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

Qingshan turned and walked out of the valley, his steps neither hurried nor slow.

If given the opportunity in the future, he might establish a sufficiently secure base.

...

After leaving the valley, Qingshan walked back along a barely noticeable path.

The light in the woods was starting to dim; it must be getting dark soon.

He quickened his pace.

As we walked, a large bird suddenly emerged from a clump of dense ferns by the roadside and darted into the bushes ahead in a panic.

That guy was quite big; his wingspan was probably almost a meter.

"Pheasant?"

Aoyama paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

"It's so big, if we could catch it, it would be enough for two meals."

He instinctively reached for the composite bow, but the pheasant flew high and fast, disappearing into the depths of the dense forest.

"Never mind, let's fly away."

Just as Aoyama was about to give up and use his full vision, he caught a glimpse of movement from under the bushes nearby.

Several furry little creatures were huddled together in the bushes, shivering.

Qingshan walked over, parted the branches and leaves, and glanced down.

Three small pheasants, barely bigger than a fist, with pointed beaks and round, black eyes stared at him in fear.

"The pheasant ran away, and the chicks were left behind?"

Qingshan crouched down and tentatively touched one of them.

The little pheasant shrank back, and the other two also huddled together, their small bodies trembling slightly.

“…”

As Qingshan looked at the three furry little creatures, an idea suddenly popped into his head.

"Raise it?"

He tilted his head and thought about it seriously.

"Once they're grown up, they can lay eggs, and laying eggs provides a stable source of protein."

"Moreover, if there are both roosters and hens, they can reproduce on their own, and then there will be an endless supply of chicken meat and eggs."

He reached out and gently picked up a small pheasant. The little thing struggled a couple of times, then, realizing that struggling was useless, it obediently curled up into a small ball of fur.

"Taking it back to the sanctuary to raise is much more useful than raising that Tyrannosaurus Rex with its long growth cycle."

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Aoyama put the three pheasants into the net bag on the side of his backpack and then picked a few large leaves to cover them.

"We can use wooden stakes to build a fence around the shelter."

"Well, depending on the situation, we could build a few wooden huts next to the shelter."

While thinking about how to make the shelter better, he also kept an eye on the surrounding environment to defend against possible attacks.

.....

By the time we got back to the shelter, the sun had already dipped below the treetops.

Just as Aoyama reached the cave entrance, the giant dog-feathered tyrannosaurus roared and charged out of it.

It circled his feet several times, just like a dog.

"Chirp! Chirp chirp!"

Qingshan glanced down at it and said, "You seem quite energetic."

Perhaps because it hasn't grown up yet, its voice sounds a bit like a rooster's crow, only deeper and more resonant.

Izumi Sagiri was squatting by the fire, poking at the embers with a stick. Hearing the noise, she looked up, a glimmer of light in her light blue eyes: "Is it Aoyama-nii who's back?"

"I'm back."

Qingshan walked into the cave, unloaded his backpack and weapons, and placed them against the wall. "Everything is normal. There's no major threat nearby for the time being."

Kasumigaoka Utaha emerged from the cave, her white shirt sleeves rolled up to her elbows, her hands damp with water droplets, as if she were cleaning something.

She looked Qingshan up and down, her red pupils narrowing slightly: "Your clothes are torn?"

Aoyama glanced down at the gash on his shoulder torn by the velociraptor's claws, and waved his hand dismissively: "It's nothing, just a scrape, it's almost healed."

"Welcome back... Aoyama-kun." Mrs. Yukinoshita and Yukino looked at the cut on Aoyama's shoulder, both appearing quite nervous.

..... ..... ....

Under those worried eyes, he quickly stretched his shoulders to show them.

They only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Aoyama was really alright.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stared at the opening for two seconds, making sure no blood was seeping out before looking away: "...You haven't had lunch, are you hungry? There's mushroom and meat soup in the pot."

"Perfect timing, I also brought back some good stuff."

As he spoke, Qingshan took out the three pheasants from the side of his backpack, held them in his palms and showed them to the two of them, "I found them on the road and plan to raise them."

Izumi Sagiri scurried over, her head almost touching Aoyama's palm.

Her long, silvery-white hair slid down her shoulders, the ends brushing against Qingshan's wrist: "So small...so cute!"

The big dog tilted its head and growled in confusion, "Roar?"

Does that mean I'm not cute anymore?

Izumi Sagiri cautiously extended a finger and gently touched the downy feathers of one of the pheasants.

"Chirp..." The little pheasant shrank its neck.

Izumi Sagiri's eyes lit up immediately: "Soft and fluffy!"

Lady Yukinoshita, whose complexion was noticeably improving, asked, "Aoyama-kun, are you planning to raise them?"

"Yeah, I plan to raise them until they're big enough to lay eggs and eat."

Aoyama placed the three pheasants in a corner, and the big dog immediately came over and sniffed them curiously.

The moment it opened its mouth, Qingshan grabbed it by the scruff of its neck and pulled it back, saying, "Don't harm them."

The big dog let out a pitiful yelp and squatted down to the side, staring longingly at the three little furballs.

Kasumigaoka Utaha squatted by the fire and scooped a bowl of mushroom and meat soup for Aoyama.

She blinked her red eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips: "What happened to you today?"

Lady Yukinoshita, Yukino, and Izumi Sagiri all perked up their ears.

After all, the primeval forest outside was unknown to them.

Aoyama took the bowl and drank a sip, feeling warm all over: "I killed two velociraptors... Oh right, the meat is still hanging on my backpack, I'll see how I handle it later."

"Do you remember the people I saved before?"

"I heard from Aoyama-kun, what happened to them?"

"They were probably taken revenge by the chimpanzees. When I went there today, they were already dead."

Aoyama gave a brief description.

Although some gory details have been omitted, it is still very frightening.

Izumi Sagiri paused, looked up at Aoyama, and whispered, "Chimpanzees are really cruel when it comes to torture, aren't they..."

"Yes." Aoyama nodded, not denying it.

Lady Yukinoshita and Yukino were silent for a moment, as if they had seen another timeline.

If they hadn't met Aoyama, they probably would have starved to death by now.

This forest is still too dangerous.

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked over and sat down next to Aoyama, knees together and hands clasped on her knees.

Are you sad?

He placed the bowl on his lap, his gaze fixed on the flickering flames: "I can't say I'm sad. They were strangers to begin with. I saved them once, but I can't save them a second time."

"It's just a sigh about the impermanence of life."

He turned his head and glanced at Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Therefore, I need to become strong enough to protect you."

Kasumigaoka Utaha met his gaze, suddenly smiled, her voice carrying a hint of languid gentleness:

"That's a pretty cool line... Is it for building a harem?"

Aoyama: "Cough cough cough!!!" Damn.

Chapter 57: Human Nature. [Image]

Inside the shelter at night, the campfire was burning brightly.

The firelight flickered, casting swaying shadows on the cave walls and warming the entire space.

Outside the cave, the night was deep, with the occasional low chirping of unidentified insects and birds adding to the tranquility inside.

After dinner, we sat not far from the fire.

"Hmm? What is this?" Aoyama frowned.

The sudden change felt both unfamiliar and clear to him.

It felt as if something had been ignited within him.

Every muscle and every tendon was emitting a deep hum, like an engine that had just been filled with fuel, so powerful that it was almost overflowing.

Aoyama put down his bowl and silently sensed the changes in his body.

My heart was beating a little faster than usual, but not erratically.

Breathing became deeper and longer, as if each breath allowed for the intake of more oxygen.

"...this feeling."

"Is it due to high reproductive efficiency, activated in a group setting?"

Aoyama clenched his fist lightly, and his knuckles made a few crisp cracking sounds.

"He has an inexhaustible amount of stamina."

Aoyama raised his eyes and glanced at them without making a sound.

"Chirp chirp..."

Izumi Sagiri was squatting in the corner, carefully teasing the three little wild chickens with a dry grass stalk.

The firelight reflected off her long, silvery-white hair, casting a warm, golden glow that made her profile appear exceptionally gentle.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat on the other side of the fire, poking at the embers with a thin twig in her hand, her red eyes half-closed, as if she were lost in thought.

Thanks to Aoyama's tireless efforts, she has become more mature, exuding an alluring aura.

Yukino sat near the cave entrance, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders, the red ribbons on either side swaying gently in the breeze. Her pale fingers rested on the map, giving her a serene and aloof appearance.

"Lady Yukinoshita...she's so beautiful." Aoyama was stunned for a moment.

Lady Yukinoshita sat opposite the campfire, her legs together and slightly turned to one side, her posture upright yet elegant.

The firelight shone on her, and her already fair skin, illuminated by the warm firelight, had a porcelain-like texture—delicate and smooth.

Aoyama stroked his chin, his eyes fixed on the question: "If I pinch it lightly, it will probably leave a mark, right?"

The unrestricted cotton-linen shirt, stretched taut by Shan Lian, billowed out in alluring fullness, its shape rising and falling gently with her breath.

Next, continue.

Her waist was slender, but it suddenly widened below her waistline.

The curves of her buttocks were encased in loose trousers, making her ripe, peach-like buttocks even more prominent when she sat down.

Round and full, it stirs the soul.