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

"Take it back?"

In the corner, Liu Hui shuddered. "Are you all crazy?! Have you forgotten what happened on the beach the day before yesterday?!"

"He had a knife! It was a military tactical straight knife! The day before yesterday, Zhou Dahai stole a few bags of dry rations, and Lin Fan didn't even blink. With a swift stroke, he sliced ​​off several of Zhou Dahai's fingers!"

Recalling that bloody scene, Liu Hui felt a wave of nausea wash over him. He gagged twice, tears and snot streaming down his face. "You didn't see the look in his eyes! He didn't treat us like human beings at all! He was a ruthless madman who killed without blinking an eye! Going up there would have been suicide!"

Liu Hui's breakdown instantly extinguished the nascent fervor.

Several male employees in the crowd who were initially eager to try subconsciously shrank back.

They looked down at their empty hands, then at each other's wobbly legs from hunger.

Yeah, what can you use to fight a madman with a knife?

Do you use your neck to sharpen a blade?

Silence returned to the crevice in the rock, broken only by muffled breathing.

"Useless! They're all fucking useless!"

Zhao Na was so angry that she was trembling all over. She took a step forward and grabbed Liu Hui by the collar.

"No matter how ruthless Lin Fan is, he's only one person! And only one knife!"

"You bunch of grown men, always bragging about how capable you are, and now, twenty-odd of you are scared out of your wits by an intern earning a base salary of three thousand? Do any of you even have a penis?!"

She shoved Liu Hui aside, turned to face everyone, and said, "Use your waterlogged brains to do the math! More than twenty people! Even if Lin Fan were Bruce Lee reincarnated, how many could he kill in a second?"

"Kill three? Or five? Don't you know how hard human bones are? After a few hits, that broken knife will be dull! It'll get stuck in the bone and you won't be able to pull it out!"

Zhao Na bent down, picked up a fist-sized, sharp-edged stone from the ground, and held it high.

"There are over twenty of us. Each of us picks up a stone, and each of us grabs a stick. We'll charge forward with our eyes closed! Even if it means using our lives to pile him up, we can kill him! Once we've killed him, dozens of cases of Nongfu Spring water, steaming hot pots, and tomahawk steaks will all be ours!"

"Do you want to spend your whole lives gnawing on rotten wood? Do you want to be swallowed whole like a spicy snack by that giant snake that's tens of meters long? You're going to die anyway, so why not take a chance!"

These words were piercing to the heart, each word dripping with blood.

Hunger is the most terrible poison in the world.

It can easily dismantle the morality, reason, and fear that humanity has built up over thousands of years.

When Zhao Na brought up the words "water" and "meat" again, the fear in the eyes of several male employees began to fade.

In the shadows of the corner.

Wang Lan knew better than anyone that Zhao Na's tactics were a typical "human wave tactic," using the lives of the front-line soldiers to wear down Lin Fan's stamina and weapons, while the people behind them reaped the benefits.

Going up there will definitely result in death. As for who will die, that depends on who runs the fastest or who is the unluckiest.

But Wang Lan would never be the one to stick her neck out.

Chen Jian didn't look up; he simply shrank deeper into the shadows.

In the center of the crevice, Wang Qiang's breathing became increasingly heavy.

He was kicked away by Lin Fan and was so frightened that he wet his pants. This was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered in his life.

If Lin Fan were just an ordinary person, he would have already led his men to tear Lin Fan to pieces. But Lin Fan had a knife, and he was ruthless enough to do so.

But now, Zhao Na's words lingered in his mind like a curse.

More than twenty people could overwhelm him if they were piled on top of him.

As long as Lin Fan dies, Wang Qiang can not only wash away his shame, but also take over that huge amount of supplies.

Then, he will be able to command the wind and rain again.

Greed ultimately consumed Wang Qiang's remaining rationality.

"Zhao Na is right!"

Wang Qiang stood up, strode to the campfire, pulled out the thickest burning stick, and held it high.

The firelight illuminated his contorted, excited face, making him appear particularly ferocious.

"Who is Lin Fan? A murderer who killed everyone on the ship! We're acting on behalf of Heaven! This is self-defense!"

"There's not only food and drink up there, but also a cave that provides shelter from the wind and rain! Didn't you hear what Zhao Na just said? Lin Fan is currently having fun inside with a woman!"

"Why! Why are we left here to freeze and starve while he, a lowly beast of burden, is emperor above us!"

These words ignited the jealousy and resentment in everyone's hearts.

"Dry him to death!"

"Reclaim the supplies! Avenge Old Li! Avenge our fallen colleagues!"

One of the employees also broke off a thick tree branch and held it in his hand.

Emotions are contagious.

In moments of extreme despair, the herd mentality can be amplified rapidly once someone takes the lead.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people, both men and women, in the crevice of the rock began to pick up stones and sticks from the ground, and some even grabbed a handful of sand.

They were no longer white-collar workers in civilized society, but a pack of hyenas driven mad by hunger.

Zhao Na watched this scene and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Lin Fan, didn't you think I was dirty? Didn't you forbid me from playing cards? Well, I'm going to flip the table right now! Let's see how you die!

"Listen up, everyone!" Zhao Na pressed her advantage, "Besides Lin Fan, there are Zhang Tao, Xiao Zhou, and a few other men up there."

"But don't worry, Zhang Tao and the others have long been treated like slaves by Lin Fan. They do the hardest work every day and only get half a biscuit to eat. They're already burning with resentment!"

"As soon as our main force charges forward and establishes momentum, Zhang Tao and his men will definitely defect and help us deal with Lin Fan! At that point, Lin Fan will be all alone and won't be able to escape!"

"Alright!" Wang Qiang waved the torch in his hand forcefully. "For water and meat! For survival! Everyone, follow me!"

At Wang Qiang's command, more than twenty starving survivors surged out of the rock crevices like a muddy torrent.

They trudged through the slippery rocks, using the faint moonlight to feel their way towards the cave platform more than a hundred meters above.

No one cared how sharp the stones were on their feet, nor how biting the sea breeze was.

They had only one thought in their minds: rush in, seize supplies, and fill their stomachs.

At the very back of the crowd.

Su Qingxue stood up silently.

She didn't take a stone or a stick.

She simply followed quietly at the back of the crowd, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

As the president of Shengtang Group, her education and intelligence told her that Zhao Na's logic was full of loopholes, and Lin Fan could not possibly be a terrorist who sank the cruise ship.

But she didn't say anything to stop it.

Because she was so hungry.

Stomach acid was frantically corroding the stomach wall, and each spasm brought excruciating pain.

Her lips were cracked and bleeding, and her throat hurt as if she had swallowed a razor blade.

She knew that if she couldn't get water or food tonight, this female CEO worth billions would definitely not survive until sunset tomorrow night.

When it comes to survival, the truth is worthless.