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

[WARNING: High-risk and lethal item warning.]

[C4 plastic explosive and homemade delayed-action detonators were detected and placed in the interlayer of a waterproof box.]

[Time remaining until detonation: 06 hours, 15 minutes, and 43 seconds.]

[Note: Plastic explosives are relatively stable and less sensitive to impact, friction, and fire, making them less prone to accidental detonation.]

Lin Fan's gaze lingered on the bold red countdown, then passed over the two closed boxes and landed on the crew-cut man and the tall, thin man who had just retreated to the edge of the ramp.

The two men's hands were still trembling, their eyes were glazed, and they were desperately trying to hold their breath and back away.

I really underestimated that bastard Wang Laoliu.

Whose wealthy family goes on a sea excursion with C4 and detonators in their bag?

Guns can be said to be imported from abroad for self-defense, but this time-delay detonator is clearly intended for terrorist attacks, isn't it?

But this is very much in line with Wang Laoliu's identity as a mercenary. Defense lines, escape routes, and killing moves—he has it all.

Now everything matches up.

No wonder those two good-for-nothings were running so fast their feet barely touched the ground.

No wonder I was exhausted after the first box, but carried the second box like a whirlwind.

No wonder he didn't even dare to turn his head back; as soon as he put down the box, he pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted.

They knew what was in the box.

These two must have been watching when the bomb was being planted.

That's ruthless.

Lin Fan glanced at Yang Ningcong, who was still twisting his body on the ground, out of the corner of his eye.

Is Wang Laoliu trying to kill this customer by doing this?

But Lin Fan quickly dismissed the idea.

Wang Laoliu was very shrewd in his calculations.

There are still more than six hours left in the countdown.

This period of time is sufficient to complete a seemingly amicable "hostage-for-supplies" transaction.

According to Wang Laoliu's calculations, the third box was brought up, and Yang Ningcong put it down.

When they returned to the beach and set up camp, the people above were just opening the boxes and distributing the water.

It will be detonated then.

Su Qingxue, the doctor, Zhou Kai, and Lin Fan, all inside the cave, are about to be pulverized.

The others thought that if Yang Ningcong went down, they could leave safely.

But Wang Laoliu's idea was to kill himself before leaving.

They really hold grudges.

But the fact that he set the time to six hours means he still has leverage.

Even if Lin Fan doesn't release Yang Ningcong within six hours, he still has the ability to rescue Yang Ningcong.

Lin Fan slightly turned his wrist, putting the gun back into the leather holster on his waist, and tapped the knife handle idly with his fingers.

If it were anyone else, they would be dead six and a half hours later.

But there was a hint.

The countdown is a joke.

In six hours and fifteen minutes, let alone dismantling it, he could even find the bomb, repackage it, and throw it down as a return gift.

Beside the platform, the bodyguard with the buzz cut saw that Lin Fan hadn't spoken for a long time, and his Adam's apple bobbed twice.

"Um... young man."

His voice was hoarse. "The second box has arrived. Can we take the people with us now?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ningcong immediately started thrashing about on the ground, shouting, "Yes, yes, yes! Two boxes! Lin Fan, hurry up and untie them for me!"

Lin Fan looked down and glanced at Yang Ningcong.

Then I looked up and met a buzz cut.

"What's the rush?"

The man with the buzz cut trembled slightly. "No, no rush, Sixth Brother is waiting downstairs."

The tall, thin man nodded repeatedly beside him, his toes already uncontrollably pointing downhill, ready to slip away at any moment.

"Let him wait if he wants," Lin Fan said calmly, as if he hadn't noticed the bombshell. "Seeing how tired you all are, I should at least get you some water!"

As Lin Fan was about to open the second box, his face turned pale.

He knew all too well what was in the second box; if this lunatic found out, they would be reduced to ashes.

"Young man, no need for water. Old Six instructed us to take Young Master Yang back as soon as possible, open the safe, and return to civilized society so that no one will bother you."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Young Master Yang has so many high-end ingredients. You've helped me so much, so I have to invite you to stay for a meal."

The two exchanged a glance. There was indeed a lot of expensive food in there, but who the hell wanted to stand here?

Less than two meters away, there was an explosive device that could be destroyed at any moment due to vibration or timer malfunction.

Even if Wang Laoliu said it would be more than six hours, can you really trust something made in the mud?

My buzz cut makes me feel like the soles of my shoes are burning hot every second.

"Young man, let's skip the meal. We have wives and children waiting for us at home. Why don't you let Young Master Yang and us down first and release the beacon?"

Liu Feifei and the others were dumbfounded. What was going on with Lin Fan? Had he been possessed?

How can she be even kinder than Song Ya? They don't even have enough to eat for themselves, yet they still offer food to others.

Lin Fan also put away his playful mood, "Alright, you guys go down first."

"I'd like to say a few words to Young Master Yang."

Upon hearing this, the two felt as if they had been granted a pardon.

The man with the buzz cut turned to look at Yang Ningcong on the ground and forced out a sentence: "Young Master Yang, then we'll go down and wait for you."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the tall, thin man skipped all pleasantries and turned to dash down the slope.

The two scrambled and stumbled, their steps chaotic and erratic. The tall, thin man slipped and fell forward, rolling twice and scraping his knees until they were bloody and mangled, but he didn't utter a sound. He got up and kept running.

Running too slowly and the bomb detonates is one thing, but if Lin Fan impulsively searches the waterproof box and finds the bomb, that's another matter entirely. So no matter what, they can't stay here for even a second longer.

Lin Fan watched their retreating figures with a cold eye.

Inside the cave.

The commotion outside stopped. Zhou Kai, supporting himself on his arms, moved a little further outside. "Brother Fan, are we really going to let him go?"

Yang Ningcong, who was on the ground, also pricked up his ears. All he could think about was that the Bodhisattva would bless Lin Fan so that he could keep his promise.

They had no idea they had just brushed shoulders with death.

"Lin Fan, I hope you'll be a man and keep your word."

Lin Fan looked down at him. "Don't worry, I'll let you go."

On the beach below.

The buzz cut and the tall, thin guy had already rushed back.

The two were panting heavily, and the tall, thin man's knees were covered in bloodstains.

"Sixth Brother, it's been delivered." The crew-cut man was bent over, panting heavily, his face as white as paper.

Wang Laoliu stood in the shadows, slowly oiling the short knife in his hand, and glanced at the two men.

"No problems?"

"No...no. He didn't look at it either; he did everything you told him to do."

Wang Laoliu smiled.

That kid has some skill, but he's still too young.

The two boxes contained not only C4, but also a lot of nails and nuts.

In the relatively enclosed terrain of a cave, once detonated, the shockwave and shrapnel would grind the people inside into a bloody pulp. There would be no need for them to rise any higher.

Those lives mentioned above were already a death sentence in his eyes.

The short-haired bodyguard caught his breath and glanced back at the slope.

It was quiet up there.

The quieter it was, the more uneasy he felt.

"Sixth Brother."

Wang Laoliu didn't look up; he was still wiping the knife with a cloth.

The man with the buzz cut swallowed hard. "What if that lunatic takes the supplies and doesn't release Young Master Yang..."

"Could it be... you really want to blow up Young Master Yang too?"