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

Before Zhang Tao could speak, Lin Fan reached out and grabbed Zhang Tao's collar.

Before the latter could react, he was pulled outward by a tremendous force and dragged directly to the edge of the platform.

"ah--!"

He was so frightened that his voice cracked, and he flailed his arms and legs wildly in the air.

Below was a steep slope over a hundred meters long, where the cold wind, carrying icy moisture, whistled across his face like knives.

Looking further down, eight frozen, blue corpses lay scattered among the pile of rocks.

"Look carefully."

"Down there, there's no fire, no water. Eight people froze to death last night, and more will die tonight."

"You just asked me, what am I after?"

Lin Fan flicked his wrist, throwing Zhang Tao back onto the ground.

Zhang Tao crashed heavily onto the gravel, his knees aching terribly, but he couldn't care less. He could only lie on the ground, gasping for breath, his heart nearly leaping out of his throat.

"Because you're here, you definitely won't be stiff corpses tomorrow!"

"Talk to me about colleagues? Talk about friendship?"

Lin Fan smirked and gave a cold laugh.

"When Wang Qiang was pointing his finger at me and yelling at me the day before yesterday, which of you 'good colleagues' stood up and said a single word in my defense?"

"You come up to me now and talk about feelings? You think you're worthy?"

Lin Fan pointed to the crevice in the rock below, "You think I'm harsh? You think the work is too hard? The door is wide open."

"Oh, no, there's no main gate here. You can all go downstairs now and find Su Qingxue, and continue being your white-collar workers. I won't stop you."

The entire platform was deathly silent.

Nobody moved; nobody's stupid.

Zhang Tao slumped to the ground, secretly glancing at the crevice below. The events of last night were still vivid in his mind, and he chickened out.

If the helicopter doesn't come today, if we have to spend another night down there... maybe tomorrow morning, Zhang Tao will be among those corpses.

Nobody wants to die. Compared to life, dignity is nothing.

Can saving face put food on the table?

But the cold wind cleared Zhang Tao's head considerably.

He looked at the line Lin Fan had drawn; crossing that line was tantamount to signing a contract of servitude.

Working himself to the bone every day, being bossed around by Lin Fan like a slave, he could only get half a compressed biscuit and half a bottle of water in return.

That little bit of food wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap! In less than three days, they'd definitely starve to the point of being skin and bones.

He was unwilling to accept this. They were all just low-level laborers. Back in the company, Zhang Tao was at least a full-time employee, much more valuable than Lin Fan, an intern.

Why is it that now that we're on this wretched island, Lin Fan can be a high and mighty tycoon, eating tomahawk steaks, while Zhang Tao has to be a slave and be slaughtered at will?

Zhang Tao swallowed hard and slowly got up from the ground.

He turned his head and glanced at the sky outside the cave.

The sunshine had completely dispelled last night's rain clouds, and the sky was a flawless blue.

The distant mountains and forests are lush and green, and the sea breeze makes the treetops shyly peek out, making them look full of life.

"Brother Fan."

Zhang Tao immediately put on a smiling face, "I understand your rules. You risked your life to find these supplies, so we certainly can't just eat and drink for free. What kind of people would we be?"

Lin Fan sat on the rock, fiddling with his tactical straight knife, and didn't say a word.

"But, Fan-ge, I have a big appetite, half a cookie really won't do me any good, and I won't have the energy to work, right?"

Zhang Tao pointed to the mangroves and beach in the distance, "How about this? I don't need your supplies. I'll go into the mountains to find wild fruits and go into the sea to catch seafood myself."

"Once I find food, I'll share half with you as payment for lodging. All I need is a sheltered spot to sleep in your cave every night. What do you think of this idea? It's a win-win situation!"

Zhang Tao wanted to break free from Lin Fan's labor control, control his own food source, and not be subject to anyone else's control.

At the same time, he also wanted to use Lin Fan's absolutely safe haven for free, so he wouldn't have to freeze outside at night.

Zhao Na, Xiao Zhou, and the others' eyes lit up when they heard this.

Yes! The island is so big, the vegetation is so lush, and the beach is so long, it shouldn't be difficult to find some wild fruits, crabs, or seashells, right?

If they could find their own food, who would want to be Lin Fan's dog here, having to watch his face?

This is absolutely an incredible suggestion!

Lin Fan stopped spinning the knife in his hand.

He looked at Zhang Tao's self-righteous face and smiled subconsciously.

Going into the mountains to find wild fruit? Going to the sea to catch seafood?

This group of urban losers, who sit in air-conditioned office buildings in the CBD, drinking iced Americanos and can't even tell the difference between leeks and wheat seedlings, are really treating this isolated, eerie deserted island as a rural resort?

"You want to go into the mountains..."

Just as Lin Fan opened his mouth, ready to shatter their naive and laughable fantasy, a voice interrupted him.

"ah--!!!"

A piercing, completely distorted scream rang out from the edge of the mangrove forest diagonally below, instantly shattering the tranquility the island had just regained.

The sound was so terrible, filled with extreme fear and despair, it was not something a human could make under normal circumstances.

Everyone on the cave platform, including Zhang Tao and Zhao Na, shivered involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely strange wind blew in from the depths of the forest.

It wasn't the salty, fishy smell of the sea breeze, but a nauseating, extremely strong, and foul stench!

It's like piling hundreds of dead fish and rotten meat together and letting them ferment for over ten days; just one whiff of it makes your stomach churn.

"Ugh..." Zhao Na couldn't help but gag.

"What was that sound?" Xiao Zhou stared wide-eyed in terror at the woods below.

At the edge of the mangrove forest below, the once calm bushes began to shake violently.

That kind of shaking was definitely not caused by the wind.

Instead, it was some enormous creature rampaging through the forest.

"Snap! Snap!"

The sounds of tree trunks as thick as thighs being violently snapped were incessant, accompanied by a teeth-grinding scraping sound and a dull thud, as if an out-of-control heavy bulldozer was madly crushing through the forest.

Large flocks of birds took flight in terror from the treetops, swooping down into the sky in a dark mass, not daring to utter a single cry.

Zhang Tao's hand, which had just been pointing at the woods and saying he was going to find wild fruit, was now frozen in mid-air, trembling like a leaf.

Just as everyone held their breath, staring intently at the swaying grove, a figure tumbled and crawled out of the bushes.

It was Liu Hui, the male colleague who went with Lao Li to the edge of the beach to collect supplies.

At this moment, Liu Hui looked like a blood-soaked gourd that had just crawled out of hell.

His designer shirt had long been torn to shreds by tree branches, and his face and arms were covered in deep, bone-revealing gashes, his face smeared with blood.

But what's most terrifying isn't his injuries, but his condition.

Liu Hui's eyes bulged out, his eyeballs were full of bursting red blood vessels, and his gaze was unfocused. He looked completely like a terrified madman.

"Run...run fast..."