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

"Take it easy, supplies are limited."

This time, Zhang Tao actually glanced at him.

That look in his eyes was very subtle.

It wasn't fear, nor gratitude, but a feeling of frustration at being controlled but not daring to stand up for yourself.

"Zhou Kai, the supplies are all here anyway... I don't even know if Lin Fan will ever come back... What's wrong with me eating a few more bites?"

Zhang Tao's hands didn't stop. He poured the biscuit crumbs into his mouth and then grabbed a bottle of mineral water and gulped down half of it.

Zhou Kai didn't say anything more.

He stared at Zhang Tao for two seconds, then looked away.

The more you try to control this kind of person, the more rebellious they become; they might even turn against you right now.

The most urgent thing is not to argue with Zhang Tao, but to figure out how to live from now on.

Zhou Kai took a deep breath.

"Zhang Tao, we're in this together now."

Zhang Tao's movements were a little slow.

"If you die, I can't protect you alone. If I die, you can't protect you alone either, understand?"

Zhang Tao stared blankly at him, with half a cookie still stuffed in his mouth.

"Stop fucking eating." Zhou Kai stood up, picked up a thick wooden stick, and poked the nearly extinguished fire. "Those guys down there could come up again at any time. I'll keep watch for the first half of the night, and you keep watch for the second half. If either of us falls asleep, we're both done for."

Zhang Tao gave a mumbled "hmm" twice, it was unclear whether he had actually heard her.

Zhou Kai was too lazy to waste any more words.

He picked up the bottled water and took another sip.

Suddenly, a noise came from the hillside below. Zhou Kai stood up abruptly, his eyes instantly sharpening.

They arrived so quickly?

He didn't even have time to call Zhang Tao, who was still eating voraciously. He strode to the edge of the cliff, picked up the heaviest rock with both hands, and raised it high above his head.

If they had been a step slower and they had gotten close enough to catch up with them, neither of them would have survived the night.

Zhou Kai tensed his muscles and held his breath.

If anyone below dares to show their face, this rock will smash their skull open.

The line of sight extends beyond the edge of the platform and projects downwards.

In the middle of the slope, a figure was walking uphill at a leisurely pace.

The man had a large, bulging woven bag on his left shoulder and another, slightly smaller bag in his right hand.

Zhou Kai was stunned.

The raised stone stopped in mid-air.

It's neither Wang Qiang nor Chen Jian.

It's Lin Fan.

In that instant, his taut nerves snapped.

An indescribable sense of peace welled up inside me.

Just a minute ago, he was worried that Zhang Tao would betray him, that the crowd below would attack him, and that he would spend the night in fear and exhaustion.

Now, all worries have vanished.

Lin Fan is alive.

Lin Fan is back.

Zhou Kai took a deep breath and placed the stone in his hand at his feet.

As he watched the figure approaching, a remarkably clear realization suddenly dawned on his mind.

Civilized societies need laws to function.

This desolate island, which devours people, also needs rules.

What is needed is a tyrant who can absolutely crush everyone and make the rules take effect.

Without Lin Fan, this place would be a gladiatorial arena for wild beasts, where he would be torn to shreds.

With Lin Fan by his side, Zhou Kai at least knew how to survive until tomorrow.

Zhou Kai quickly walked down the slope.

"Brother Fan."

He stopped halfway down the slope, reached out, and took the woven bag from Lin Fan's right hand.

It feels extremely heavy.

Zhou Kai was startled; by touch, he knew it was full of food.

Lin Fan glanced at him, did not refuse his offer, and continued walking uphill.

The two of them climbed up to the platform at the top of the cliff, one after the other.

Inside the cave.

Zhang Tao was facing away from the cave entrance, half-squatting in front of the supply box.

He held a torn bag of rice crackers in his left hand and half a sausage in his right.

Its mouth was bulging out in a round shape as it chewed frantically, making a crude "smacking" sound.

He didn't hear anything behind him.

Lin Fan casually tossed the woven bag from his left shoulder onto the ground with a dull "thud".

The sound finally alerted Zhang Tao.

He froze, a sausage still in his mouth, and slowly turned his head.

Upon recognizing Lin Fan standing there, Zhang Tao's pupils dilated suddenly.

"Gulp."

He was so frightened that he swallowed the food he hadn't chewed properly, choking so badly that his eyes rolled back in his head.

"Fan... Brother Fan?" Zhang Tao stammered, his hands instinctively going behind his back.

Lin Fan did not speak.

He walked to within half a meter of Zhang Tao and stopped.

Lin Fan looked down at the rummaged-through cardboard box, then at Zhang Tao's mouth, which was covered in crumbs and grease.

Zhang Tao panicked, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground: "Brother Fan! Let me explain!"

Lin Fan lifted his foot.

The movement was extremely fast, and a solid kick landed on Zhang Tao's chest.

"Bang!"

Zhang Tao crashed heavily into the rock wall behind him.

He clutched his chest, his face contorted in pain, and rolled around on the ground.

Lin Fan walked over, grabbed Zhang Tao by the collar, clenched his right fist, and punched him hard in the face, which was filled with terror.

"Ah!" Zhang Tao screamed in agony as blood gushed from his nose.

Then came the second punch, and the third punch.

"Fan-ge! Stop hitting him! Someone'll die!" Zhang Tao flailed his arms wildly, crying out, "There's a reason I ate!"

Lin Fan stopped what he was doing and loosened his collar.

Zhang Tao's face was bruised and swollen, with blood mixed with unchewed food residue dripping down his chin.

"Speak," Lin Fan coldly uttered a single word.

Zhang Tao, panting heavily and covering his nose, said, "You were silent in the woods, so Chen Jian and the others thought you'd been eaten by a monster and tried to rush in to steal our supplies!"

"Zhou Kai and I can't keep going hungry!"

"I was thinking... if they charged at me, I'd have to fight them."

As Zhang Tao spoke, wiping away tears, he said, "I'll eat a few more bites, so I'll have the strength to protect your things, Brother Fan!"

Zhou Kai stood aside, listened to these words, and sneered.

Who was it that tried to give away supplies as a favor just now?

But he didn't expose him; he knew Lin Fan was aware of the situation.

Lin Fan looked at Zhang Tao on the ground.

"Get out of here. I'll remember this. If it happens again, you can jump off this cliff."

Lin Fan had calculated that Zhang Tao and Zhou Kai were the only ones who could work right now. If Zhang Tao were also rendered useless, the cave would be short of laborers.

His quality of life will decline significantly.

Zhang Tao felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He scrambled to another corner of the cave, covering his face and not daring to breathe.

Lin Fan walked to the fire and picked up the bottle of mineral water that Zhou Kai had just drunk from.

I unscrewed it, poured out a little water, and washed the bloodstains off my hands.

Zhou Kai stepped forward and glanced at the two woven bags on the ground.

"Brother Fan, is this wild game?"

"Hmm." Lin Fan shook the water droplets off his hands. "A bag of bananas, a bag of roe deer leg meat."

Zhou Kai gasped.

He knew that following Lin Fan would bring him benefits, but he didn't expect to reap such great rewards.

After the initial euphoria, reason regained its footing.

Zhou Kai looked around, gazing at the sunlight streaming into the cave, and a question flashed through his mind.

"Brother Fan," Zhou Kai said in a low voice, "out of so many people who went, why are you the only one who came back?"