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

"Sagiri, what do you think is the nature of my relationship with Aoyama-kun?"

"It's...it's...that kind of..."

Izumi Sagiri's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, her eyes darting around. "A... a kissing couple?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha did not deny it: "Then let's just consider us a couple in a relationship."

Izumi Sagiri's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Eh?!"

Chapter 33: After all, Lord Aoyama has already lost all humanity.

The three sat around the fire, the aroma of roasted pheasant and rabbit filling the air under the stone eaves.

Izumi Sagiri held a roasted chicken leg, carefully blew on it, took a small bite, and her eyes immediately narrowed.

"Delicious..." Her voice was muffled, her cheeks puffed out like a little squirrel.

Aoyama sat opposite her, with the woven rattan worm in front of him.

He reached into his friend Y's mouth and scooped out a processed frog, roasted it, and then casually popped it into his mouth.

The crisp, cracking sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet sanctuary.

"Aoyama-kun, you should eat some more pork to replenish your energy." Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned against the stone wall beside her, slowly tearing off pieces of meat, her tone carrying a calm and unsurprising air.

Aoyama tossed the second frog into his mouth and chewed it: "It's okay, let me finish eating these first."

Izumi Sagiri turned her gaze back to the chicken leg in her hand, muttering softly, "I wonder what frogs taste like..."

"It actually tastes pretty good. Once it's roasted, it's almost like a chicken leg," Qingshan said, then reached into his friend Y's hand and took out the processed chameleon, skewered it on a branch, and roasted it by the fire.

After finishing eating everything, Aoyama put down the tree branch he was holding, and the virtual panel appeared in front of him at the right time.

He glanced at the information above.

[Cumulative Food Types Statistics]

【野豬×1、青蛙×2、野雞×2、兔子×2、變色龍×1、蜻蜓×3、鱷魚×1....】

Currently, no new ability unlock thresholds have been met.

Aoyama silently calculated in his mind that the number of times he repeatedly ate a single type of food was not enough, but as long as he continued to accumulate, he would be able to build up more abilities sooner or later.

He turned off the panel, stood up, and stretched his shoulders: "I'm going out to chop some wood and come back to build a smokehouse."

“I’ll go with you.” Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up and brushed the grass clippings off her skirt.

Aoyama glanced at her: "You stay at the shelter, I can cut down trees by myself faster."

Kasumigaoka Utaha raised an eyebrow, but ultimately did not refute, and simply sat back down.

She glanced at Izumi Sagiri and saw that the latter was squatting next to the wild boar, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, gesturing at one of the boar's hind legs for a long time without daring to make a move.

“Sagiri, cut through the joint.” Kasumigaoka walked over and squatted down next to her, reaching out to hold her wrist as she held the cleaver, guiding her movements. “Here, yes, cut along the membrane between the bones.”

Following her instructions, Izumi Sagiri pressed down hard, and the blade smoothly cut into the joint gap, separating the entire hind leg from the pig's body.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her light blue eyes sparkling: "Sister Shiyu is so amazing!"

“Don’t praise me, this move was taught to me by Aoyama-kun.” Kasumigaoka Utaha took the knife from her hand and demonstrated a few times. “You’re in charge of rubbing salt on the cut pieces of meat, and I’ll be in charge of cutting them.”

Although Aoyama brought back a few packets of salt from the shipwreck, he is using them sparingly for now.

Therefore, half a packet of salt is enough for the pork.

"I go first."

Seeing that they were already in the zone, Qingshan didn't linger any longer.

He picked up a machete and an axe, turned around, and walked out of the shelter.

The light in the forest was brighter than in the early morning, and after the fog dissipated, the leaves turned an exceptionally vibrant green.

Aoyama swung his axe and felled a tree in a few strokes, then began to trim the branches and cut the trunk, which was ready to be used after being dragged back to the shelter.

He made three trips back and forth, dragging seven or eight thick tree trunks and piling them on the open ground next to the shelter.

When they returned to the cave entrance, they saw that Kasumigaoka Utaha and Izumi Sagiri had already processed most of the wild boar meat, and the pieces of meat were neatly placed on banana leaves.

"Brother Aoyama!" Izumi Sagiri waved to him as she saw him return. "We're almost done here!"

Aoyama nodded, stacked the wood, and began to build the smoking rack.

He first dug four holes in the ground, buried the thick tree trunks vertically in them, and then placed several thin branches horizontally at the top, securing them tightly with vines.

A simple smoked meat rack was set up in less than an hour.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood by and watched for a while, then suddenly spoke up: "Aoyama-kun, you didn't encounter any Velociraptors when you were chopping down the trees, did you?"

"No, what's wrong?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down the salt bowl in her hand and came over to help him hang the meat strips on the beam. "I just think it's a bit too quiet?"

She was still quite worried about the monster.

After all, that dinosaur-like creature killed three people by the stream just a few days ago.

But now, there's not a sound at all.

It's hard not to be wary when faced with this 'unknown'.

Aoyama naturally noticed this problem as well.

Since that velociraptor disappeared into the depths of the forest, it has never been seen again.

Having eaten humans, Aoyama doesn't think it's afraid of people.

Moreover, judging from its clean and efficient hunting methods, humans are just one of the prey in the island's forests.

There are only two possibilities: it is not near a shelter.

Either its territory is not in this area, or it has sensed danger.

There are only these two possibilities.

"I'm planning to go out and have a look tonight."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stopped.

She turned her head to look at him, a hint of tension in her red eyes: "You want to go find it?"

Qingshan hung up the last skewer of meat, dusted off the ash from his cigarette, and said, "Keeping it will only cause trouble sooner or later."

"Besides, we are in the light while it is in the dark. Rather than letting it suddenly attack one day, I'd rather take the initiative to find it."

"What are you planning to use as bait?"

Aoyama pointed to the still-dripping pig's head next to him: "This one."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Be careful."

Although she was still worried, Aoyama's strength reassured her a lot.

"Even if it really was a dinosaur, it would run away from Aoyama-kun, right?"

"After all, Aoyama-kun has ceased to be human..."

...

After nightfall, the forest became completely dark.

Qingshan, carrying the wild boar's head bound with vines, with a bow and quiver on his back, and a machete and fire axe hanging at his waist, disappeared silently into the night.

He had already scouted a spot during the day: a clearing in the woods about 500 meters from the shelter, with a wide view and bushes all around for hiding.

"Let's stop here."

He placed the pig's head in the center of the open space, then retreated behind a large tree trunk, crouched down, and hid himself in the shadows of the bushes.

Nock the arrows with the compound bow, place it across your knees, adjust your breathing, and wait.

"Gurgle, gurgle~!!!"

The chirping of insects rose and fell, and the night wind rustled softly through the tree canopy.

The stench of pig's head blood spread with the night breeze, slowly permeating the damp air.

Chapter 34: Is this bear normal with such strength?

Qingshan waited for nearly two hours.

The moon rose above the treetops, its cold white light filtering through the gaps in the leaves and scattering onto the ground.

The chirping of insects in the forest suddenly fell silent in an instant.

That sudden, deathly silence was more alarming than any sound!

Aoyama's fingers touched the bowstring.

"They're here!"

His ears caught a sound.

The dull, heavy footsteps, each one carrying a tremendous weight, caused the ground to tremble slightly.

The footsteps came from the opposite direction of the stream, coming from deep within the dense forest. The rhythm was slow, but each step was firm and steady.

"That is?"

Aoyama's gaze sharpened slightly as he gripped the composite bow tighter.

Under the moonlight, a huge figure emerged from the edge of the dense forest.

The first thing that catches the eye is the outline of a small mountain.

It is at least two meters tall at the shoulders, with a bulging back covered by a thick layer of black mane.

Its head was broad, its snout protruded, its ears were small and round, and its eyes, which gleamed with a dark red luster in the darkness, were fixed on the bloody wild boar head in the center of the clearing.

"Is that a bear?"

A gigantic black bear, completely black in color, whose size far exceeds the limits of a normal wild brown bear...

When it is on all fours, its shoulder height is nearly two meters. If it stands up, it is probably more than three and a half meters tall, and its weight is at least 800 kilograms.

Its claws extended from its thick, fleshy paws, each nearly ten centimeters long, gleaming with a bone-white, cold light under the moonlight.

"...Where did this thing come from?"

Aoyama's pupils contracted slightly.

He had seen bears before, in documentaries, in zoos, but none of them could compare to the enormous creature before him.

Its chest bulges dramatically when it breathes, each breath creating a small cloud of white mist in the air, and its claws leave deep imprints on the mud with a light press.

“Ho ho—!”

The black bear walked up to the wild boar's head, sniffed it, then opened its mouth and snatched the boar's head in its mouth.

The nearly 20-pound pig's head was as light as a cookie in its mouth; it was chewed up and swallowed in a few bites.

Then it raised its head, its dark red eyes slowly turning toward the direction where Qingshan was hiding.

"It actually found my location. Is this thing's observation ability that strong?"

Qingshan did not hesitate.

In the instant the giant bear turned around, he had already drawn his composite bow to its full extent, and the first arrow shot through the air.

"call out--!"

The arrow struck the bear precisely in the right eye, the most effective target he could think of.

However, the giant bear tilted its head slightly.

The arrow grazed its brow bone, leaving a bloody gash, but unfortunately it missed its eyeball.

"Roar--!"

The giant bear let out a deep roar, a sound as muffled as thunder rumbling from the depths of the earth, which made the fallen leaves at the foot of the green mountain tremble slightly.

"Such a fast reaction time!"