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

"I have to become stronger."

Her voice calmed down, and the trembling emotion was replaced by something more resolute.

"To become stronger...strong enough to stand before him with dignity."

"then..."

She didn't say the second half of the sentence.

But a cryptic smile appeared on her lips.

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Chapter 81: Tch, the heartless Aoyama-kun. [Image]

Qingshan waited for about half an hour.

He planted the long stick in the ground beside him, and the three ferocious heads cast heavy shadows in the afternoon sun.

The pervasive smell of blood attracted several small scavenging birds.

"Looks like there's no hope."

Aoyama looked up at the circling birds, then glanced around at the surrounding woodland.

Within the range of the all-seeing ability, there was no sign of any large predators approaching.

Those creatures more powerful than Carnotaurus either do not roam this area, or are intelligent enough not to be easily tempted by the smell of blood.

"Pity."

He shook his head, pulled the long stick from the ground, and slung it back over his shoulder.

The three heads swayed gently with each step, most of the blood having congealed, forming a dark red scab on the stick.

"gone back."

He retraced his steps, keeping his all-seeing ability active the entire time, taking in every rustle and movement around him.

But along the way, they didn't encounter a single predator, or even a wild rabbit.

"It seems my look is quite intimidating."

Aoyama glanced down at the long staff on his shoulder and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

...

A sea breeze blew in from the bay, carrying a refreshing coolness.

Aoyama, carrying a long pole, could see the wooden house in the distance, along with wisps of smoke rising from the stove.

"You're back."

A slight smile played on his lips, and he quickened his pace.

The three severed heads hanging from the long staff swayed with each step. The blood, washed clean by the sea, had completely stopped dripping.

The first to discover his return was Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The guy was dozing in the shade next to the cabin when he heard footsteps. He suddenly raised his head, his amber eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Roar!"

It roared, stood up, and trotted towards the direction of the green hills.

then....

It saw the snake's head hanging from the end of the long stick on Qingshan's shoulder.

"Waaaaah—!"

The Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex suddenly stopped, digging two deep grooves in the ground, its entire body frozen in place as if nailed to the spot.

His amber pupils suddenly contracted, and all the feathers on his body bristled.

For a Tyrannosaurus Rex that has not yet fully grown, the aura of the Titanoboa is the most deadly threat!

Even though the snake's head had detached from its body, even though it was just a dead head.

The strong, fishy smell still triggered the Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex's instinctive alarm.

"Ugh..."

The Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex let out a low whimper, took several steps back, and finally shrank behind the corner of the wooden house.

“…”

Looking at the big dog's cowardly appearance, Qingshan was both amused and exasperated.

"You're already the size of a calf, and you're still so afraid?"

He lifted his foot and gently kicked the feathered tyrannosaurus dog's rear end: "Get up, that thing doesn't bite."

The Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex was kicked by him, and it looked up at the snake's head again before quickly looking away.

Where is the imposing presence of the Feathered Tyrannosaurus Rex in that appearance?

"Exit."

Qingshan shook his head, ignored it, and walked towards the wooden house.

The commotion from the stove came first.

Xue's mother was simmering a pot of bone soup when she heard footsteps. She looked up and a smile appeared on her gentle face.

"Aoyama-kun is back? Perfect, Yu will be here soon..."

She froze in place halfway through her sentence.

Snow Mother looked at the long stick on Green Mountain's shoulder in shock.

In front of that snake head, which was larger than a human, hung two ferocious bull-dragon heads...

The wooden spoon she was holding clattered into the pot, splashing soup onto her apron, but she didn't even notice.

"Aoyama-kun...that's..."

"Titan Python".

Aoyama took the long staff off his shoulder and placed it on the sand in front of the wooden house. The three heads were lined up in a row, casting huge shadows in the sunlight.

"There are also two carnivorous carnivorous dragons."

"what?!"

Snow Mother's breath caught in her throat for a moment, lingering on the snake's vertical pupils for a brief instant before turning her gaze to the two menacing dinosaur heads.

Her lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words.

"Mother?"

Yukino's voice came from inside the wooden house.

She was sitting on the threshold flipping through the atlas when she heard the commotion outside. She looked up, a hint of curiosity on her usually cool face.

Then she saw it too.

"ha?!!"

The atlas in Yukino's hand slipped from her knees and fell onto the sand.

She stood up, her gaze fixed on the snake's head, her pupils slightly contracting.

"That's... the Titanoboa?"

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she were confirming something unbelievable!

"That's right."

Qingshan put the axe and machete aside, dusted off his hands, and said, "I met this guy in the forest to the south. He tried to strangle me, but luckily I was better at it."

"Qingshan...killed the Titanoboa?!"

Yukino's shocked gaze shifted from the snake's head to Aoyama, lingering for a moment on his blood-stained clothes before returning to the snake's head.

The snake's head was thicker than her entire body.

But he said it so casually.

It's...it's so strong it's not like a human being, okay?

"There are also two bull dragons. These two guys are pretty fast."

As he spoke, Aoyama took out a piece of meat wrapped in leaves from his backpack: "But I brought the meat back with me. Tonight we can try what dinosaur meat tastes like."

Yukino stood there, opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She stared at the three heads placed side by side, her mind blank.

This was beyond her comprehension...

"Why these creatures exist is another matter."

"Is he still human...?"

Sawu emerged from behind the wooden house. She had just been feeding two pheasants and came running over when she heard the commotion in front.

"Brother Qingshan, you're back—ah?!!"

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes widened immediately.

Sawu stood at the corner of the wooden house, her long, silvery-white hair swaying gently in the wind.

The three enormous heads were reflected in his aquamarine pupils, freezing him in place as if he had been struck by a spell.

"What...what is that?"

Her voice trembled noticeably, and she subconsciously took a half step back, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly.

"Spoils of war".

Aoyama walked over and gently patted her head: "Don't be afraid, they're all dead."

Shawu felt the warmth of his palm and relaxed a little, but her gaze still couldn't help but drift towards the snake's head.

Even though the snake's head was lifeless, its vertical pupils still exuded a chilling aura.

"Aoyama-kun...you're finally back!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice came from behind the wooden house, carrying a hint of lazy joy.

As she walked around, she was carrying a few wild vegetables in her hand, and her red eyes were filled with a smile.

Then she saw the three heads.

"oh--!"

She paused slightly, her red pupils scanning back and forth between the snake's head and the bull's head, before a distinct smile curved her lips.

"Not bad, Aoyama-kun, you've had a great day."

Her reaction was much calmer than the others.

Or rather, she adapted to this "routine" faster than others.

After all, she had already witnessed Aoyama's abilities and personally experienced that power that "transcended the depths of the soul."

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked over to the snake's head, squatted down, and gently touched the surface of the snake's scales with her long, slender, white fingers.

"The texture is cool and smooth, like the finest jade."

She looked up, her red eyes gleaming with interest: "Can it be used as decoration?"

"You're going to hang the snake's head in the house?"

Aoyama raised an eyebrow: "It's not impossible."

"Then let's hang it at the entrance; it'll serve as a nameplate."

"..."

Yukino was stunned for a moment. What was this guy talking about?

What the heck is this house number?