July 10th, 31st day stranded on the deserted island. A full month had passed.
Two baskets were woven from bamboo and had just been completed. The week-long torrential rain had finally stopped.
Although moisture still lingered in the air, it was refreshing and crisp, as if my soul had been cleansed.
Grandpa Sun, who had taken a week off, finally came out to clock in, painting a beautiful rainbow across the island's sky!
"Wow, what a smooth rainbow!"
"First time seeing such a beautiful rainbow!"
"Click!"
Ning Shu took a picture of the beautiful scene with her phone.
"Come come, the cave opening has been widened. Let's take some photos together at the entrance. My phone has 512GB memory, definitely enough storage. If we get rescued, these will be our most precious memories!"
"Taking photos is fine, but can you turn off the shutter sound to save some battery?"
Ning Shu made an "OK" gesture and fiddled with her phone, "Done!"
"Come, Lu Zhe, take one with me!"
Jiang Yao pursed her lips, pulled Lu Zhe to the cave entrance, and placed her hand on his shoulder. She cracked a faint smile and suddenly threw her body back. Lu Zhe instinctively caught her!
Having been dance partners at the studio for some time, they were familiar with the move and posed elegantly.
Ning Shu frowned, snapped a photo, "Next person!"
Jiang Yao pouted, "A few more shots!"
"Oh no, not much battery left. Next person, next!"
Tang Xiaoguo trotted over, "Come, brother Zhe, lift me up high!"
"Why?"
"Why?! Come on, lift me up quick!"
As she spoke, she hugged one of Lu Zhe's arms and jumped. Fearing she would fall straight to the ground, Lu Zhe caught her with his other arm.
Being light, Tang Xiaoguo easily landed on Lu Zhe's shoulders with his help. She winked playfully and made a triumphant yeah gesture!
Another photo taken.
Ning Shu had her hands on her hips, utterly helpless, "Hey, can't you guys pose normally? You're at the cave entrance, it's meters high. What if you fall? If you don't care about Lu Zhe, at least I do! Next!"
Lin Qianqian ran over, "My turn, my turn! Lu Zhe, let's take a survival themed shot!"
Lu Zhe realized he was purely being used as a prop for their photos.
But Qianqian's idea was commendable, "Look at Qianqian. She is our class chair after all. Always thinking of survival even when taking photos. Go ahead, tell me how you want to recreate the survival scene."
"Hmm..."
Lin Qianqian tilted her little head, pondering for a bit. She held out her finger to Lu Zhe, then took his hand in hers.
"What...are you doing?"
"We suck the salt from each other's fingers!"
"Huh?"
He thought she would be the most normal one, but instead the strangest!
But looking at Lin Qianqian's tender little hand held out, refusing such an innocent girl would be a sin!
He reluctantly played along.
The two made the bizarre motion of sucking salt from each other's fingers.
"Sister Bing, you should be in one too!"
"Okay, Lu Zhe, have you seen the movie The Seventh Grade Civil Servant?"
"I've seen the movie version..."
"Let's recreate a movie still!"
"Oh, now that you mention it, Sister Bing looks quite like the actress Kong Hyo-jin!"
"Nonsense, Sister Bing is way prettier than her!"
"Lu Zhe, match Sister Bing in aura, ok?"
Finally, it was Ning Shu's turn. She passed her phone to Shen Bing, "Sister Bing, please help."
But when she got to Lu Zhe, she became hesitant.
How should she pose?
Seeing her hesitation, Lu Zhe took two steps back, "Why not take a solo shot?"
"No, come back here!"
Ning Shu grabbed Lu Zhe's arm and pulled him back. She thought for a bit, "You've carried Xiaoguo..."
"That was over my shoulder..."
"And you've held Qianqian and Yao Yao too..."
"That was to save them!"
"Also Sister Bing, you've carried her as well!"
Shen Bing was surprised, "How did Xiao Ning know?"
Lin Qianqian whispered, "Lu Zhe carried you out of the jungle...you were like a little kid..."
"Come to think of it, you've never carried me!"
Lu Zhe thought about it, she was right!
"Then...carry me for a shot!"
"How should I carry you?"
"Princess style, of course!"
As she spoke, Ning Shu leapt towards Lu Zhe.
But it seemed she didn't quite understand how to jump for the guy to catch her comfortably. Instead, she instinctively unleashed her long jump skills, soaring far too high. Fearing she would leap right over him, Lu Zhe quickly caught her by the waist. Her skirt fluttered up with a familiar sight.
Oh no!
Great timing to meet little bear again?
But no!
No little bear!
Little bear should have been guarding the entrance!
After Ning Shu's period had ended, she thoroughly washed her underwear with detergent twice.
She planned to wash them squeaky clean before wearing them again. For now she could only wear skirts.
Strange but no other way about it.
Couldn't risk dubious fabrics down there either.
So it was excusable.
Even Lu Zhe panicked in that instant.
Dodging the class leader meant dropping her, but not dodging...
Before he could react further, Ning Shu turned ghastly pale. Then a violent blush rushed from her cheeks down to her neck!
"Get her off my face quick!"
He could feel the clearer sensation of lips moving!
Jiang Yao and Lin Qianqian quickly carried Ning Shu off while Lu Zhe sat up rubbing his nose. Felt like it would start gushing any moment.
"Sor...sorry..." Ning Shu looked up to see Jiang Yao and Tang Xiaoguo fuming with anger.
"I knew our class leader was the real master!"
"To think she'd use this method, who could've imagined?"
"Could've easily hurt Lu Zhe..."
Ning Shu quickly clarified in panic, "Accident...pure accident!"
Then she saw Shen Bing had put the phone down.
"Sister Bing, you didn't record all that did you?"
Shen Bing sighed and returned Ning Shu her phone...
Ning Shu scrolled through in shock!
Why were there burst shots of her leaping into the guy's face?!
She wanted to delete them but hesitated for a moment.
She didn't, just hid them in a spot not easily found by others.
Sniffling apologetically, "You alright, Lu Zhe?"
"How could I be alright? You nearly smothered me!"
"Sorry, got overexcited just now..."
"You dirtied my nose..."
Ning Shu hurried to wipe Lu Zhe's nose.
"Our class leader really is the most covert flirt!"
"Our skills are too shallow compared to her."
"Oh stop it, I'm dying from embarrassment!" After wiping his nose, she hurriedly put little bear back on and went into the cave, wary of further accidents happening.
They took a few more photos before the screen blacked out to preserve battery.
Ning Shu wanted to scroll through the shots but the ground was still damp and muddy from the rain, littered with broken banana and palm leaves.
Lu Zhe rubbed the soil between his fingers.
An idea crossed his mind, the clay was suitable for making pottery.
Should he make more containers to store collected rainwater?
Rather than that, why not dig a small reservoir to collect rain instead?

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.”

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

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!

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!