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

Dead silence.

Planks, stones, canvas.

It wasn't meant to block the wind from the cave entrance at all.

Lin Fan intends to use the blood and sweat of these men to build a private, secluded harem for him deep within this absolutely safe cave!

Zhang Tao turned to look at Zhao Na and Lili.

Zhao Na did not refute.

Even when she hears the word "entertainment," her eyes light up, because it represents hope.

Lily lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, her fingers twisting the tattered hem of her clothes.

The young woman from the administration department bit her lip, looking at Lin Fan with a complicated expression.

No one stood up to condemn Lin Fan's thuggish behavior.

No one thought there was anything wrong with it.

On this isolated, deserted island.

Lin Fan controlled the water, the food, and the fire.

He also had a shovel and a dagger.

He takes it for granted that he should sleep with several women, more so than eating or drinking.

Why should I?!

Zhang Tao clenched his fists tightly.

When he was at the company, Zhang Tao was a full-time employee, earning a base salary of 12,000 yuan per month.

Lin Fan was just an intern earning three thousand yuan!

A top salesperson like Zhao Na wouldn't even give Lin Fan a second glance normally.

Lily, a young and pretty girl, spends all her time hanging around those department managers.

Although Zhang Tao couldn't have access to such swan meat either, at least he and Lin Fan were on the same social class.

We are all just ordinary people, working like cattle and horses.

But now.

Zhang Tao was exhausted, his shoulders were chafed and his throat was burning, all he got in return was half a compressed biscuit.

And Lin Fan.

Sitting here eating beef and drinking hot soup.

At night, they would go to that cubicle built with their blood and sweat to enjoy the service of these women who were usually high and mighty!

"Brother Fan," Xiao Zhou swallowed hard, pointing to the pile of rubble that was half a person high, "We understand using planks and canvas for partitions, but what are we going to do with these stones?"

Zhang Tao also pricked up his ears. Moving the wooden planks to build a harem for Lin Fan to shelter from the wind was already a great disgrace.

Moving these useless stones was completely draining them of their last bit of strength, leaving them with no power to resist.

Lin Fan is a shrewd strategist; I really underestimated him before.

"You'll find out in a few days," Lin Fan said.

Zhang Tao and Xiao Zhou exchanged a glance, and neither dared to ask any more questions. Within this line of authority, Lin Fan's words were law.

Lin Fan took out a plastic bag containing opened compressed biscuits. "Mission accomplished. This is your rations."

Lin Fan threw the items on the ground: twelve people, six compressed biscuits, and six bottles of water.

Give them six extra bottles of water on the first day; they should get a taste of something good.

The crowd was even more excited when they saw the food and water than a leashd dog in the countryside seeing a bone. In no time, the food and water were gone.

"After you finish eating, stand the planks up and hang the canvas. I want to see the partition before dark."

Zhang Tao wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth and got up from the ground.

Half a cookie wasn't enough to fill me up, but having something in my stomach gave me a little bit of strength back.

He and Xiao Zhou and the others carried heavy anti-corrosion wooden planks and, following Lin Fan's instructions, enclosed a private space of about ten square meters in the deepest and driest part of the cave.

The canvas was pressed firmly against the top of the wooden plank by stones, hanging down to form an excellent visual barrier.

Inside, there was a soft blanket that Lin Fan had picked up the day before yesterday, and even two cushions that he had brought from the cruise ship.

An absolutely private and warm privileged territory was built with the blood and sweat of men.

Zhao Na looked at the partition, ignoring the mud on her clothes, and walked up to Lin Fan, deliberately lowering her voice, "Brother Fan, the partition is done. Does it need to be cleaned up inside? Let me go in and make your bed for you."

Seeing this, Lily cursed under her breath as a vixen and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Brother Fan, I'm good with my hands, I'll help you organize the supplies."

Zhang Tao retreated to the cattle and horse resting area designated by Lin Fan.

He stared intently at the canvas.

It was built by him and a few others, carrying hundreds of pounds of planks, step by step, climbing up the slope from the bottom, with their blood and sweat.

The results of it?

They could only sit on the cold, gravelly ground, munching on half a hard, compressed biscuit.

Lin Fan was about to take his female colleagues, who usually wouldn't even give them a second glance, inside to enjoy the warmth of their beds and the softness of their bodies.

Zhang Tao clenched his back teeth, making a grinding sound.

"Brother Tao," Xiao Zhou leaned closer, his voice extremely low, his lips blue from the cold, "Stop looking, even if you keep looking, it won't be our turn."

"At least it won't be as cold tonight as it was last night."

Zhang Tao didn't speak, but buried his head in his arms, his eyes filled with resentment.

Lin Fan turned around and walked back to the campfire.

He sat on a flat rock and pulled out a few relatively wide pieces of wood from the pile of dry firewood next to him.

"Zheng".

The tactical straight sword is drawn.

Lin Fan gripped the knife and began shaving wood chips.

The cave was extremely quiet; no one dared to speak, and all the dozen or so pairs of eyes were focused on the knife in Lin Fan's hand.

The sharp blade scraped across the surface of the wood, and soon, several pieces of wood were shaved into rectangular wooden plaques.

Zhao Na knelt not far away, staring intently at Lin Fan.

She tidied the hair that was scattered in front of her forehead and deliberately pulled down the neckline of her already tattered underwear.

She didn't understand what Lin Fan was doing, but she knew that now was the time to show her value.

"Brother Fan," Zhao Na said in a sweet, high-pitched voice, "Why are you whittling all this wood? We have enough firewood to start a fire, don't tire your hands. If there's any rough work, just tell the men to do it."

The moment she uttered those words, the men's gazes seemed to want to tear Zhao Na to shreds.

But because of Lin Fan, they didn't dare to say anything.

Lin Fan ignored her.

After he finished carving the last piece of wood, he sheathed his tactical knife back into the scabbard on his leg.

Then, he picked up a half-burnt black charcoal stick from the edge of the fire.

He picked up the first wooden plaque and wrote two words on it with charcoal.

Lily.

Lily was stunned.

She stared wide-eyed at the wooden plaque with her name on it, her breathing quickening instantly.

Lin Fan didn't stop, picked up the second wooden plaque, and continued writing.

Xiaoqin.

That's the name of that young woman in the administration department.

Then came the third piece, and the fourth piece.

The names of the four women were clearly written on four wooden plaques.

Lin Fan held the four wooden plaques in his hand and casually tossed them onto the flat stone in front of him. The plaques collided and made a crisp sound.

"Every night, I will draw one of these cards."

Lin Fan pointed to the wooden plaque on the stone.

Whoever's name is drawn goes into the cubicle.

"I reward the women who serve me in bed each day with food according to my mood."

Dead silence.

Zhang Tao sat in the wind, his eyes wide like copper bells, staring intently at the four wooden plaques on the stone.

Flipping the card?

He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This guy is really treating this place like a harem!

To imitate the emperor's practice of choosing concubines?