On the other side of the island, Lu Zhe and Jiang Yao sat in the shelter.
"Yao Yao, we have to sleep now to ensure we have enough energy to face the challenges tomorrow," said Lu Zhe.
Jiang Yao stroked her hair and said, "Is it finally time for just the two of us to sleep together?"
"Yao Yao, that sounds a bit strange," said Lu Zhe.
"Yeah, I think so too, but..." Jiang Yao blinked her big watery eyes at him and said seriously, "I'm quite sensitive to the cold and need a relatively warm embrace. Of course if you're unwilling, I absolutely won't force you. Even if I catch a cold or get sick, I won't blame you."
Lu Zhe sighed, "Every time in the past when you got me to buy you water and snacks, it was like this."
Jiang Yao immediately leaned on him, "Since you've agreed, you can hug me now. Of course, just hugging for now, because it still hurts a bit down there from when you took my first time... We can talk about doing anything more after I've recovered, okay?"
"I didn't agree to anything! And I wasn't thinking about doing anything like that in the first place!" Lu Zhe felt a little helpless. Sometimes, his conversations with Jiang Yao seemed to be on completely different wavelengths.
However, with the cold night air closing in, the best course of action was still for the two of them to huddle together and share body warmth.
"Yao Yao, we should be huddling together, but with the way you're acting right now, me and Xiao Xiao can't handle it," said Lu Zhe.
"In that case..." She took Lu Zhe's hand and placed it on her chest, "This is the biggest thing I can accept right now."
Lu Zhe knew that if he kept talking to Jiang Yao, who knows what else might happen.
"Uh... Okay, my little princess, let's get to sleep!"
"I know I seem a little impatient, but I understand how you feel right now," said Jiang Yao.
"Please be quiet!"
"Got it!"
Early next morning, Lu Zhe woke up from a pleasant dream, "Yao Yao..."
"I didn't expect that you brought insect-repelling herbs. If you'd taken them out earlier, I wouldn't have gotten three mosquito bites," said Jiang Yao.
"Herbs? There were mosquito repelling herbs in our pack?" A thought suddenly occurred to Lu Zhe. "What did you use them for?"
"I rubbed them on my face and body!"
"I see..." Lu Zhe sighed. Fortunately she hadn't eaten them like Tang Xiaoguo had.
"What should we do next?"
Lu Zhe looked across at the opposite shore. He took off his watch and handed it to Jiang Yao, "We need to split up tasks. Every five minutes, throw some pieces of wood and foam into the water to use as floats to calculate the time, location and trajectory as they get sucked into the whirlpool. I'm going to chop bamboo to make a bamboo raft."
"Got it!"
First Lu Zhe checked all the fresh water collection devices he had set up yesterday and obtained a small bottle of fresh water.
Then, holding a saw, he searched the woods for suitable bamboo.
Lu Zhe discovered that although there was bamboo here, the quantity was too small. There were only two or three full-grown bamboo, not enough to make a bamboo raft.
Moreover, there was an issue with the wire saw.
The rust had been worn away, greatly reducing its sharpness and durability. As expected, the reliability of improvised non-professional tools was too low. If he tried to cut wood with it now, it would probably break in no time.
He had to think of another method!
What else could increase buoyancy?
Bottles, foam!
Might as well use them all since he didn't need them for water.
But there was no way to make a raft shape.
After thinking for a while, Lu Zhe came up with a perfect idea!
He tied all the bamboo and wood pieces together with rope to form a 2 meter long, 0.6 meter diameter cylindrical bundle.
Jiang Yao frowned, "This raft is...very thick."
"Let's test the buoyancy of this crude bamboo raft by riding it," said Lu Zhe.
"But I'm not good at riding," replied Jiang Yao.
"Everything has a first time," said Lu Zhe.
Then, Lu Zhe pushed the cylindrical bamboo bundle raft into the shallow water, carried Jiang Yao onto it, and sat down behind her himself.
The bamboo raft held them up, though their knees were still submerged in the water.
"It looks...not bad."
"Mm..."
Then unexpectedly, the raft started spinning and both of them tipped over to the right at the same time!
With a splash, they both fell into the water.
Lu Zhe wiped the water off his face, "The buoyancy is decent, but the biggest problem with this thing is it rolls all over the place in the water."
Jiang Yao poured water out of her ears, "I think it's mischievous."
"Just needs some modifications," said Lu Zhe.
Lu Zhe then bound two pieces of wood horizontally to form wing-like flaps on two sides, and tied lots of foam onto the wings to increase stability.
He tested it again. This time there was no overturning.
He bound all the remaining bottles under the wooden bundle to increase buoyancy.
He tested again. Now only his ankles were submerged in the water. Lifting his feet slightly allowed them to clear the seawater completely.
And so, an airplane-shaped bamboo raft was completed.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"