stuff is really good. It sticks to plastic, steel pipes, wood, everything."
"And once it’s bonded, it’s nearly impossible to separate. We would need a saw or an axe."
Liang Yuan laughed, "As long as it works. I collected a few more sea cucumbers yesterday, so the glue supply should be sufficient."
"If Unit One’s raft needs glue, come and take it from my place."
The two were overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.
The sea cucumbers had become a strategic resource, with Liang Yuan not allowing any to be killed, saving them all for glue production.
He pressed them daily to ensure not a drop of glue was wasted.
Thanks to his Storage Space, he didn’t worry about the glue solidifying immediately.
He simply stored it in the Space, keeping it in its liquid form.
After discussing possible improvements for the raft for a while, they suddenly heard Song Wen’s voice from the entrance of the sixth unit.
The three turned to see Song Wen standing prettily at the door, holding a black T-shirt.
She had changed clothes, and the black T-shirt she held was not Liang Yuan’s previous one; it was unknown where she got it from.