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

Qingshan squatted in the clearing in the woods, slowly picking up small insects one by one and putting them into his mouth.

After eating twenty, a warm feeling began to rise in my stomach, a sensation very similar to the changes in my physical condition I had experienced before.

Twenty-five.

Thirty.

After finishing the thirtieth insect, the virtual panel reappeared before his eyes.

[Feeding Record: Adult ground beetles x30]

Current progress: 30/30 (Completed)

[Ability Unlocked: External Wound Regeneration (Earth Beetle)]

[Effect: Increases the healing speed of external wounds by 7 times.]

Aoyama looked at the information on the panel, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Seven times faster healing speed, this is amazing!"

He stood up and stretched his wrists and shoulders, feeling the newly surging power within his body slowly integrating into his various tissues.

Unlike the previous times when his abilities were unlocked, this time it felt more like his internal body was being reorganized.

Something seemed to have entered the bloodstream, subtle yet continuous, preparing for potential damage and repair.

"What is this?"

Aoyama looked down at the tiny scratches on his body.

The red marks he had gotten from being scratched by thorns while walking through the dense forest yesterday, which would normally take a day or two to fade, had now become very faint when he looked down.

"This healing product really works."

He moved his arm to make sure he felt no discomfort.

As Qingshan continued deeper into the forest, his gaze became even sharper.

This primeval forest was more vibrant than he had imagined; if one knew how to observe, one could find useful things everywhere.

He stepped over a patch of wet moss, and something seemed to be flying past him.

A slender shadow, its wings shimmering with a bluish-green light in the sunlight.

"...dragonfly?"

Qingshan looked up and saw three dragonflies hovering above a clearing in the woods, their wings making a buzzing sound.

His eyes lit up!

Dragonflies are renowned in nature for their exceptional flying ability and hunting efficiency, making them the undisputed rulers of the land.

"Whether it's the 360-degree dynamic visuals or that insane reaction speed... I want it all!"

Aoyama quickly put down his backpack and pulled a branch from his side pocket.

He held his breath, aimed at one of the dragonflies that was flying low, and the branch struck the dragonfly precisely.

Picking up the dragonfly that had died on the spot, Aoyama murmured, "Luckily, I was one step ahead."

The other two, too, could not escape his branches.

Aoyama removed the wings from the three dragonflies and then put them in his mouth.

[Feeding Log: Blue Dragonfly (Adult) x1]

Current progress: 1/40

[Effect Preview: Holistic Vision, Reflex Nerves, (Dragonfly) - Requires continued consumption of similar ingredients to complete activation.]

Although the number of these three dragonflies is far from enough to unlock the lock, every little bit helps.

"Any ability will do, I can accept it."

Qingshan sighed and continued exploring in the direction ahead.

Before long, a faint rustling sound came from a clump of bushes.

Qingshan tiptoed closer.

He parted the leaves and saw a frog the size of his palm squatting on them, its cheeks puffed out and its bulging eyes staring at him.

"Frogs...are rich in protein, and they taste good when roasted."

"Moreover, frogs are also very capable."

He reached out and scooped it up with swift, precise, and steady movements.

Before the frog could jump away, it was already in his hand.

"Quack quack quack—!!!"

Qingshan ignored its screams and put it into a breathable rattan conch shell, which he had woven that morning when he went to the stream to wash his face.

After walking for a while, he found a chameleon slowly crawling on the trunk of an old tree.

It is entirely emerald green, about 20 centimeters long, with its tail curled around a tree branch, and its eyes like two protruding beads.

When Qingshan reached out and grabbed it, the chameleon's body immediately turned a dark brown, attempting to blend into the tree bark.

"Chameleon... I'm not sure what abilities it can unlock, but it's always good to keep it for now."

He also put the chameleon into the rattan. The rattan was already filled with two frogs and the chameleon, and they were quite well-behaved huddled together.

Qingshan weighed the pheasant and rabbit on the side of the trap; today's prey was already quite considerable.

"That's enough, it's time to go back."

Chapter 31: A Bountiful Harvest!

Just as Aoyama was about to turn and leave, he suddenly heard a murky sound coming from the direction of the stream ahead.

"Ok?"

Sensing something, Aoyama immediately crouched down and moved forward a few steps under the cover of the bushes.

He brushed aside the leaves blocking his view and his gaze fell on the stream not far away.

It turned out to be a large, robust wild boar, standing on the bank drinking water.

"S!"

"What a huge head of protein!"

He estimated that the wild boar weighed nearly 200 pounds.

Its mane is coarse and stiff, its long snout and fangs are slightly turned outwards, and there is a dark mane on its back that extends from its neck to its tail.

Its ears twitched from time to time, catching the sounds around it, but it was clearly unaware of the green hills upstream.

Aoyama's heart skipped a beat.

"A wild boar weighing nearly 200 pounds is enough to eat for a long time."

He slowly took the composite bow off his back and drew an arrow from his quiver, nocking it onto the bowstring.

The movements were extremely slow, as if afraid that any extra sound would startle the huge creature.

He adjusted his breathing rhythm and aimed at the wild boar's head—behind its eye sockets, the weakest part of its skull.

The arrow leaves the bowstring.

"puff--!"

The arrow pierced the air and sank into the side of the wild boar's skull, with most of the shaft embedded in the skull, leaving only the fletching trembling slightly outside.

"Roar!!!"

The wild boar let out a deafening roar, its body lunging forward two steps, its limbs slipping on the pebbles by the stream, and its massive body crashing to its side.

Green Mountain gave it no time to react; the second arrow was already nocked, drawn taut, and fired.

This time, the arrow pierced the back of the wild boar's neck and went through its spinal cord.

"..."

The wild boar's limbs twitched violently twice, its front hooves digging several deep furrows in the muddy water, and then its entire body collapsed like a wall, lying on its side by the stream, with only its belly still rising and falling slightly.

Qingshan lowered his bow and waited for three seconds.

Only after confirming that it was completely incapacitated did it emerge from behind the bushes.

He kicked the wild boar's hind leg, but there was no reaction.

"It's dead already?"

Qingshan squatted down and looked at the enormous creature weighing nearly two hundred pounds in front of him, and couldn't help but grin: "What a bumper harvest!"

He slung the composite bow over his shoulder, bent down, grabbed the wild boar's two hind legs, and exerted force.

He easily lifted the wild boar's heavy 200-pound body.

The strongman's ability demonstrated an absolute overwhelming advantage at this moment; he could even drag another head.

"Give them a surprise."

...

The entrance to the shelter remained quiet.

Izumi Sagiri sat on a rock, holding a fish crossbow, her long silver hair fluttering slightly in the morning breeze.

She heard the sound of heavy objects being dragged in the distance and looked up warily.

Then she saw Qingshan emerge from the forest, dragging a huge, frightening wild boar as he walked easily toward her.

Izumi Sagiri's mouth formed a small "O" shape, and the crossbow almost slipped from her hand.

"Brother Qingshan...!"

Her voice was high-pitched and thin, carrying a sense of being 'so shocked that she didn't know how to express it'.

She stood up, ran two steps forward, then stopped. Her gaze darted back and forth between the wild boar and the green hills several times before she finally managed to utter a complete sentence:

"You...you killed a wild boar?!"

"Ah."

Qingshan dragged the wild boar to the open space in front of the cave entrance, loosened his grip, and flexed his wrists: "About two hundred jin, enough to keep us going for a while."

At this moment, Aoyama was like a fisherman who had caught a big fish, and the corners of his mouth never left his mouth as he faced Izumi Sagiri's admiring gaze.

"Tsk, this is quite a mess."

"Keep it low-key, keep it low-key..."

Izumi Sagiri circled the wild boar once, then cautiously poked its coarse bristles with her fingertip before recoiling as if electrocuted.

Her expression was as if she were facing some incredible creature, her light blue eyes flashing with a mixture of surprise and delight.

Just then, footsteps came from the cave entrance.

Kasumigaoka Utaha has awakened.

She emerged, draped in Qingshan's clothes, her long black hair still somewhat disheveled, but her red pupils widened suddenly the moment she saw the wild boar.

"...Aoyama-kun, did you call?"

"Yes, we met it by the stream near us." Aoyama patted the wild boar on the back, his tone extremely calm.

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked to the wild boar, looked down at the three arrows that were precisely embedded in the skull and spinal cord, and slowly shifted her gaze to Aoyama's face.

Her eyes held a mixture of excitement and surprise.

"Aoyama-kun..."

The next second, she moved.

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a step forward, grabbed Aoyama's collar, pulled him down a bit, and then stood on tiptoe to kiss him.

The pupils of Izumi Sagiri, who was standing next to her, suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

"Eh?"

She froze on the spot as if a pause button had been pressed, her chin slightly open and her eyes wide open.