Is this it?
The survival manual also says: Poisoned people who take five Shenjunqianzi can neutralize the toxins in the body, but there is a risk of diarrhea!
The survival requester weighs the decision.
In the wild, diarrhea is also extremely dangerous, but compared to snake venom, it can only be said to be the lesser of two evils!
"Guo'er, I suggest you eat five wild persimmons to neutralize the toxins that have entered your body!"
Tang Xiaoguo nodded, took one and chewed it for a while, the astringency almost made the little girl take off on the spot!
She spit it out immediately: "Wow, so sour and astringent!"
She didn't feel anything without eating this stuff, but when she ate it in her mouth, she felt very moved in her heart!
I didn't expect...
For Lu Zhe to save herself, he chewed such astringent food, it was unimaginable how he managed to persist!
But since he did it, how could she be timid?
Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoguo gritted her teeth and ate five wild persimmons.
The crisis was temporarily relieved!
Gained another potential point and added physical strength!
But this time, there were three weak girls in the camp!
The only one who can work is Ning Shu!
It seems that the survival challenge will be greater next!
Lin Qianqian asked, "Did you find anything?"
Lu Zhe gave a thumbs up behind him: "I didn't find anything at first, but after running into this snake, our dinner is settled!"
Lin Qianqian said worriedly: "But there are parasites in the wild snake body that can get sick after eating!"
"Don't worry too much about this!"
Lu Zhe said very surely: "The snake populations on the island are relatively isolated, and the possibility of being infected with parasites is not high, but just in case, we still have to make it thoroughly cooked!"
The three beauties looked at each other.
They all have a deep fear of eating slippery snake-like things!
Lin Qianqian: "By the way, we are not really going to eat it, are we!"
Ning Shu: "What Lu Zhe means is that if we can't find other food, we can only eat it!"
Tang Xiaoguo: "I pray to God that we can find other food!"
Lin Qianqian expected: "It would be great to catch a marlin or something, coconut crab would also be acceptable!"
Ning Shu: "How lucky is that, I don't ask for much, catching a wild rabbit and roasting it to eat would be best!"
Tang Xiaoguo was anxious: "Rabbits are so cute, how can you roast and eat them..."
"In this situation, stop worrying about the rabbit."
"But the smoked smell ruins the rabbit's originally delicious taste, which is the greatest disrespect to the rabbit!"
...
On Lu Zhe's side, although his casual pants were used to hold the snake, he was still wearing a normal sports shorts inside.
This is because he was wearing shorts when he got on the plane. The air conditioner on the plane was too cold, so he put on another pair of pants to take a nap.
He checked the surroundings of the woods again to make sure there were no other snakes before he felt at ease!
And just as Lu Zhe was checking the surroundings of the camp, Tang Xiaoguo covered her stomach with a frown, and the ominous feeling brought by the wild persimmon came unexpectedly!
Ning Shu noticed something wrong: "Guo'er, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing!" Guo'er barely squeezed out an awkward smile and said in a low voice, "Monitor, do you have any paper over there?"
Ning Shu understood immediately!
Miss Tang Xiaoguo had to go number two!
Lu Zhe had long seen Tang Xiaoguo's intention, in order not to embarrass her, he said, "I'll go around the beach to see if I can pick up any seafood!"
Then he walked to the beach alone.
It was high tide at this time.
Except for some thumbnail-sized hermit crabs, there was no seafood to be found on the beach!
Lu Zhe picked up one and took a look. This stuff would be fine if it was bigger, but one so small had little meat and not enough calories to digest it!
He wanted to find a sharp stone or oyster shell to sharpen into a knife, but after looking for a long time he still couldn't find a suitable stone!
Sure enough, real survival was simply not as easy as those so-called survival experts on Douyin and Kuaishou made it look!
But in the end he still discovered a useful resource!
A large piece of kelp that had drifted in with the waves!
This stuff is rich in vitamins and carbohydrates and can be eaten, but because this piece of kelp is too tough, eating it directly could put a strain on the stomach!
But it was better to have something than nothing!
He rolled up the kelp and put it in a plastic bag!
The system prompt, obtained the source of carbohydrates, and got another potential point!
When he got back to camp, it wasn't empty-handed!
Tang Xiaoguo seemed to have already completed her first toilet feat, but judging by her frowning little eyebrows and indescribable expression, it didn't seem to have gone smoothly!

] [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!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

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.”