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

Inside and outside the cave, all was instantly quiet except for the sound of rain.

Zhou Kai, Song Ya, and Liu Feifei looked at each other, their expressions somewhat strange.

Is Lin Fan... possessed?

Xu Zhixia did not answer immediately.

She stared at Lin Fan's profile for a good ten seconds.

Those eyes were calm, without madness, without fanaticism, and without any sense of humor.

After a long pause, she spoke.

"From a neurological perspective, the symptoms you described are very rare, but there are similar case reports. It may involve a variety of complex physiological and psychological mechanisms."

Xu Zhixia spoke slowly, but her vocabulary was extremely professional.

"One possibility is that under extreme stress, the brain's limbic system becomes overactive, leading to functional disorders in the cortex and triggering visual hallucinations accompanied by figurative text, which has been occasionally mentioned in some rare variants of post-traumatic stress disorder."

"Another possibility is that you possess an undiscovered synesthetic trait. Some types of synesthetes perceive abstract concepts, such as danger, in concrete forms, such as words or colors. The immense impact of the shipwreck may have triggered this latent ability."

"Of course, organic lesions cannot be ruled out. For example, small hemangiomas or localized epileptic foci in the occipital lobe region may discharge under specific stimuli, which may also produce fixed-pattern visual artifacts, similar to the manifestations of Charles Bonnet syndrome."

She rattled off a long string of terms that Lin Fan had never heard of before.

Zhou Kai, who was listening from behind, was stunned. He whispered to Song Ya next to him, "What is she saying?"

Song Ya shook her head; she couldn't understand it at all either.

Lin Fan frowned and interrupted her academic report.

Speak like a human.

Xu Zhixia paused for a moment.

She looked at Lin Fan, the professionalism and rigor in her eyes slowly fading, replaced by an extremely strange, yet somewhat serious, expression.

She took a deep breath and gave her final diagnosis in an extremely easy-to-understand way.

"The technical terms are quite complicated to summarize, but in terms that ordinary people can understand, it can be summed up in just three words."

"What?"

"Neuropathy."

"puff……"

Zhou Kai was the first to break down and burst out laughing.

His smile was like lighting a fuse.

Song Ya and Liu Feifei, who were standing nearby, couldn't help but chime in as well.

Song Ya covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, clearly feeling very uncomfortable.

Liu Feifei laughed out loud without any restraint, her ample bosom rising and falling with her laughter.

The laughter inside the cave came and went quickly.

After laughing, Zhou Kai looked at Lin Fan's expressionless face and felt a little scared, so he quickly shrank back.

Lin Fan ignored the women's reactions and looked at Xu Zhixia, asking again.

I'm serious.

His tone was calm, making it impossible to tell whether he was joking or serious.

Xu Zhixia's strange expression disappeared. She tucked a strand of hair that had fallen across her forehead behind her ear, crossed her arms over her chest, and leaned slightly against the rock wall behind her.

"Then I'll answer you seriously." Xu Zhixia met his gaze and asked a very practical question, "If such supernatural abilities really exist, why you of all people?"

"Look, all these people fell off a ship; they all survived a shipwreck. Why didn't they?"

"And Yang Ningcong, our ship also had dozens of people stranded, why is there no one here?"

This question made Lin Fan pause for a moment.

He really hadn't thought about it.

Why him?

He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched, the curve carrying an indescribable self-mockery, or something else.

"Perhaps I am the chosen one?"

Xu Zhixia was speechless for a long time after hearing his words.

She had seen narcissistic patients, but she had never seen one who could be so self-righteously narcissistic on a desert island.

She eventually gave up on discussing the illness in depth with a "mentally ill patient," simply waving her hand as a gesture of abandonment.

Xu Zhixia turned and walked into the cave. "When you are under too much mental stress, your brain will produce various compensatory reactions."

"The intensity you experienced on this island far exceeds the threshold of what a normal person can endure."

"It's not uncommon for people to experience some unusual sensory phenomena due to sleep deprivation and prolonged periods of high stress."

"Once you've rested enough, it might be over."

Lin Fan didn't ask any further questions.

He leaned back against the cave wall and closed his eyes.

……

sandy beach.

The rain wasn't just falling, it was pouring down.

The sky and the sea seem to be connected, making it impossible to distinguish where the clouds end and the waves begin.

The wind, carrying raindrops, swept across, stinging my face.

The wreckage of the shelter, which had just been bombed, was scattered and broken by the torrential rain.

Yang Ningcong squatted behind a piece of sheet metal standing upright, his arms wrapped around his head, his whole body soaked in sweat.

Several women huddled together nearby; some were crying, some were trembling, but their cries were all drowned out by the wind and rain.

"Young Master Yang..." a female assistant cried out at the top of her lungs, "Young Master Yang, I'm scared..."

Yang Ningcong peeked out from between his arms, revealing half of his face.

"Nonsense, you're scared? I'm scared too!"

After he finished yelling, he buried his head back down.

The skin on his groin still hurt, and the ringing in his ears hadn't subsided; the explosion had almost knocked his soul out of his body.

Meng Tiantian couldn't even put it back together anymore, and the woman who was drinking water had also stopped moving.

Two lives were lost just two meters from where he was sitting, blown away by a bomb.

And this bomb was the one he pulled out from his crotch.

If it's not taken down, taken down later, or some mechanism is triggered when it's taken down.

Will his parents be able to find all his body parts?

Every time Yang Ningcong thought about this, he would get goosebumps.

Lin Fan's return gift wasn't meant to disgust him; it was a real death sentence.

The intern was certain that he wouldn't hand the item over to Wang Laoliu.

No wonder he let him go; he wanted to wipe them all out.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire beach in a stark white light.

A thunderclap followed immediately overhead, and several women screamed as they lunged at Yang Ningcong.

"Don't fucking pounce on me! Hide over to the metal sheet!"

Yang Ningcong's voice became hoarse from shouting.

He looked up and gazed around through the rain.

Wang Laoliu's figure was no longer behind the tinplate.

The figure was walking towards the south side of the beach.

There was a natural crack in the rock wall over there. "Wang Laoliu! Where are you going?" he shouted at the top of his lungs, but the wind drowned out most of his voice.