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

Before they even got close, they could hear the fire crackling.

Inside the crack, Wang Laoliu sat by the fire, with several sharpened wooden sticks stuck in front of him.

Something was skewered on the stick—a skinned snake.

Several centipedes and a few dark brown beetles.

The flames licked the snake meat, and oil dripped down, making a soft sound as it fell into the embers.

The centipede was roasted until it curled up, its shell turning a dark red.

The women's expressions changed as soon as they peeked out.

"what!"

"What is this thing?!"

"A centipede?!"

They thought it was some kind of roasted chicken wings.

The result was a platter of insects from a deserted island.

Wang Laoliu ignored them.

He picked up the snake meat, blew on it, and took a bite.

There wasn't much meat.

But it can supplement protein.

Yang Ningcong looked at him with disgust on his face.

"Sixth Brother, what the hell are you doing hiding here eating this?"

Wang Laoliu looked up.

"It's edible."

"Of course I know they're edible," Yang Ningcong said, pointing at the two centipedes. "But are they fit for human consumption?"

Wang Laoliu swallowed the snake meat in his mouth.

"Here, everything edible is fit for human consumption."

One sentence left Yang Ningcong speechless.

Several women stood behind him, staring at the snake meat with disgust.

Hunger is one thing, nausea is another.

When the two fight, the grotesque one usually wins for ten minutes.

It's hard to say what will happen in ten minutes.

An'an whispered, "Young Master Yang, I'm hungry..."

This statement is like opening a door.

Lina whispered, "I'm hungry too. I haven't eaten anything since last night."

Xiao Chuan rubbed her stomach, her eyes a little red.

"Young Master Yang, I have a stomach ailment."

Yang Ningcong originally wanted to curse.

But he was also hungry, so hungry that his stomach was practically sticking to his back.

He looked at Wang Laoliu and softened his tone a little.

"Is there anything else that's decent to eat?"

Wang Laoliu poked at the fire with a wooden stick.

"no."

At this moment, the remaining bodyguard walked over.

Yang Ningcong pointed to the edge of the jungle.

"Go find something to eat."

Acheng was taken aback for a moment, "Me?"

"Of course, why don't I go?"

Yang Ningcong frowned. "Find wild fruits, coconuts, bird eggs, anything is fine. No snakes, no insects, nothing that looks disgusting."

Yang Ningcong patted Acheng on the shoulder.

"I'll give you a 20,000 yuan bonus when we get back."

Acheng's eyelid twitched.

Twenty thousand is not a small number.

But to go into the deserted island forest to find food for 20,000 yuan is, to be honest, a bit of a loss, since nobody knows what's in the forest.

Risking your life for two months' salary is not worth it.

But he didn't dare refuse Yang Ningcong. "Young Master Yang, there should still be some left on the beach. I'll go check..."

"I don't eat junk food."

"I asked you to go find some wild fruit, are you hearing okay?"

"Young Master Yang, I..."

"I'll give you 50,000 when we get back," Yang Ningcong interrupted him.

Yang Ningcong knew in his mind that there was nothing in this world that money couldn't solve; if something couldn't be solved, it just meant that there wasn't enough money.

fifty thousand.

This is different.

Acheng's eyes flickered.

But he didn't agree immediately.

"Young Master Yang, it's not about the money, it's mainly about this place..."

"One hundred thousand."

Yang Ningcong added.

The women's eyes lit up.

For them, 100,000 is not an astronomical figure.

But in a place like this, exchanging 100,000 for a few wild fruits sounds quite reasonable.

Acheng's Adam's apple bobbed.

He worked as a security guard for the Yang family, and his basic monthly salary was only tens of thousands.

This trip to sea was originally supposed to be an easy one.

Stand guard, go on the boat, and come back to collect your subsidy.

Who knew a tsunami would sweep everyone to this godforsaken place?

Yang Ningcong now drives up to 100,000.

Once the rescue arrives, the money will be practically free.

But he still wanted to test Yang Ningcong's limits, since such easy money-making opportunities were rare.

"Young Master Yang, the situation in the woods is unknown. If I go in alone and encounter danger..."

"Three hundred thousand."

Yang Ningcong stared at him.

"Find more, make sure you get enough for all of them."

Acheng's heart skipped a beat.

Three hundred thousand.

Three hundred thousand is roughly his annual salary.

Several women also gathered around.

"Brother Cheng, please help me out."

"We are really starving."

"If you find it, I'll treat you to dinner when we get back."

"I'll introduce you to my sisters."

As Acheng listened to these words, his initial wariness gradually dissipated.

He is not Wang Laoliu.

He didn't have that much battlefield experience.

All he knew was that if he went to the edge of the forest to find some fruit before the rescue arrived, he could get 300,000 yuan.

This smells amazing.

He took the job.

Moreover, he is a bodyguard with a security license, who has trained in combat and basic wilderness operations.

Although he's nowhere near as good as Wang Laoliu, he can easily handle a few wild monkeys and wild boars.

He picked up a thick steel pipe from beside the crack and glanced back at Yang Ningcong.

"Young Master Yang, you must keep your word."

"nonsense."

Yang Ningcong looked impatient. "Do you think I, Yang Ningcong, need your 300,000? If you can really bring back some decent food, I'll give you another 100,000."

The women's eyes lit up.

Ah Cheng was overjoyed. "Thank you, Young Master Yang! Thank you, Young Master Yang!"

Wang Laoliu sat by the fire, continuing to gnaw on the roasted snake.

He chewed a few times, his eyes glancing at Acheng out of the corner of his eye.

"Don't go in."

Wang Laoliu suddenly spoke, and Acheng stopped in his tracks.

Yang Ningcong frowned. "What do you mean?"

Wang Laoliu didn't look at him. "Something's not right."

"What's wrong?"

Yang Ningcong was getting impatient.

"Didn't you just go in? You can go, but he can't?"

Wang Laoliu swallowed the last bit of snake meat.

"I quit because I felt something was wrong."

"If he goes in now, he's just asking for death."

Upon hearing this, A-Cheng lost face.

He was initially a little scared.

Wang Laoliu's words only fueled her anger.

They are both bodyguards.

Why do you say that if I go in, I'm asking for death?

Yang Ningcong also chuckled.

"Sixth Brother, don't scare him."

"This island may be eerie, but it's not so bad that you'd die after just a couple of steps."

Wang Laoliu looked up at him.

"If you don't want to lose a man, then tell him not to go."

Yang Ningcong felt uneasy under that gaze.

But several women were nearby.

He had just managed to salvage the young master's reputation.

Now, with just one sentence from Wang Laoliu, he can take back his order. Where does he put his face?

"Sixth Brother."

Yang Ningcong's tone became a bit somber.

"I know you're a professional."

"But you shouldn't curse people so easily."

"We have no food now. If he won't go look for it, are you going to go?"