Lost World
John Lockyer
‘One holiday, I spent a few days tramping around some
active volonnocs in New Zealand. There were may
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‘greys white and black voleanie rocks but there was also
some thick, green bush and a few swift streams,
‘There weren't many other people around and at
times I wondered how I'd cope if I was lost or stranded
in that wild, desolate, eerie environment. This made
ime look at the surroundings differently and helped me
to imagine many useful survival techniques. Luckily I
stayed safe and didn't need to use any of them but they
‘gave me lots of ideas for this book,
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CONTENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapters
Chapter 5
Chapter
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Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapier 18
Chapter 19
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a9Just after lift-off, Umbro shut down the computer
pilot and took the controls, Valdez. watched the
«data sereens set into the back of Umbro's seat that
showed changes in speed, altitude, air pressure
and direction. Twisting and turning a handheld
‘column, Umbro controlled the ship smoothly and,
‘expertly. Neither of them spoke. Not that Valdez
wanted to tall, His mind vasa muddle. So much
had happened in the last few days.
He glanced at an image on one of the screens,
The areas of damage on Beo were worse than he
had imagined. The new rainforests, which were
now producing enough oxygen to support a small
human population, should have been green and