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

In ten minutes, the three of them consumed an entire case of mineral water and tore open more than twenty packages of various food items.

Wang Qiang leaned against the rock wall, his stomach bulging, and let out an extremely loud burp, his fingers unconsciously picking at the food residue between his teeth.

Liu Gang sat on the ground, his chest heaving violently, his eyes becoming somewhat glazed due to the extreme feeling of fullness.

I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time.

Lin Fan looked at them and asked, "Are you full?"

Wang Qiang and his two companions snapped out of their dazed state after a hearty meal.

Looking at the packaging bags and empty water bottles scattered on the ground, his expression changed.

As agreed, they came up to move supplies, but ended up having a meal first. If the people below find out, they will definitely use this to blackmail them into giving them less food.

"Now that you've eaten, get ready to move your things." Lin Fan didn't pursue their waste, but instead pointed to the remaining supplies. "Move them once, then return Song Ya to us, and then come back up to move the rest."

Liu Gang stood up, patted the dirt off his backside, and said, "You're a smart kid."

He turned to look at Wang Qiang and Zhao Hai, winked at them, and said, "Hurry up and clear out our half."

Wang Qiang and Zhao Hai naturally understood his implication: they simply wanted to move more. They responded and went over to lift a case of water.

They moved slowly, their eyes constantly shifting between the water tank in their arms and the self-heating hot pot on the ground.

When a person is hungry, all they can think about is getting something to eat.

But once they're full, they'll want more.

For example, which foods taste good, and which foods are of higher quality.

"If the three of you carry all this down there and distribute it among the dozens of mouths to feed on the beach, how much will each of you get?"

Lin Fan leaned against the rock wall, speaking casually as if he were chatting.

Wang Qiang paused, tightening his grip on the water tank, and Liu Gang also stopped what he was doing.

"This is a matter on our beach, it's none of your business," Liu Gang sneered.

"I'm really not worried," Lin Fan chuckled. "I just find it funny. You guys are eating and drinking like mad up there, your bellies are stuffed. Once we move half of these supplies down and hand them over to Chen Jian, do you think we'll still be able to eat sausages tonight? Will we still be able to drink water to our hearts' content?"

Lin Fan looked at Wang Qiang: "Manager Wang, everyone at the company knows that Sister Wang's husband is a freeloader, not even worthy of carrying your shoes. How come you've become his errand boy on this wretched island?"

Wang Qiang's face flushed instantly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed twice. Chen Jian's domineering attitude on the beach these past few days had long been making him furious.

"You know nothing!" Wang Qiang gritted his teeth. "He knows how to survive, he can start a fire, and he can distill fresh water."

"Oh?" Lin Fan pointed to his feet. "Is it difficult to start a fire?"

Lin Fan stood up and slowly walked to the three of them. "You just ate the best food I have here. Those people downstairs haven't smelled that aroma in a long time."

"You put in the effort, climbed the cliff, and risked being killed by me, yet you expect to share the spoils equally? Why should we?"

Liu Gang's face darkened. He looked at the supplies behind him and then at the slope below.

Nobody wants to spit out the fat they've already eaten to a bunch of whining good-for-nothings.

"I put in the effort, so I get to decide what's what!" Liu Gang roared.

"You decide? Does Chen Jian agree? Do those male employees on the beach agree?"

The group paused for a moment, then Lin Fan continued, "Brother Qiang, did Su Qingxue say when the rescue team will arrive?"

Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment. Didn't this little bastard never intend to go back? Why was he asking this question?

"What do you mean, kid?"

Not only Wang Qiang, but also Liu Gang and Zhao Hai stopped what they were doing and stared at Lin Fan.

"Literal meaning."

"You guys don't really think that one morning you'll wake up to find a rescue ship weighing tens of thousands of tons suddenly appearing on the beach and safely taking you old folks back to civilized society, do you?"

Wang Qiang's Adam's apple bobbed violently. How could he not have thought about this question?

Every day, under the scorching sun, looking at the endless Dead Sea where not even a single seabird could be seen, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

But Chen Jian and Su Qingxue were being given anesthetic every day, telling them they would be rescued soon, and they dared not think about the worst-case scenario.

Now, this fig leaf has been ruthlessly torn off by Lin Fan.

"Since we can't go back in a short time."

Let's do the math.

Lin Fan stood up, walked slowly to a box of unopened Uni-President pickled cabbage and beef noodles, and kicked the box in front of the three of them with a "bang".

"This box contains twenty-four packs."

Then, he pointed to a case of bottled water next to him, "This case also has twenty-four bottles. As we just discussed, we'll give you half. See for yourselves how much that half of the supplies will amount to in total?"

Wang Qiang, Liu Gang, and Zhao Hai followed Lin Fan's finger.

Half of the supplies looked like a lot, and the pile on the ground was quite impressive.

"You guys count again, how many mouths are there on the beach below?" Lin Fan sneered. "I've counted for you. Including Su Qingxue and those women, there are a full twenty people."

"Gulp." Zhao Hai swallowed hard, his eyes starting to glaze over.

"Twenty mouths that have been starving for four or five days, their stomachs full of acid, do you think they would be so polite as to eat only one bite a day when faced with this food?"

"Half of the supplies will be distributed among twenty people. For the first meal, each person will receive a box of self-heating rice, a bottle of water, and a sausage. What happens after that meal?"

"You should all think about it carefully. Is this enough for those twenty hungry wolves to devour for five days?"

"I imagine that when faced with the fear of death, everyone would stuff their mouths full. Those usually high-and-mighty female managers and employees would scratch their faces raw for half a bag of biscuits. In less than three days, these supplies will be gone, not even a plastic bag left!"

"What will you do then?" Lin Fan asked directly, enunciating each word clearly. "If the food runs out and rescue hasn't arrived by then, the oysters and hermit crabs on the island will have been wiped out by you long ago."

"You'll come looking for me again? What will you use to blackmail me next time?"