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

The scream came from the beach below, and everyone fell silent at the same time.

Lin Fan lifted his leg and walked towards the platform. He walked to the edge of the platform and looked down.

On the beach, a person was tumbling and crawling towards them.

The man ran unsteadily, stumbling and falling every few steps.

After falling down, he got up again. If he couldn't get up, he would use his elbows to push himself forward.

It's Yang Ningcong.

"Help!"

Yang Ningcong looked up and saw Lin Fan on the platform, and he completely collapsed on the spot.

"Brother Fan! Master Fan! Help me... help me!"

"There's something down there!" he shouted, his voice cracking.

Lin Fan thought about it and realized something was wrong. People like Yang Ningcong were most afraid of death.

Wang Laoliu is gone. The thing he should have done last night was to climb up here and seek refuge immediately.

Even if he gets beaten, even if he has to kowtow, even if he's treated like a dog, he'll still come.

But he didn't come; he stayed down there all night.

Could it be that he actually possesses a skill that would allow him to survive?

Or... does he really know the island's hidden secrets?

Lin Fan's gaze fell on the end of the beach.

There was nothing behind Yang Ningcong.

This is even stranger.

If something were really chasing him, a piece of trash like him would have been snatched away long ago.

If there was nothing there, why was he so terrified?

Lin Fan's eyelids twitched slightly.

He subconsciously glanced at his retina, but saw nothing.

Without any warning, his system remained completely silent about the potential threats on the beach below.

It's about taste and taste.

Either Yang Ningcong is lying and there is no monster at all.

Either... that thing is no longer in this area, and the system only issues warnings for immediate threats.

"Brother Fan."

Zhou Kai, leaning on a wooden stick, limped to the edge of the platform.

When he saw Yang Ningcong below, he immediately clenched his teeth.

"I'll take him to see his great-grandmother right now."

As Zhou Kai spoke, he went to move the stones next to him.

The action was decisive and without the slightest hesitation.

A few months ago, Zhou Kai wouldn't have dared to kill anyone.

It is different now.

I've seen people feed snakes, I've seen Wang Laoliu turn on me, and I've seen Lin Fan turn this cave into a haven for survival bit by bit.

Zhou Kai's initial naiveté in the workplace had been largely worn away.

On this island, every additional person means an extra mouth to feed, and every extra mouth to feed means an extra potential hazard.

"Wait." Lin Fan raised his hand to stop him.

Zhou Kai stopped moving the stones.

"He can't cause any trouble right now, let him come up."

Zhou Kai hesitated for a moment, "Brother Fan, if there really is a monster, he can lure it up..."

"If there really is a monster, killing it won't help."

"Let him come up here and ask him what happened."

"Besides, he said yesterday that he knew the secret of this island, and I haven't finished asking him yet."

Zhou Kai glanced at Lin Fan's straight back.

The image of that stone, which was thrown over a hundred meters away, still lingers in my mind.

The worry in my heart gradually subsided.

Lin Fan said Yang Ningcong couldn't stir up any waves, and he really can't.

"Climb faster!"

Zhou Kai yelled down, "If you dawdle any longer, I'll smash you!"

Yang Ningcong was startled by the shout and scrambled up the slope using both hands and feet.

He climbed up in a very disheveled manner.

I had just grabbed a protruding rock when my foot slipped and I slid down another mile.

The rock grazed his calf, leaving a bloody gash.

"what!"

Yang Ningcong twitched in pain, but dared not stop.

He glanced back at the crevice in the rock below.

As he turned around, he froze for half a second, his shoulders jerked, and his neck instinctively tucked into his shoulder blades. Then he immediately lunged upwards, his heels kicking wildly on the stone surface, completely losing his rhythm.

That fear wasn't feigned.

Lin Fan saw it clearly: a person can feign weakness by kneeling, crying, or kowtowing.

But it's hard to fake losing control of one's body. Every time Yang Ningcong turned around, his shoulders would shrink first, then his neck would bury itself in his chest, and his leg movements would be a complete mess.

That's the most basic survival reflex, an instinctive reaction that the body makes when the brain can't react in time.

Something really did happen down there, and it wasn't a minor incident.

Yang Ningcong finally climbed onto the platform.

He lay on the stone slab, his whole body convulsing uncontrollably, gasping for breath, unable to swallow.

Inside the cave, the eyes of several women were all fixed on him.

Is this still Yang Ningcong?

Is this still the rich young master?

Her hair was long and greasy, matted into clumps that stuck to her forehead.

His beard was scraggly, and his lips were cracked and bleeding. His face was a mess of dirt, tears, and snot.

His current appearance is worse than that of a beggar.

Su Qingxue took half a step back, and Liu Feifei covered her nose in disgust.

Yang Ningcong smelled terrible.

The smell was a mixture of urine, the sour stench of cold sweat, and an indescribable fishy odor, as if he had been near something rotten for a long time, and that smell had seeped into his skin.

"Brother Fan..."

Yang Ningcong rested for less than two seconds before crawling towards Lin Fan on all fours.

"Bang!"

He slammed his knees to the ground and kowtowed loudly to Lin Fan.

"Help me... I don't want to go down... I'd rather die than go down!"

Yang Ningcong trembled like a leaf, banging his head against the stone slab repeatedly.

"Thump, thump, thump."

"A monster! There really is a monster!"

Lin Fan raised his foot, his toes touching Yang Ningcong's shoulder.

With a light touch, he exerted force.

Yang Ningcong's upper body flipped backward uncontrollably, and he fell sprawled on the ground.

"Speak like a human." Lin Fan looked down at him. "What monster?"

Yang Ningcong trembled, clutching his shoulders tightly with both hands.

Several seconds passed before he managed to squeeze out his first sentence.

"I don't know what it is; I've never seen it before..."

"It's neither a person...nor an animal..."

"The only way to describe it is that it's neither human nor ghost!"

"Yesterday...after that snake escaped yesterday..."

"I originally wanted to come up here to find you."

As he said this, he suddenly clenched his fist, "But that bitch An'an... she instigated me and wouldn't let me come up."

"He said Wang Laoliu almost killed you, and Wang Laoliu is one of my men. He jumped into the sea, and if I come up, you'll definitely take your anger out on me..."

"I was so naive back then, thinking she was doing it for my own good. Now I realize she was just afraid I wouldn't bring her up, so..."

"Can't you just get to the point?!" Lin Fan lost his patience.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yang Ningcong apologized hurriedly, afraid that Lin Fan would abandon him.

"The key point is that when night fell... it got foggy outside."

Yang Ningcong recalled the scene from last night, his eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid again.

"The fog is very thick..."

"They're coming out of the woods... in clumps..."

He gestured with his hands, his movements clumsy.

"I heard a noise..."

"That voice... was unpleasant."

"One step... one step... one step..."

"Very even."

"It's like...like taking a walk..."

His eyes reddened. "It's like it knew I was inside."

"It's like it knows I can't escape, so it's not in a hurry."

"I didn't dare to make a sound," Yang Ningcong continued. "An'an didn't make a sound either."

"The two of us huddled inside the crevice, she hugged her knees, and I hugged mine."

"I peered out through the crack in the rocks."

"At first there was nothing."

"The fog is too thick... I can't see anything..."

"later……"