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

The fire that Chen Jian started turned into a complete disaster.

Soaked, rotten wood and seaweed undergo rapid carbonization under high temperatures, releasing large amounts of pungent sulfur dioxide and carbon monoxide.

Smoke billows.

A dozen or so men and women, dressed in rags, huddled around the fire, tears and snot streaming down their faces, coughing hysterically, but not one of them was willing to move an inch.

Once you leave this cloud of poisonous gas, you'll find yourself in extreme cold with temperatures below single digits.

"What time is it...what time is it?!" Su Qingxue gripped her hair tightly with both hands, her voice hoarse.

Her once refined and aloof face was now covered in patches of black and white smoke.

No one answered.

Everyone's watches were spinning wildly, the hands on the dials becoming a death knell.

Wang Qiang and the others were so disgusted by the smell that their lungs felt like they were going to explode, and they had already cursed Su Qingxue's ancestors for eighteen generations in their hearts.

If only this team building activity hadn't happened.

But when they thought of her promise to arrive by midnight, and the tempting sales director position and bonuses, everyone managed to suppress their anger.

As long as you can endure until the helicopter arrives, the suffering you endure now will be your pledge to rise in rank and prestige in the future.

No one dared to offend Su Qingxue at this time. Even if they were driven crazy by the fumes, they had to silently endure it like grandsons.

……

"Why isn't the helicopter here yet! How long has it been?"

Extreme hunger and cold, coupled with the visual deprivation of darkness, completely disrupted this group's sense of time.

"Where's the rescue... Mr. Su, didn't you say the rescue would arrive before midnight?"

"Looking at the time, it's probably already 1 a.m., where's the helicopter?!"

Su Qingxue's body trembled violently, and her lips quivered, unable to utter a word.

She also wanted to ask why the helicopter hadn't arrived yet.

She's going to fire all those freeloaders at the company when she gets back.

Liu Feifei huddled on the outermost edge.

Her sheer lace cover-up was already tattered, and a strap of her purple bikini had been torn off, barely covering her vital parts.

For a top-tier celebrity, this is a scene that many people would love to see but never get to witness on a normal day.

The toxic fumes made her throat feel like it was on fire, and her stomach was empty; she didn't even have the strength to vomit acid.

She looked up.

His gaze pierced through the thick black smoke, fixed intently on the mountainside.

There is no toxic smoke there.

Only the warm, bright yellow firelight and the wafting aroma of roasted meat filled the air.

Liu Feifei swallowed hard, a tearing pain shooting through her throat.

She turned her head and glanced at Su Qingxue, who was still in a mad state, and then at several people who were fighting each other to get a spot closer to the fire.

This group of people is useless.

If I follow them, I won't survive tonight.

Liu Feifei bit her lip until it bled, using the pain to stimulate her nerves.

She braced herself on the sand, slowly stood up, and quietly slipped away from the crowd while everyone was on the verge of collapse.

She turned around and trudged towards the rocky slope halfway up the mountain.

At night, unable to see the road, she could only walk towards the light. Gravel cut her feet, and vines scratched her once-proud face.

She didn't care at all.

Having worked in the entertainment industry for so many years, she knows all too well the rules of survival.

Dignity? Bottom line? Pure and innocent persona?

Those are luxuries that one can only afford after one has enough to eat and wear.

In this godforsaken place where even time is out of control, whoever has water, fire, and meat is the director.

And now, the resources are sitting in that cave.

Halfway up the mountain.

Lin Fan leaned against the dry rock wall, toying with the black tactical straight knife in his hand.

The camphor wood in the bonfire burned quietly, releasing a steady amount of heat.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on the golden omniscient prompt box floating in mid-air.

Current time: 21:05

Ambient temperature: 8°C

[Status of the target group on the beach: Outbreak of mass hysteria, disorientation of time. The first case of hypothermia is expected within three hours.]

It's only nine o'clock.

Lin Fan smirked.

These usually aloof elites couldn't even survive the first midnight on the deserted island; they were already half-mad.

"rustle……"

A faint scraping sound came from outside the cave entrance.

Lin Fan's grip on the knife tightened instantly. A beast?

He had just stood up when a pale hand, covered in mud and blood, grabbed onto the rock at the edge of the cave.

Followed by.

A pitiful, scarred face peeked in.

Liu Feifei.

She was breathing heavily, her breathtakingly white breasts heaving with each breath.

The purple bikini could barely contain her ample breasts, leaving large swathes of skin exposed to the air, covered in tiny scratches.

She saw Lin Fan.

They also saw the bonfire burning brightly behind Lin Fan, and the half-empty luncheon meat tin next to it.

Liu Feifei's eyes lit up instantly.

"Lin Fan..."

Her voice was hoarse; it was hard to tell if it was a deliberate attempt to appear alluring or simply the result of the smoke from the fire.

Lin Fan stared at her coldly, the tip of his knife pointing diagonally at the ground.

"Get out."

Three words devoid of any emotional connotation.

Liu Feifei froze, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

Instead of retreating, she crawled into the cave using both her hands and feet.

She knew all too well what men's weaknesses were.

At the company, Lin Fan was just a low-level intern who didn't even dare to look up when talking to her.

With just a slight wink from her, this naive young man would be completely captivated.

"Lin Fan, I'm so cold... I'm so cold..."

Liu Feifei crawled forward while crying.

She deliberately slowed down her movements, twisting her waist into an extremely exaggerated arc.

The already tattered blouse slipped completely off, revealing a large expanse of smooth back and a slender waist that could be grasped with one hand.

She crawled to Lin Fan's feet, stretched out her hands, and hugged Lin Fan's calves tightly.

"Please, let me warm myself by the fire... just for a little while..."

She tilted her head back, and the innocent face on the screen now revealed undisguised desire and ingratiation.

She deliberately pressed her chest tightly against Lin Fan's calves, and even rubbed against them very discreetly a couple of times.

Lin Fan looked down at the woman at his feet.

Liu Feifei, a top-tier actress in the Chinese entertainment industry, the dream girl of countless men, and the nation's first love.

In the past, in civilized society, Lin Fan would be roughly pushed away by bodyguards in black even if he just glanced at her from afar at the annual meeting.

Those business owners with assets of over 100 million yuan have to line up and spend money just to have a meal with her.

On screen, she is a cold and aloof celestial goddess, an untouchable beauty on a high mountain.

But now?

This high-and-mighty flower is now shamelessly groveling at the feet of a lowly intern, begging for mercy.

The intense visual impact and the extremely exaggerated disparity in identity sent a rush of energy straight to the brain.

Lin Fan is a normal man.

At twenty-four, full of youthful vigor, and a lifelong single.

Although my mind was frighteningly clear, I couldn't completely suppress my physiological reactions.

He could clearly feel a surge of lustful fire rising in his lower abdomen.

"Let go." Lin Fan's voice turned somber.

Liu Feifei keenly noticed this change.

She believed that her appearance would absolutely make every man in the world unable to resist her.

"I won't let go..."

Liu Feifei not only didn't let go, but instead followed Lin Fan's calf upwards.

Her hands, though covered in dirt and sand, were incredibly soft and well-maintained.

"Lin Fan, it's too scary down there... They've all gone mad... This place is the safest."

She raised her head, her eyes sparkling, her voice sweet and alluring.

"I'll do anything you ask, as long as you let me stay, give me a drink of water..."

"You can do anything...?" Lin Fan sneered.