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

Lin Fan didn't waste any words.

He raised his right hand, and the blade was pressed directly against the right side of Zhou Dahai's neck.

The cool, metallic touch traveled through his skin and into his blood vessels, causing Zhou Dahai's hair to stand on end instantly.

He could even smell a faint, almost imperceptible tangible scent of blood on the blade.

The entire room fell silent.

The wind blows across the beach, and the only sound is the waves crashing against the rocks.

"Gulp." Zhou Dahai swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, brushing against the blade and drawing a very shallow line of blood.

"Where is the stuff?" Lin Fan repeated the question from before, his tone still calm.

Zhou Dahai's legs began to tremble, but having worked in the legal field for over a decade, he knew the rules of modern society all too well.

This is indeed a deserted island, but they will be rescued sooner or later.

Su Qingxue said that the satellite phone call was successful and the rescue was on its way.

Once back in Jiangcheng, murder is a capital offense, and intentional injury carries a minimum sentence of three years.

Lin Fan, a recent graduate and intern, with no money or connections, dares to take the blame for intentional homicide?

Would he dare to use a knife in front of dozens of eyes?

Impossible, he would never dare. He was just bluffing with a knife.

As long as he stubbornly refuses to admit it, Lin Fan can't do anything about it.

If he reveals where he hid the cookies, not only will Lin Fan take them, but Wang Qiang will also tear him apart, and Su Qingxue's promise will be broken.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dahai felt even more confident.

"Lin Fan, don't try to scare me with this thing." Zhou Dahai tried to remain calm, his voice even carrying a hint of lecturing. "I'm the group's legal specialist. You're waving a knife at me now, that's called disturbing the peace, that's intimidation."

He spoke more and more fluently, even looking directly into Lin Fan's eyes.

"There are dozens of people watching over this island. Once the rescue arrives and the helicopter gets here, we'll head back to Jiangcheng. If you dare lay a finger on me today, I'll call the police and have you arrested when we get back. Your life will be ruined, understand?"

"Put the knife down. If there's a problem, we'll follow company rules and talk to General Manager Su to resolve it."

Zhou Dahai resorted to his most familiar set of arguments.

Law, police, the bottom line of civilized society.

As he said this, Zhou Dahai's eyes involuntarily glanced to the right.

That was a pile of rocks at the edge of the mangrove forest.

This subtle movement did not escape Lin Fan's notice.

At the same time, a golden notification box appeared on Lin Fan's retina.

[Target Person: Zhou Dahai]

[Psychological state: extreme panic, feigning composure, clinging to the illusion of being rescued by civilized society.]

[Hidden Information: In the direction of its line of sight (right edge of the mangrove forest, pile of rocks, azimuth 115 degrees), there is a shallow pit beneath a moss-covered rock containing 3 packs of Type 900 military-grade compressed biscuits.]

Lin Fan finished reading the contents of the prompt box.

He found out where the cookies were.

But he didn't turn to look in that direction, nor did he point it out.

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was still rambling on and on, using legal statutes to bolster his courage.

The rules of a civilized society?

Call the police?

Ruined a lifetime?

Lin Fan suddenly laughed.

He laughed out loud, his shoulders shaking slightly.

Zhou Dahai felt uneasy at his laughter. "What...what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being a fool."

Lin Fan stopped laughing, his eyes instantly turning icy cold. "You think I'd give you evidence?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Fan suddenly flipped his wrist.

The blade left Zhou Dahai's neck and moved downwards.

Lin Fan reached out with his right hand, grabbed Zhou Dahai's right wrist which was hanging by his side, and pulled it outward sharply.

Zhou Dahai's right hand was pulled flat and hung in mid-air.

The black tactical straight sword whistled through the air as it slashed down fiercely from above.

"Pfft!"

The sound of the blade slicing through skin, severing tendons and bones, and crushing cartilage was amplified infinitely on the quiet beach.

Blood spurted out instantly, splashing onto the sand, onto Lin Fan's trousers, and onto Wang Qiang's face.

Four severed fingers.

Index finger, middle finger, ring finger, little finger.

They slipped off Zhou Dahai's palm in one smooth motion, fell into the sand, and twitched slightly as a reflex.

Zhou Dahai was stunned.

He looked at his bare right hand, which was bleeding profusely.

His brain went blank for a full two seconds before the intense pain surged through his nerve endings like an explosion into his mind.

"Aaaaaaaaahh ...

A heart-wrenching scream tore through the sky above the island.

Zhou Dahai's knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees on the sand.

He clutched his bleeding right hand tightly with his left, curled up into a ball, and rolled wildly on the sand, letting out a pig-like scream.

"My hand! My hand!!!"

The entire room fell silent.

Only Zhou Dahai's screams echoed.

Everyone froze in place.

Xiao Zhou from the administration department rolled his eyes and fainted.

Wang Qiang touched the warm liquid on his face, looked down, and saw that his hands were covered in blood.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, his crotch instantly soaked. He had wet himself again out of fear.

Su Qingxue stood on the flat reef, her face as pale as paper.

She looked at the severed finger on the ground, at the blood everywhere, and at the man carrying the bloodstained dagger.

She always thought she could control the situation.

She thought she could use money, positions, and empty promises to manipulate these people like tools.

She thought that Wang Qiang slapping and kicking Chen Jian was already the limit of violence on the island.

It wasn't until this moment that she truly understood what it meant to lose one's bottom line.

Lin Fan didn't care about the law, the rescue, or what would happen after returning to Jiangcheng.

With just four fingers, he shattered the last vestige of "confidence in civilized society" in everyone's hearts.

Lin Fan flicked the blood off the blade.

He didn't look at Zhou Dahai, who was rolling on the ground, but turned to look at Su Qingxue.

Their eyes met.

Su Qingxue instinctively took a step back and almost fell.

Her face, once worth billions, now showed only undisguised fear.

Lin Fan didn't say anything, turned around, and walked towards the edge of the mangrove forest on the right.

Without hesitation, he walked straight to the moss-covered stone and kicked it away.

The tip of the knife poked around in the mud and sand a couple of times.

Three silver aluminum foil bags were visible.

Lin Fan bent down, picked up the three packs of compressed biscuits, and patted off the dirt and sand.

The people on the beach watched this scene, their breath caught in their throats.

There really are three guarantees.

Zhou Dahai really did hide food.

Moreover, Lin Fan found the place without even asking any questions.

This almost prophetic ability instilled a deep sense of awe in the already fearful crowd towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan took the cookies and walked back to Song Ya's side.

Song Ya stared blankly at the severed finger on the ground, completely shocked.

Lin Fan just said "establish authority," and she thought it was just a harsh remark.

Unexpectedly, he actually cut Zhou Dahai's finger.

"Here you go." Lin Fan tossed three packets of biscuits into Song Ya's arms.

Song Ya caught it in a flurry and held it to her chest.

Lin Fan turned around and took one last look at the group of people on the beach.

"I heard you clearly."

Lin Fan's voice carried on the sea breeze, each word striking a chord in everyone's heart.

"I am not on the same side as you."

"Whether you want to wait for rescue, huddle together for warmth, or listen to President Su's empty promises, it's up to you."

"But don't mess with me."

"Whoever touches my things will die. Whoever harms my people will pay with their life."

"Don't try to intimidate me with your labor laws or the police. Here, the knife in my hand is the only rule."

After saying that, Lin Fan didn't look at anyone again.

He turned around, started walking, and headed towards the cave halfway up the mountain.

Song Ya, clutching the cookies, followed closely behind Lin Fan. She didn't look back at her former colleagues on the beach.

She knew that from this day forward, she had completely broken away from that hypocritical group.

She belonged only to the man in front carrying the knife.

"Wait a moment……"