On September 25th, Sunday, it was the 110th day of being stranded on a deserted island.
In his sleep, Lu Zhe felt a suffocating sensation and reached out to touch his neck, only to find a delicate little foot resting on it.
"Guo'er, aren't you annoying..." he murmured.
The little girl rubbed her eyes and complained with a hint of grievance, "Why are you talking about me so early in the morning..."
"I almost got killed by you, you know?"
Lu Zhe felt helpless. Every day, he would wake up to find someone's foot on him, and it took a while to distinguish whose it was by some subtle details.
Then came the lazy voice of Bing Jie, "You still have the nerve to mention Guo'er. My leg is numb from you..."
Lu Zhe touched under his neck and indeed felt something smooth and soft, like a good pillow.
"Hey, can both boys and girls show some restraint!"
"Everyone's awake!"
"Hmm? It's not even bright outside yet. Let this young lady sleep a little longer!"
"Get up, it's already 8 a.m."
The six companions woke up in the crowded little stone house.
Opening the crude cave door, it still looked like evening outside.
The rain was still falling, though the thunder had stopped.
Although the intensity of the storm was not as strong as in the first few days, the sky was still covered with dark clouds. The intermittent rain, big or small, seemed unpredictable like menopause.
Even during the day, the sun could not be seen for more than a few hours, making people feel somewhat depressed.
Jiang Yao yawned and looked outside, saying, "It's supposed to be a tropical climate, but it feels like the polar night."
Lu Zhe also looked at the sky and pondered, "Maybe the cold air from the north has come south and gathered here!"
"Is that a good thing?"
"If we consider it a good thing..." Lu Zhe thought for a moment. "Then it means our motherland will be spared from floods!"
Shen Bing said, "That would indeed be a good thing. We endure some hardships and suffer a bit, but it's worth it if the people of our motherland are safe. If only we had known, the El Niño in Southeast Asia 24 years ago really caused us a lot of trouble!"
Qian Qian said, "Fortunately, we found a box of candles. I didn't expect candles to provide us with warmth and light!"
Jiang Yao said, "Isn't that the job of candles?"
Ning Shu took a bamboo tube filled with rainwater and prepared to brush her teeth. "I say, what are our plans for today? Are we going to keep exploring or just sit here all day watching the rain?"
Lu Zhe thought for a moment and said, "I need to continue excavating the stone cave and quickly provide us with a sturdy and stable shelter. During this time, I'll need someone to help me dispose of the debris."
Shen Bing said, "I'll help you!"
Jiang Yao asked, "What can we do to help?"
"It has been proven that having too many people makes things more complicated. Ice Jie is enough."
"What about us then?"
"We can't make charcoal, and we can't make pottery... If only we had the game 'Hero Kill' or 'Werewolf Kill,' or even a game of Mahjong!"
"Don't even mention that. Now, even if we had a deck of playing cards or a game of Ludo, I would be grateful!"
"Can we play Gā Lā Hā?"
"We're tired of that..."
Lu Zhe also knew that in wilderness life, after solving the problem of food and shelter, they had to think of some positive and uplifting entertainment, otherwise, they would always tend to think of pessimistic things.
"You guys are just talking. Have you considered actually doing something?"
Several girls looked at each other. "Yeah, we can do something fun!"
Ning Shu got excited. "Hmm, each of us can come up with a game idea that is feasible and practical. Then we can vote for the most anticipated one and make it together! Let me go first..."
Ning Shu thought for a moment. "We can make a wire saw using copper wire and cut bamboo pieces to make a set of mahjong tiles!"
Jiang Yao pondered, "It's quite troublesome to have a uniform size for 108 tiles..."
Tang Xiaoguo nodded, "That makes sense."
Jiang Yao thought for a moment and said, "How about using leaves to make playing cards or play the game 'Werewolf'?"
Ning Shu contemplated, "They say no two leaves in the world are the same, so it would be easy to spot the duplicates, right?"
Tang Xiaoguo added, "And they would be too fragile."
"What do you suggest then?"
Lin Qianqian thought for a moment, "How about making a 'Flying Chess' game? The board is easy to draw, and the game pieces are easy to make..."
Jiang Yao pondered, "It's easy to make, but the playability is not that high."
Lin Qianqian asked, "Does anyone want to play 'Flying Chess'?"
The girls looked at each other.
"It's not impossible..."
"Just not that exciting!"
"Then, Xiaoguo, what's your idea?"
"I was thinking..." Tang Xiaoguo's eyes darted around, then she suddenly smiled, "I've got it!"
"Tell us!"
"We have two crocodiles, right..."
"And then?"
"We can charge our phones and play 'Honor of Kings'! Each person gets one!"
The girls were a bit dumbfounded.
"But there's no internet here."
"Can't we play offline..."
"If we really play like that, the crocodiles here won't last long."
...
The girls chatted for a while and finally decided to make a Monopoly board game!
Drawing from memory, Lin Qianqian used a curtain torn from the plane as the game board.
Ning Shu prepared two different types of leaves, one for chance cards and the other for different denominations of money.
Jiang Yao ground a square stone and carved numbers on it as a dice.
Tang Xiaoguo picked up stones and drew symbols to differentiate between occupied and moving game pieces.
It seemed a bit troublesome, but each step wasn't too difficult.
Of course, it couldn't be as perfect as a computer game, but it wasn't any worse than the boxed Monopoly games on the market.
Seeing the girls once again filled with enthusiasm for life, Shen Bing felt gratified.
Looking at Lu Zhe, who was focused and serious, she liked him more and more!
She had a feeling!
Even if she returned to her original world, she would never fall in love with another man!
She really wanted to have a child with him, so that they would have an unbreakable bond...
Lost in her thoughts, Shen Bing unconsciously revealed a sweet smile.
She took a clean handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off Lu Zhe's forehead, completely ignoring the fact that she was sweating profusely herself.
And at this moment, Lu Zhe was reminded by Tang Xiaoguo's words!
Indeed, they could try charging once!
Play Honor of Kings?
Of course not!
Lu Zhe had noticed that among all the supplies obtained from the plane's cargo hold, there was a very, very advanced drone!
A highly sophisticated drone.
It comes with a cabin capable of carrying a load of twenty kilograms, a visual camera, and a control stick with a display screen. For a clearer view, it can also be connected to a mobile phone via Bluetooth.
There are also four searchlights.
And as clearly stated in the manual, it can carry pesticides for spraying, perform aerial photography tasks, deliver supplies, and even operate in the rain!
If the drone's battery is fully charged, it could potentially capture the entire condition of the island through aerial photography.
Where there are cows, where there are sheep, where there are wild chickens...
Even if it can't take off, the camera still serves a purpose!
It can monitor the conditions at the bottom of a volcano and see who exactly the intruder tearing through the protective net is!
And even if the camera cannot be used, the searchlights can provide illumination in a cave.
Therefore, Ger's most unreliable idea may actually point to the most suitable survival direction.

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."

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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.”