Comic strip: Survival on a deserted island, surrounded by heroines

"Ok?"

His eyes narrowed slightly.

On the edge of the treeline opposite the valley, there is a patch of ground that looks obviously unnatural.

The vegetation there had been trampled, and the branches of several low trees showed signs of breakage, with jagged edges, as if they had been forcefully snapped off by something.

Something passed by here.

Qingshan didn't rush over, but observed the situation for a few minutes first.

The ability to see all things takes into account all the activity and noise within the surrounding area.

"No abnormalities."

Only after confirming that it was safe did he walk toward that area.

As he approached, he squatted down and touched the trampled soil on the ground with his fingers.

The footprints were large, triangular in shape, and had claw marks on the edges.

The footprints were about three to four centimeters deep, indicating that the creature that passed through here was quite heavy.

"It looks like... the tracks of a large reptile."

Aoyama stood up and looked in the direction the footprints extended.

The footprints extended into the treeline ahead, disappearing into the dense undergrowth.

He weighed the fire axe in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Perfect, you're just unlucky to have run into me."

Aoyama followed the direction of the footprints, his steps steady, without slowing down because of the possibility of danger.

On the contrary, his gait exuded a calm confidence.

Those were ten special abilities that gave him confidence.

Name: Qingshan

[10 abilities have been unlocked: Life Evolution (slug), Holistic Vision (dragonfly), Environmental Adaptation (ground beetle), High Reproductive Efficiency (grasshopper)]

Strongman (ant), underwater breathing (fish), wound regeneration (earth beetle)

[Body regeneration (earthworm), jumping (frog), shell reinforcement (crab)]

"My abilities are not enough."

Aoyama needs to become stronger now, so that they can become stronger as well.

"I wonder if I can transfer my abilities to them through life energy?"

As Qingshan walked, he pondered.

Having gained the ability to evolve life, he can now freely choose whether or not to impregnate them.

In other words, he can now win any Grand Slam.

"Yes, that's convenient and safe."

"And it won't be wasted."

Although Aoyama was contemplating life, his all-seeing ability continued to scan the surrounding environment with high intensity.

The footprints on the ground became clearer and denser, indicating that there might be more than one large creature's activity nearby.

A faint fishy smell began to appear in the air, like the unique scent of some cold-blooded animal.

Aoyama sniffed: "Lizard or dinosaur?"

The answer was soon revealed.

He walked through a patch of low bushes, and the trees ahead suddenly became sparse.

A few steps further ahead, a relatively open space came into view.

Several fallen trees lay across the middle of the open space, their trunks covered with thick moss, indicating they had been lying there for quite some time.

And among those fallen logs, a huge python was coiled up.

"Holy shit!!!"

Qingshan, who was swearing for the first time, stopped in his tracks and stared dumbfounded at a python.

Its body was astonishingly thick, exceeding the diameter of an adult's trunk at its widest point, and covered entirely in dark brown scales that gleamed with an oily sheen in the dappled light filtering through the canopy.

It perched among the fallen trees, its body forming a giant spiral, its head held high, its vertical pupils coldly gazing at the green mountains.

There was no fear in those eyes, only the pure scrutiny of a cold-blooded predator judging its prey's edibility.

"Is that the Titanoboa?"

Aoyama raised an eyebrow, turned the fire axe in his hand so that the blade was facing forward.

He tilted his head, sizing up the giant python: "The size of this thing... even the largest anaconda on Earth would have to call it 'ancestor'!"

Aoyama's surprise vanished quickly, leaving only the desire to kill.

What abilities does the Titanoboa possess?

The giant python clearly couldn't understand human speech, but Qingshan's posture and tone clearly made it feel threatened.

Its body slowly stretched out, its scales rubbing against the dead leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

"hiss--!"

The python's head suddenly retracted, then shot out like a spring, revealing two rows of inward-curving sharp teeth in its wide-open mouth, moving at an astonishing speed.

Ordinary people simply don't have time to react.

But Aoyama is clearly not an ordinary person.

"Although you are a veteran, you ultimately failed to win the resurrection game."

"Dragonflies are different; they're not only veterans, but also undisputed numerical monsters."

The ability to see all sides allows Aoyama to construct a complete 360-degree view in his mind.

The python's trajectory, speed, and angle—every detail—is as clear as if captured in slow motion.

Just as his body was about to touch the python's head, he casually took a few steps to the left.

Those few steps just barely avoided the python's attack.

The giant python's head, carrying immense momentum, swept past Qingshan and crashed into a small tree behind him.

"Snap—!"

A small tree, about the size of a bowl, snapped in two, scattering wood chips and broken branches everywhere.

Aoyama said, "That's quite powerful."

The python missed its attack, quickly retracted its head, and adjusted its posture accordingly.

It clearly hadn't expected that its prey could evade its attack.

The coldness in those vertical pupils intensified.

"hiss--!"

Its tail began to sway slowly, as if it were recalculating the attack distance.

Qingshan didn't wait for it to adjust.

He took a step forward, his left hand sweeping across his waist, and the machete was already in his hand.

He still held the fire axe in his right hand, and the two weapons seemed to come alive in his hands.

Come on.

As he spoke, he took the initiative to approach the giant python.

"hiss--!"

Enraged by his actions, the python opened its massive jaws and lunged at him again.

This time it was faster, its jaws opened wider, and its sharp white teeth gleamed coldly in the dim light.

This time, Aoyama did not dodge.

He swung the fire axe upwards with his right hand, the blade striking precisely the side of the python's lower jaw.

"Shoot-"

With a muffled thud, the sharp axe blade sliced ​​through the scales and muscle, leaving a dark red line of blood.

"Roar..."

The python let out a low hiss and suddenly turned its head to one side.

But its tail swept over at the same time.

The thick tail, carrying immense power, swept across the ground like a living pillar.

The tail scooped up dead leaves and bits of soil, scattering them through the air.

"Whoosh—!"

With a touch of his left foot to the ground, Qingshan was lifted into the air.

His jumping ability makes his body like a released spring, easily leaping nearly three meters high.

The python's tail swept past his feet, creating a gust of wind.

"Why does this Titanoboa seem a bit weak?"

"Is he a minor, or am I just too strong?"

Qingshan flipped in the air, looking down at the giant python below.

The left-hand machete slashed out the instant it hit the ground, the blade cutting through the middle of the giant python's body, slicing through the scales and muscles, leaving a half-meter-long wound.

"Roar!!!"

The python, in pain, began to writhe violently.

It no longer attacked head-on, but began to circle around the green hills, its body forming a gradually converging ring.

That's a common tactic used by pythons—first coil, then strangle!

Aoyama watched it circle around him, his expression remaining calm: "Trying to strangle me?"

He didn't retreat, but stood still, letting the giant python coil around him again and again.

Dark brown scales coiled and tightened around his waist and abdomen, the power of his muscles bulging beneath them, carrying a terrifying sense of oppression that seemed to want to crush everything.

"Yes, it's tighter than I expected."

Aoyama glanced expressionlessly at the snake coiled around his waist.

The python was clearly unhappy with his attitude.

Its head suddenly turned around, and it opened its mouth to bite Qingshan's head again.

"But you may have forgotten that you are just a carbon-based life form!"

In that instant, the green hills moved.

He raised the fire axe in his right hand high, then brought it down like a dark red lightning bolt.

"Snap—!"

The axe blade cleaved precisely into the back of the python's head, the sound of its neck bones shattering clearly audible in the quiet forest.

The python's body stiffened abruptly, and the coiling force instantly loosened by more than half.

Qingshan did not stop.

The left-hand machete followed, the blade cutting deeper along the opening made by the axe.

His spine was severed, his tendons cut, and dark red blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto his clothes and the ground.

The python's tail twitched weakly twice before going completely limp.

"call--!"

Aoyama stood in the middle of the snake corpse, the axe blade still embedded at the junction of the snake's head and body.

He exhaled a breath of foul air and reached up to wipe the blood that had splattered on his cheek.