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

Less than ten meters to his left, a gray waterbird stood on one leg in the pond, its long beak slightly open, as if waiting for a fish to swim by.

"Arrows from composite bows are very valuable; if they are shot into deep water, they are difficult to retrieve."

"We can't catch this bird."

The moment the thought crossed his mind, the waterbird seemed to sense something, flapped its wings, and flew away.

Qingshan didn't chase after them, but continued walking along the edge of the wetland.

As he walked, he suddenly saw something move beneath the surface of the water.

It was a fish, about the length of an adult's forearm, with a dark gray back and a silvery-white belly, slowly swimming through a patch of aquatic plants.

"What kind of fish is this?"

"I've never seen it before."

Qingshan stopped, put down his backpack, and drew his machete from the side.

He tiptoed to the water's edge, his gaze fixed on the fish's swimming trajectory.

With enhanced panoramic and dynamic vision, he was able to clearly capture the frequency of the fish's tail movements and the fine ripples formed when the water was disturbed.

It can even predict which direction it will turn in the next second.

He seized the opportunity and plunged the machete into the water!

"Whoosh—!"

Water splashed everywhere as the cleaver precisely pierced the fish's body, the blade entering from behind the gills and exiting from the other side, firmly pinning the entire fish to the tip of the cleaver.

Qingshan picked it up and looked at it; the fish was still wriggling its tail.

"It's quite big."

He took the fish off the knife, skillfully gutted it, cleaned it thoroughly, wrapped it in large leaves, and stuffed it into his backpack.

"Fish, mushrooms, bear meat...we can have a good meal tonight."

He wiped his hands and continued on his way in a good mood.

Along the way, he collected several different small animals and plants, including a few cicadas clinging to tree trunks, a clump of wild onions that looked edible, and a shrub laden with small red fruits.

The fruits were sweet and sour, and after tasting a few to make sure they weren't poisonous, he picked the rest and put them in his backpack.

After walking for nearly four hours, Qingshan climbed up a small earthen slope and stood at the top, looking out over a relatively open clearing in the woods.

"The settlement marked on the map should be nearby."

Just then, he caught a glimpse of something unusual somewhere ahead.

Within his full field of vision, he could see clearly without turning his head.

About two hundred meters away in a clearing in the woods, the canopies of several trees were shaking violently, not like they were being blown by the wind.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a sound.

Sharp screams mingled with dull thuds and human roars.

Aoyama squinted, took the composite bow off his back and held it in his hand, nocked an arrow, and then lowered his body and silently moved forward.

As they got closer, the sound became clearer.

"Damn it! There's too much!"

"Hold on! Don't let them surround us!"

"what--!"

The screams made Qingshan quicken his pace.

He parted the leaves in front of him and peered through the gaps in the leaves to see the scene in the open space ahead.

Chapter 44: He's practically Superman!! [Image]

A dozen or so chimpanzees are attacking four or five humans.

Those chimpanzees were a whole size larger than ordinary ones, with broad shoulders, strong bodies, and glossy black fur.

The adult individuals appear to be nearly 1.5 meters tall, with arms as thick as tree trunks.

They leap down from the treetops or surround the ground, their fangs gleaming white, emitting sharp hisses.

"Roar roar roar—!!!"

There were five humans under attack, three of whom were armed.

A wood-chopping knife, an iron shovel, and a sharpened wooden spear.

The other two looked injured; one was clutching his arm and leaning against a tree trunk, while the other lay motionless on the ground.

The man wielding the machete was a burly middle-aged man. He brandished the machete to scare away the approaching chimpanzees while shouting to his companions:

"Back up! Back up behind that rock!"

But there were too many chimpanzees, and they worked together very well.

Two of them launched a feint attack from the front to draw attention, while several others flanked from both sides. The last one jumped down upside down from the tree trunk overhead, its thick arm smashing down on the head of the young man holding the wooden spear.

"Watch out above—!"

The young man looked up abruptly upon hearing the warning, but it was already too late.

The chimpanzee's fist came crashing down with a whooshing sound. He raised his spear to block, but the wooden spear was smashed in two by the punch, and he was jolted back several steps.

"Roar--!"

Without pausing after landing, the chimpanzee pounced forward and opened its mouth to bite his shoulder.

"Bang—!" The machete struck the chimpanzee's back with a dull thud.

The man with the machete rushed forward and delivered another blow, sending the chimpanzee tumbling to its side. However, he himself was also punched in the back by another chimpanzee, and was knocked forward.

"Hold on...hold on—!" He got up and continued to swing his knife, but his voice was filled with obvious exhaustion and despair.

The remaining four people huddled together back to back, weapons facing outwards, but the chimpanzee's encirclement was steadily shrinking.

There were still a few birds in the canopy that hadn't made a move, perched on the branches emitting low "woofing" sounds, as if waiting for their prey to make a mistake.

"How come there are such big chimpanzees?"

Qingshan crouched behind a tree, calmly observing the battlefield ahead.

He didn't rush out immediately.

Just then, his 'all-seeing' captured a new development.

From the bushes behind, came extremely faint sounds; a dark shadow was silently approaching.

The chimpanzee had somehow gotten behind Qingshan, crouching low, crawling on all fours, and grinning as it slowly approached.

Its fangs were still stained with fresh blood, and its black eyes were filled with the fierce light of a hunter.

"Are chimpanzees that intelligent?"

Qingshan frowned slightly, but did not turn around.

He maintained his original posture, seemingly unguarded, but his right hand, holding the fire axe, had already subtly adjusted its angle.

The muscles in his arms were taut, like a bowstring ready to be released.

The chimpanzee, oblivious to Qingshan's retreating figure, suddenly lunged out from the bushes with a fierce glint in its eyes!

"Roar--!"

Its roar shook the leaves, and its thick arms spread out, its fangs snapping at the back of Qingshan's neck.

It's going to bite this human's neck off in one gulp!

However, just as its claws were getting closer and closer to the back of Qingshan's neck, Qingshan moved.

He turned around and swung his right hand, holding the fire axe, upwards from his side.

A silver arc of light traced a perfect circle in the air, cutting precisely from bottom to top across the trajectory of the chimpanzee that lunged at it.

"Snap—!"

The axe blade cleaved diagonally down from the chimpanzee's collarbone, piercing through its chest cavity, slicing across its ribs, and emerging from its waist on the other side!

Before the chimpanzee could even let out a second roar, its massive body was split in two in mid-air.

The two halves of the body lay on the grass, viscera and blood splattered everywhere, still twitching reflexively.

"Too weak, not even comparable to a dinosaur."

Qingshan stood still, dark red blood dripping from the axe blade.

He swung the axe, and drops of blood slid down the blade and landed on the damp ground.

The commotion here alerted everyone on the front lines.

The besieged people, who were still desperately resisting, turned around when they heard a huge roar and a dull tearing sound of flesh coming from behind them.

Then they saw

The young man standing on the hillside had two twitching chimpanzee carcasses scattered at his feet. He held a blood-dripping fire axe in his hand, his expression as calm as if he had just chopped down a cabbage.

Someone murmured, "What happened?"

The middle-aged man holding the machete stared blankly at the two still twitching sections of the chimpanzee's body on the ground, his mouth agape.

Then he looked at the clean-cut boy standing by the tree, holding a blood-dripping fire axe.

"..."

He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

At this moment, the chimpanzees that were attacking them also stopped.

They all turned their heads, their scarlet eyes looking towards the hillside, their nostrils flaring as they smelled the blood of their kind.

After a brief silence, the largest chimpanzee leader pounded his chest and let out a deafening roar!

"Roar—roar roar roar—!"

As if receiving some kind of order, the chimpanzees abandoned their original target and changed direction simultaneously from the trees and the ground, surging towards Qingshan like a black tide!

The sheer force of a dozen or so chimpanzees charging at the same time was terrifying.

They swarmed in from all directions, some leaping from trees, others running wildly on the ground, their thick limbs slapping the ground with dull thuds, their fangs bared, and their throats emitting low growls.

The injured people on the hillside turned pale instantly upon seeing this scene.

"Run! That person will be torn to pieces!"

"It's over, it's over..."

However, Qingshan, who was standing at the top of the slope, did not run away, nor did he make any dodging movements.

He gripped the fire axe tightly, drew a machete from his waist with his other hand, and stood with both hands, his gaze calmly sweeping over the black torrent surging in from all directions.

The first chimpanzee charged.

It leaped high, its limbs outstretched, as if it were about to pounce on the green hills.

Qingshan took a step forward, and his right hand drew an arc from bottom to top with the fire axe.

"Pfft—!"

The axe blade cut into the chimpanzee's chin, pierced through the skull, and emerged from the top of its head.

The chimpanzee lost its strength in mid-air and crashed to the foot of Qingshan Mountain, twitching twice before going still.

The second and third heads pounced almost simultaneously.

Aoyama swung his machete horizontally from his left hand, the blade slicing across the throat of the foremost chimpanzee, blood gushing out.

At the same time, he leaned back slightly, and with the momentum of his rotation, the fire axe in his right hand chopped at the other end.

"Crack!"

The chimpanzee's entire right arm, along with half of its shoulder, was severed off. It let out a mournful roar and staggered backward.

The fourth one attacked from behind, and Green Mountain, with eyes on its back, kicked it in the stomach from the side.

"boom--!"

The chimpanzee weighed at least 150 pounds.