Desert Island Survival: A Hundredfold Improvement After Having a Baby?

Inside a karst cave halfway up the mountain, flames flickered.

The orange flames dispelled the damp, cold air and baked the rock face until it was dry and warm.

Lin Fan sat cross-legged by the fire, pulled out his tactical knife, and cut the luncheon meat in half.

Pierce it with a sharpened wooden stick and slowly roast it over the fire.

Under the intense heat, the oil on the surface of the luncheon meat quickly seeped out, and the sizzling sound echoed in the silent cave.

The crispy, dark brown crust gradually took shape, and the rich aroma of meat mixed with the unique scent of burning camphor wood wafted out on the cool night breeze.

Song Ya was wrapped in that tattered white shirt, her hands gripping the hem tightly, her eyes fixed on the roasting meat on the fire, her Adam's apple bobbing uncontrollably.

After drinking half a bottle of water, her body temperature and dehydration symptoms were greatly relieved.

But the intense hunger was amplified by the pungent smell of roasted meat.

Lin Fan didn't even look at her. He tore open the packaging, broke off a small piece of dark chocolate, and threw it into his mouth.

The bitterness and sweet aftertaste of high-purity cocoa melt on the tip of the tongue, quickly transforming into calories to combat the cold night on a deserted island.

His gaze passed over the flickering flames, through the sparse vines at the cave entrance, and looked down at the desolate beach below.

The golden characters of the omniscient hint danced in the darkness.

[Temperature Monitoring: Current ambient temperature is 14°C, expected to drop below 10°C within two hours. Accompanied by a level 4 sea breeze, the wind chill will be close to 5°C.]

[Status analysis of the target group below: Severe thirst, mild hypothermia. Their defenses have been precisely breached by barbecue seasoning; their psychological defenses are crumbling.]

Lin Fan let out a cold laugh.

Tonight's welcome dinner on a deserted island is too much for those social elites who are used to red wine and steak.

It was pitch black beneath a few rotten coconut trees at the edge of the beach.

Zhang Tao lay on all fours on the ground, frantically groping through the rough gravel and decaying vegetation with his hands.

Wang Qiang just vomited all over the place, and the surrounding area smelled like a biological weapon leak.

Survival instinct compelled Zhang Tao to leave that place and climb more than ten meters into the depths of the woods alone.

Suddenly, my finger touched a round, hard object with a surface covered in rough fibers.

Zhang Tao suddenly stopped and pulled her into a tight embrace.

The weight is wrong! The previous dead coconut was light, but this one is extremely heavy, and you can clearly hear water gurgling inside when you shake it.

This is an excellent coconut!

Zhang Tao's eyes glowed with an eerie green light, and his heart pounded wildly in his chest.

He picked up a sharp piece of rock at his feet, clamped the coconut tightly between his legs, aimed at the weakest point at the top, and smashed it down hard.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The rough shell had chafed my skin raw, and I didn't know when I had injured my hands; blood mixed with mud and sand was smeared on the coconut shell.

Finally, with a soft crack, a coin-sized chip was smashed into the coconut shell!

A sweet-smelling liquid oozed out. Zhang Tao smelled the life-saving aroma and couldn't wait to lower his head, open his dry, bleeding lips, and desperately try to press them against the liquid.

Just as his lips were only two centimeters away from the opening, a tremendous force suddenly came from behind!

"Bang!"

A leather shoe kicked Zhang Tao hard in the lower back.

Zhang Tao was already exhausted, and this kick sent him flying backward, crashing face-first into the pile of rubble, his mouth full of bloody sand.

Wang Qiang snatched the coconut that had rolled to the ground.

"You found something good and you want to keep it all to yourself? Don't you know the rules of the Tang Dynasty?!" Wang Qiang cursed angrily in a low voice.

He picked up the coconut, his eyes fixed on the opening where the water was flowing, and he was breathing heavily.

Thirsty. I'm so damn thirsty.

Wang Qiang no longer cared about any of that nonsense about superiors and subordinates. He shoved the notch into his mouth and sucked hard!

The cool, sweet coconut juice was forcefully poured down his esophagus into his stomach, instantly moisturizing his parched body. The intense pleasure that went straight to the top of his head made Wang Qiang let out an extremely comfortable groan.

He gulped down three large mouthfuls, finishing off a quarter of the coconut juice in one go.

Reason quickly returned after the brief quenching of thirst. Wang Qiang abruptly stopped swallowing and removed the coconut from his mouth.

He quickly wiped the juice from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and even grabbed a handful of sand and rubbed it on his lips to create the illusion that he was still extremely thirsty.

Zhang Tao, his face covered in blood, got up from the ground, his eyes fixed on the coconut in Wang Qiang's hand.

"Brother Qiang... leave me a bite... I risked my life to break this open... give me a bite..." Zhang Tao's voice trembled, and his knees went weak as he was about to kneel down.

"Shut up!" Wang Qiang kicked Zhang Tao in the shinbone, warning him viciously, "I found this coconut, it has nothing to do with you! If you dare utter another word, I'll kill you when we get back to the company!"

After saying that, Wang Qiang turned and ran towards the pile of sheltered rocks where the main force was located.

Zhang Tao slumped onto the sand, staring intently at Wang Qiang's retreating figure.

All I can do is cry helplessly.

Beside the pile of rocks.

Su Qingxue huddled on the leeward side, her sand-covered one-piece swimsuit offering no protection against the biting sea wind. She hugged her knees tightly, her body trembling violently uncontrollably.

She lowered her head and glanced at the waterproof Patek Philippe on her wrist in the dim moonlight.

The second hand on the watch face spun wildly as if it were having an epileptic seizure. The eerie, strong magnetic field of this sea area had ruthlessly erased time, the last remaining measure of civilization.

She had no idea what time it was and could only cling to the illusory belief that "rescue will arrive by midnight," enduring the cold wind with her last breath.

The aroma of roasted meat wafting from halfway up the mountain was like an invisible awl, churning her stomach and causing waves of acid reflux.

Liu Feifei, standing next to her, had already turned purple from the cold and didn't even have the strength to act coquettishly anymore. She was panting heavily with her mouth open like a dead fish about to suffocate.

The sound of hurried footsteps approached.

Wang Qiang, clutching the coconut, rushed into the shadows, his face beaming with obsequious pride: "President Su! I found it! I found it!"

"I searched through this shabby forest for over half an hour in the dark, my hands are all blistered, and I finally found a coconut that wasn't rotten! I didn't touch a single one, I saved it all for you!"

Su Qingxue raised her head, said nothing, and snatched the coconut away.

He showed no demeanor of a CEO, and didn't even glance at the mud and sand on the coconut shell or Zhang Tao's blood.

She cupped her hands and pressed her lips tightly against the rough, gaping opening.

Swallow violently.

The sweet juice flowed down my throat, like rain after a long drought.

Su Qingxue drank the rest of the coconut juice in one gulp, tilting her head back to pour the last drop into her mouth.

Liu Feifei, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed, her hands reaching out uncontrollably: "President Su... give me a little too... please, just one sip..."

"That's all." Su Qingxue put down the empty coconut shell and wiped the remaining juice from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

Having regained some moisture, Su Qingxue's breathing became steady, and her eyes once again returned to their usual aloofness and majesty.

She looked at Wang Qiang, who was kneeling in front of her, with great admiration. In this godforsaken place, he didn't steal a drop of water to offer to his boss. This was a good employee of Shengtang. On the other hand, Lin Fan, who was going crazy with a knife, was simply a hopeless member of the bottom of society.

"Wang Qiang, you did a great job. The Tang Dynasty never mistreats its meritorious officials."

Su Qingxue leaned against the reef, her voice regaining some of the confidence she usually displayed at board meetings: "Once the rescue team lands tonight and returns to Jiangcheng, the position of sales director will be yours. I'll personally approve another 500,000 yuan bonus for you."

Wang Qiang was so excited that he trembled all over and kowtowed deeply: "Thank you for your guidance, President Su! My life is now yours!"

Zhang Tao limped back to the camp, just in time to hear the promise of promotion and titles clearly.

He hid in the darkness, his teeth grinding together, the mad killing intent in his eyes growing even stronger.

Time flows coldly by amidst the crashing sound of the waves.

As the night deepened, the sea breeze intensified, feeling like blades scraping against the skin.

Temperatures have officially dropped below 10 degrees Celsius!

The enormous pie in Su Qingxue's hand was simply no match for the physiological limits of hypothermia.

Liu Feifei was so cold that she was delirious. She snuggled into Li Bin's arms, trying to absorb some meager warmth.

Su Qingxue kept rubbing her arms, the "clucking" sound of her teeth chattering was incredibly clear in the darkness.

She couldn't help but look up again.

The firelight remained steady in the cave halfway up the mountain.

You can vaguely see Lin Fan's tall silhouette sitting by the fire, even slowly turning the roasted meat.

That kind of comfort and warmth was simply unattainable for the people suffering from extreme cold.

Su Qingxue bit her bleeding lip tightly.

She couldn't understand how a lowly intern earning only three thousand yuan a month could live a more comfortable life in this environment than she, a CEO worth billions.

An unprecedented sense of frustration and rage completely shattered her last vestige of elegance.

"Start a fire..." Su Qingxue's voice trembled as she abruptly turned to look at Wang Qiang and Zhang Tao.

"Start a fire! Wang Qiang, Zhang Tao! Use wood to rub or stones to start a fire right now!"

Wang Qiang, his nose running from the cold, looked completely bewildered: "President Su... it's pitch black here, we can't even find a piece of dry wood, how are we going to start a fire?"

"I don't care what method you use!" Su Qingxue shouted hoarsely, pointing at the firelight halfway up the mountain. "Lin Fan can start a fire, why can't you!"

Her chest heaved violently as she unleashed her ultimate weapon, one that had been invincible in civilized society.

"Whoever can start a fire on this beach for me, I'll personally reward them with 800,000 yuan in cash as soon as we get back to the company! Immediately!"