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

Lin Fan looked into her eyes and asked calmly, "Do you believe me?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Song Ya nodded emphatically: "I believe you."

Since the cruise ship capsized, everyone else has been starving, freezing, and struggling on the brink of death, but Lin Fan has been providing her with roasted meat, clean water, and a warm, dry cave to sleep in. Even if Lin Fan asked her to jump off a cliff now, she would feel there was a cushion below.

"Okay." Lin Fan sheathed his tactical knife back into its scabbard on his outside thigh, pointed to the five women, including Zhao Na, who were slumped on the ground, and said, "Take them to the edge of the mangrove forest to gather firewood."

Before Song Ya could react, the women on the ground erupted in chaos once again.

"Lin Fan, really..."

"Shut up."

Lin Fan interrupted them.

"I made my rules very clear just now: this place doesn't tolerate idlers, much less bargaining idiots."

"There are plenty of broken branches along the edge of the mangrove forest; they're ready-made firewood. I want you to fill the open space to the right of the cave entrance before dark."

"Those who don't want to go can get out of here now."

Lin Fan pointed at the empty mineral water bottles on the ground, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Consider that half-bottle of water as an offering to the dead."

The crying stopped abruptly as soon as those words were spoken.

The color drained completely from Zhao Na's face.

She glanced at the crevice below, which was devoid of even a single piece of firewood, and then at the mountain of supplies piled up behind Lin Fan.

Going back would mean certain death, but going to the edge of the forest might offer a glimmer of hope.

Song Ya gripped the thick wooden stick in her hand, her palms covered in cold sweat.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, she was actually terrified; the visual impact of that giant python, which was tens of meters long, was too frightening.

But she was even more afraid that Lin Fan would be disappointed in her.

Song Ya took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fear in her heart, and turned to look at everyone. "Everyone, please get up."

Her voice trembled slightly, but her tone was unusually firm: "Lin Fan has never made a wrong decision. If he says he can go, he definitely can."

"Think carefully about everything Lin Fan has done since the day before yesterday. Which one of them was wrong? Everyone, trust Lin Fan. As long as we don't go too deep into the forest, but just pick up dry branches on the outermost edge and act quickly, nothing will happen."

"Let's go!" Zhao Na said, her eyes red and her voice hoarse. "Anyway, we're going to die. Dying inside a snake is better than being tortured to death by cold or starvation."

Seeing this, Lily and the other three women could only desperately get up from the ground; they had no way out.

Lin Fan turned to the men and asked, "Are you waiting for me to carry you away?"

Zhang Tao trembled all over, not daring to utter a sound, and slunk down the slope.

Watching the dozen or so people disperse to carry out their orders, Lin Fan sat back down by the fire and picked up the tomahawk steak he hadn't finished eating.

He certainly wasn't really sending these people to their deaths.

Just as the giant python retreated back into the deep forest, a line of small text that only he could see appeared on his retina.

[Omniscient Hint: The mutated reticulated python has swallowed a 75 kg adult male; its stomach is extremely distended, and it has entered a deep dormant digestive phase.]

The creature has retreated to its tropical nest in the center of the island. It is not expected to leave the nest for at least 48 hours.

[Current safety factor for the mangrove edge area: 99%.]

That's just how cold-blooded animals are.

After a full meal, it often takes several days, half a month, or even longer to digest.

Especially after consuming a disproportionate amount of prey, they become extremely sluggish and will simply lie still in a completely safe place.

Now, at the edge of the mangrove forest, there are no giant pythons, not even any large wild animals, because they have all been frightened away by the aura of that monster.

……

On the slope below.

Zhang Tao picked up some rotten planks, his face flushed, and climbed up step by step.

"Damn it... they really treat us like slaves..." Zhang Tao gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath.

Xiao Zhou followed behind, carrying a stone, panting heavily: "Brother Tao, save your energy for work. At least you can exchange it for half a biscuit tonight. If you roll down now, you won't even get a sip of water."

Zhang Tao glanced down.

The crevice where Su Qingxue was located was deathly still.

The eight corpses still lay scattered outside, attracting several unidentified seabirds to circle in mid-air.

In contrast, although I'm exhausted like a dog now, once I climb up, I can see the burning campfire and feel the heat coming from inside the cave.

Zhang Tao swallowed hard, resignedly lowered his head, and continued climbing.

Isn't this just a replica of what I used to do at the company?

Previously, Su Qingxue would sit in the office giving orders, while the lower-level employees would run around outside trying to drum up business.

Now, Lin Fan is in a high position, while they remain the beasts of burden, selling their labor.

This is fate.

the other side.

Song Ya, accompanied by five women, cautiously approached the edge of the mangrove forest.

Even when we were still more than ten meters away from the woods, a strong, nauseating stench hit us.

The bushes had carved out a wide path, and the surrounding trees were leaning to one side or the other, with several large, dark brown scales still clinging to the broken trunks.

Old Li's leather shoe lay forlornly in the grass, stained with sticky blood.

Upon seeing this, Lily's legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground, dry heaving.

"Stop looking! Hurry up and pick them up!" Song Ya, fighting back her nausea, tapped a dead tree nearby with a stick. "Just pick them up outside, whatever you do, don't go in! Once we have a full armful, we'll go back!"

Zhao Na's face was deathly pale, and her hands trembled as she picked up a dry branch from the ground.

The surroundings were eerily quiet; apart from the rustling of the leaves in the sea breeze, there was no movement of any living creature.

The women were like frightened birds, trembling at the slightest sound.

They didn't dare look up at the deep forest; they could only keep their heads down and frantically pull the dead branches on the ground into their arms.

Song Ya stood at the very back, her hands gripping the sharpened wooden stick tightly.

Her palms were soaked with sweat.

She was terrified, but Lin Fan's words, "Believe me or not," kept echoing in her mind.

Since Lin Fan invited them here, he will definitely ensure their safety.