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

Wang Lan, standing at the edge of the crowd, unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

Her eyes were wide open, and her breathing was somewhat erratic.

She knows her husband best: he's dull, obedient, and just a tool to be told what to do.

Normally, he rarely even argues loudly at home, but today's incident completely deviated from her instructions.

This ruthless, almost murderous rage is a far cry from the Chen Jian who was known as a gigolo at the company.

Desperate situations can erase a person's bottom line and even change their personality.

Wang Lan stared at Chen Jian's retreating figure, and began to reassess how dangerous her husband was.

After Chen Jian kicked those three times, his chest heaved violently.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on Lin Fan, who was a dozen meters away.

Lin Fan remained standing in the same spot, his hands hanging at his sides, expressionless.

He showed no impulsiveness, no rage, and didn't even shift his stance in the slightest.

This unusual calmness caused the muscles at the corner of Chen Jian's eye to twitch involuntarily.

He thought his kicks would force Lin Fan to his limit and that he would see the man either furious or resigned.

But he saw nothing.

"You really don't care?" Chen Jian sneered, turning his head and scanning the surrounding rocks.

He bent down, gripped a rock weighing over ten kilograms with both hands, and lifted it high above his head with all his might.

"Since you think it's a loss to trade her for someone else," Chen Jian's forehead veins bulged, "then I'll finish her off right here, so she won't have to suffer any longer."

As he finished speaking, his arm muscles tensed, as if he were about to smash the boulder down hard on Song Ya's head.

The male employees standing nearby instinctively took a half step back, and Su Qingxue was so frightened that she closed her eyes and let out a short scream.

Wang Qiang swallowed hard, staring intently at the stone in Chen Jian's hand. At that moment, he felt a chill run down his spine at Chen Jian's feet.

Song Ya didn't close her eyes; she was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to move her neck.

With her last glimmer of light, she looked at Lin Fan's figure and felt a sense of relief, at least she hadn't dragged him down with her.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Jian stopped raising the stone with both hands.

He hovered in mid-air, turned his head, and looked at the owner of the voice.

A smug smile spread across his face; he had won his gamble.

"I'll give you half the supplies," Lin Fan said, looking at Chen Jian.

These few words instantly silenced the pack of hungry wolves on the beach who had been glaring at each other with green eyes and ready to devour people at any moment.

Immediately following was a series of heavy, suppressed breaths.

Liu Gang shoved Wang Qiang aside, took two steps forward, and stepped on Song Ya's shoulder to prevent her from struggling. He grinned, his chapped lips, "Kid, if you had just been this quick, it would have been over sooner. Hurry up and go down and move the supplies down."

"Liu Gang, are you brainless?" Chen Jian interrupted Liu Gang. "Go up and carry it yourself. If he hides the good stuff deep in the cave, we won't be able to see it from down here."

Chen Jian turned to face the hungry male employees and raised his voice: "Brothers, if we want to eat and drink our fill, we have to go up and get it ourselves! All the men, go up and carry down our half."

"Yes! Let's go up and get them ourselves!" Wang Qiang immediately chimed in. "Lin Fan, you have to come with us and tell Zhang Tao and the others not to put the stones down."

"Oh."

A sarcastic laugh interrupted the group's revelry.

"All the men go up?" Lin Fan looked up, his gaze locking onto Chen Jian. "Chen Jian, are you an idiot, or do you think I'm an idiot?"

Chen Jian's face darkened: "What do you mean?"

"The cave above is not very big. I piled up the supplies inside, and the only place I could walk was about 20 square meters."

"You want me to send all of you up there? Is that an exchange of supplies for manpower, or am I supposed to just hand over the cave to you?"

Lin Fan took two steps forward, approaching the crowd.

The strong smell of blood emanating from him and his undisguised murderous aura caused Liu Gang and Wang Qiang, who were standing at the front, to instinctively take a half step back.

"The reason I dare to stand here and talk nonsense with you is because I know your background."

"You've been starving for three or four days, surviving on distilled water and raw hermit crabs. Your current strength is barely better than being paralyzed. If I can't beat you and have to run away, you bunch of cowards won't even be able to touch my heels."

Lin Fan glanced around at the group of sallow-faced, emaciated male employees.

"But once you enter the cave, the situation changes. It's a dead end, with only one way down the mountain. A dozen or so grown men blocking the entrance, even if they were a bunch of sickly, half-dead ghosts, I couldn't withstand them if they all rushed at me. I only have a knife and a shovel. I don't have the ability to slice the necks of twelve or thirteen people in an instant."

"Letting you all in would be like inviting wolves into the house, and I'd have to pay with my life."

"As I said before, she's just a convenient tool, and I'm willing to pay something to protect her. But no matter how convenient she is, she's not worth my life."

Chen Jian stared intently at Lin Fan. Lin Fan's words did make sense. Although he didn't know why Lin Fan cared so much about Song Ya, he knew that no matter how much Lin Fan cared about Song Ya, he wouldn't gamble with his own life.

Lin Fan gave an ultimatum: "If you want the supplies, you can only send three people up with me. Besides me, there are Zhou Kai and Zhang Tao up there. If you send three, the numbers will be about the same. To show my sincerity, I'm willing to let you move one load of supplies first, then you can return Song Ya to me and then go up to move the rest of the supplies."

Lin Fan glanced at Song Ya lying on the sand.

"If you don't agree, then this deal is off. You can pick up a rock and smash her head in right now. If I say another word, I'll change my name."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he turned around and left his back to the group of people.

He started walking, heading towards the slope leading to the top of the cliff. Without the slightest hesitation, his steps were so steady it was almost despairing.

Chen Jian was undecided for a moment...