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Moonlight spilled onto the dark sea.

The powerless Poseidon drifted slowly with the ocean currents like a giant leaf.

Shen Qingqiu stood on the deck, looking at the bottomless darkness around her, her fingertips unconsciously gripping the railing tightly.

As a female CEO with assets worth hundreds of billions, she was used to being in control of everything, and the current state of complete loss of control made her feel uneasy.

"No signal, no power." Shen Qingqiu turned around and looked at Lin Yan, who was fiddling with a tactical flashlight. His tone was somewhat helpless. "Now we're like Robinson Crusoe."

Lin Yan showed no panic whatsoever. The beam of the flashlight reflected in his eyes, and he almost couldn't suppress the smile that stretched from his ears to his lips.

"What's the panic? I'm here." Lin Yan strapped a flashlight to his head, pulled a black waterproof equipment case from the lower deck, and patted the lid. "This is my carefully selected ultimate shelter kit."

"You planned this all along?" Shen Qingqiu was taken aback.

"Being ready to run away at any time is a self-discipline for every salted fish worker." Lin Yan deftly popped open the box.

Shen Qingqiu leaned over for a look, then fell into a long silence.

It was crammed full of all sorts of outrageous stuff: a complete set of high-end diving knives, several rolls of strong nylon rope, a military-grade waterproof fire starter, and three different models of long-cast fishing lines. Most outrageous of all, at the very bottom was a huge, unopened bag of secret-recipe barbecue dipping sauce!

"Are you here to escape famine or to have a picnic on an island?" Shen Qingqiu was amused by his absurd preparations, and the unease that had been weighing on her heart vanished instantly.

"Life is all about not settling for less," Lin Yan said, raising an eyebrow.

The two slept soundly on the yacht that night.

The next morning.

The dazzling sunlight pierced through the clouds, and the cries of seagulls circled overhead.

Lin Yan pulled open the blinds in the cockpit, and a lush green suddenly burst into his view.

Less than 500 meters to the right of the yacht, a lush tropical island stands quietly in the sea. White sand beaches, dense coconut groves, and a ring of crystal-clear shallow reefs surround it.

They were blessed by the heavens; the ocean currents perfectly propelled them to this ideal location.

"Get up, Mr. Shen." Lin Yan pulled up the still-sleeping Shen Qingqiu and pointed out the window, "Welcome to our private eco-friendly farmhouse."

Half an hour later.

With the help of the last of its spare batteries, the yacht struggled and precisely wedged itself on the shallow sandy beach at the edge of the deserted island.

Lin Yan changed into a pair of black diving shorts, shirtless, and jumped into the waist-deep water with a splash. He stepped onto the soft white sand and firmly tied the rope to a huge, pointed rock on the shore.

This deserted island is extremely small, only a few kilometers in circumference, and at a glance, there are no traces of human activity.

"It's absolutely pristine." Lin Yan took a deep breath and opened his arms to welcome the sea breeze. There were no endless financial statements to read, no endless announcements to keep up with, and no Lao Liang nagging in his ear.

"The environment is nice, but we have no food." Shen Qingqiu stood on the yacht's deck, bluntly shattering the romantic illusion. The yacht's supplies had long since run out since they weren't planning on a long voyage.

Lin Yan turned around and gave her an extremely arrogant smile.

"In this sea, your husband, I am God."

He pulled a diving mask with a snorkel from his waterproof bag and put it on his face, while weighing a barbed three-pronged fishing spear in his hand. The next second, like a cheetah poised to pounce, he plunged into the crystal-clear reef area.

In his previous life, as a master of beachcombing and a sea fishing fanatic, this kind of tropical shallow water area was simply an undefended open-air buffet restaurant for him.

Three meters underwater.

Sunlight shines through the seawater, refracting into a dazzling array of light and shadow.

Lin Yan moved like a nimble shark, darting swiftly along the underwater reefs. He completely ignored the flashy but sparse tropical ornamental fish, his gaze sweeping sharply over the dark crevices at the base of the rocks.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon a cave entrance covered with dense seaweed.

Two thick tentacles, each half a meter long, were swaying rhythmically and slightly with the flow of water.

"I got some gear!" Lin Yan whistled in his mind, exhaling a string of tiny bubbles.

He kicked the water violently, his body shooting forward like a torpedo. The instant he reached the cave entrance, his left hand moved with lightning speed, accurately and firmly grabbing one of the tentacles, and using the strength of his waist, he yanked it outward.

The seabed sediment was violently churning.

A top-quality wild Chinese spiny lobster, over 40 centimeters long and covered with brilliant patterns, was forcibly dragged out of its nest!

The lobster struggled frantically, its massive tail slapping against the water with astonishing force.

Lin Yan remained calm and unfazed. Without hesitation, he thrust out his harpoon with precision, and with a "click," it locked onto the gap in the fish's shell, instantly locking it in place.

"Done, that's it."

Five minutes later.

Lin Yan surfaced, splashing water everywhere. He raised the harpoon high above his head, and in the sunlight, the giant ornate lobster, which looked to weigh at least five pounds, was still waving its claws, with glistening water droplets rolling down its colorful shell.

"This is for lunch!" Lin Yan shouted to Shen Qingqiu on the beach.

Shen Qingqiu stood on the shore, her gaze unconsciously sweeping over Lin Yan's increasingly defined abs as he exerted himself, before settling on his astonishing trophy. Her throat bobbed imperceptibly. The Lin Yan who elegantly played the piano in a haute couture suit on stage, and the Lin Yan who now exuded wild hormones as he caught lobsters, created an extremely captivating contrast.

After getting ashore, the wilderness survival journey officially began.

Lin Yan found a dry depression on the leeward side of the beach. He had no intention of using the stupid and exhausting method of starting a fire by friction, and directly took out a military-grade magnesium flint and steel.

"Sizzle!"

The blade scraped forcefully, sending large clusters of orange-red sparks flying precisely onto a pile of pre-torn, dried coconut husks and dry leaves. A tiny flame quickly flared up, and in moments, it became a roaring campfire.

Lin Yan swiftly brought his knife down. The high-grade diving knife was incredibly sharp, instantly cleaving the lobster in two.

The translucent lobster meat was so plump it was almost overflowing, emitting a faint salty and sweet aroma of the sea.

He deftly skewered the lobsters with sharpened twigs and placed them steadily over the fire to roast slowly.

"It's a pity we don't have the premium butter to enhance the color." Lin Yan pulled out the packet of Soul Barbecue Seasoning and sprinkled it evenly over the lobster meat. "Due to limited resources, we can only have the Chinese-style barbecue version."

The high temperature causes the lobster meat to shrink rapidly, turning snow-white and firm. The hard shell is roasted until it is red and shiny, and the extremely rich lobster oil drips onto the fire, sizzling and mixing with the domineering aroma of cumin and chili, instantly spreading over the island.

Shen Qingqiu sat by the campfire, hugging his knees. His usually aloof eyes were now fixed on the lobsters on the grill, not even daring to blink.

"It's ripe."

Lin Yan blew on the steam rising from the meat and handed the half with the most meat and the best grilled portion to Shen Qingqiu.

Ignoring the heat, Shen Qingqiu tore off a large piece of snow-white shrimp meat with her fingers and put it in her mouth.

The first bite is the uniquely bouncy and firm texture of wild seafood, with a refreshing sweetness that hits you right in the head. Paired with the bold and flavorful barbecue seasoning, it instantly creates a carnival on your taste buds.

"It's... barely edible," Shen Qingqiu muttered stubbornly, but he tore off the second bite of meat faster than anyone else. The billionaire CEO, who was used to eating Michelin three-star meals, truly felt at this moment that this was the world's most exquisite delicacy.

"That's right. With my skills, I would have been a head chef in the imperial kitchen in ancient times." Lin Yan took a big bite of his own food and raised his eyebrows smugly.

The two sat casually on the white sand beach, watching the undulating blue sea before them, and munching on the oily grilled lobster in their hands.

There was no scheming or infighting outside, no endless noise; all you could hear was the white noise of the waves and the pleasant crackling of firewood.

After Shen Qingqiu finished eating, she naturally rested her head on Lin Yan's shoulder.

"Lin Yan, if we don't go back, how about we stay here and live like savages?" Shen Qingqiu looked at the sea, her voice unusually gentle.

Lin Yan followed her gaze to the distant horizon and chuckled softly, "Can you really let go of that 700 billion yuan business empire you built with your own hands?"

"Didn't you already pass the responsibility to me?" Shen Qingqiu retorted, his tone unusually languid. "Money is something you only need enough to get by. Things are actually quite good as they are now."

Lin Yan's lips curled up, and he was just about to say a couple of nasty things to tease her back.

Suddenly, his gaze froze on the edge of the clouds where the sea and sky met in the far distance.

There, a small black dot was moving slowly. Although the distance was extremely far and the roar of the rotors could not be heard at all, Lin Yan recognized it at a glance with his superb eyesight—it was the outline of a heavy search and rescue helicopter!

Further out on the sea below the helicopter, a white government vessel could be vaguely seen cutting through the waves, its search radar spinning wildly on its mast.

Lin Yan sighed inwardly and looked away.

He put his arm around Shen Qingqiu's shoulder and leaned down to kiss her forehead deeply.

"The idea of ​​becoming a savage is probably doomed." Lin Yan pointed to the small black dot in the distance. "It seems that Lao Liang's huge bounty of one hundred million has really attracted top bounty hunters."

Shen Qingqiu followed his finger and looked down, a hint of extreme helplessness flashing in her eyes.

In this highly developed internet age, completely escaping civilized society is harder than climbing to heaven.

But this brief escape to the deserted island was enough to prove their purest attachment to each other after setting aside all identities.

However, just when the couple thought the search and rescue team was about to pinpoint their target and their wilderness honeymoon was about to come to an end—

The helicopter, which was originally heading straight for this sea area, suddenly made a strange sharp turn in mid-air as if it were drunk, and accelerated directly in the opposite direction!

Clearly, the helicopter's radar or navigation equipment was interfered with by some unknown strong magnetic field on this deserted island, causing it to completely miss its target, which was right in front of it.

As Lin Yan watched the helicopter fly further and further away, the corner of his eye twitched violently twice.

"Well, the radar's broken." Lin Yan rubbed his chin, turned to look at Shen Qingqiu, and said with a hint of resigned mockery, "Boss Shen, it seems we'll have to film two more episodes of this desert island survival reality show."