Shen Bing looked around and said, "Lu Zhe, this should be a dormant volcano. The vegetation here is too lush - it couldn't have grown to this extent in just a few decades."
Lu Zhe put Qianqian down on a relatively clean rock and said, "The abundance and diversity of species and vegetation here exceeds the general comprehension. The key is that at the bottom of this crater-like volcano, the vegetation is growing so vigorously."
Shen Bing looked up towards the top and said, "The volcano's crater looks less than 200 meters from the bottom, but from the outside the volcano is at least 300 meters high. So the bottom of the volcano must be quite elevated, definitely higher than our campsite."
Lu Zhe smiled and said, "You're right! Looking at the volcano's cross-section, the bottom diameter and the side wall height are about the same. So when the sun's angle is between 45 and 135 degrees from the ground, the vegetation at the bottom can still get direct sunlight."
Lin Qianqian took out a notebook from her plastic bag and calculated, "Assuming the volcano sidewall height equals the diameter, and the east-west line is the diameter, any point on that diameter making a 45 degree angle with the crater means a quarter of 180 degrees.
And we're not far from the equator, so day and night lengths are about equal - a quarter of 12 hours is 3 hours. So the bottom only gets 3 hours of direct sunlight along the diameter, and even less elsewhere, with no direct sunlight in the southern and northern corners!"
Lu Zhe nodded, "You're right. Looking at how lush the vegetation is, it's clearest along the east-west diameter line. The south-north corners are also flourishing but mostly shaded plants."
Seeing Lu Zhe's somber expression, Shen Bing said regretfully, "But three hours of sunlight is still too little."
"More than just direct sunlight," Lu Zhe contemplated.
"The vegetation couldn't be so thriving with just direct sunlight. They likely rely more on indirect sunlight."
Shen Bing and Qianqian looked at each other puzzled, "Indirect sunlight?"
Lu Zhe looked up and said, "Remember the Ming dynasty writer Gu You's Xiangjuexuanji? He made four windows facing south to let sunlight in, with the wall reflecting light to brighten the room.
Qianqian said, "I remember."
Shen Bing smiled wryly, "Just vaguely."
"He opened north-facing windows but couldn't get southern sun, so he built a wall by the window to reflect light and brighten the room."
Shen Bing nodded, "True, it's past four now, yet not as dark as imagined."
Lu Zhe pointed at the inner volcano walls, "These are about 90 degrees vertical to the ground. Bird droppings can't adhere to these walls, any soil gets washed away by rain, keeping the rock exposed.
The smooth volcanic rock contains high silicon dioxide and rock crystals, reflecting some weakened sunlight and better suiting temperate fruits."
"Great!" Qianqian happily exclaimed, "But can this light enable photosynthesis?"
"Any light with blue, purple and red can promote photosynthesis, whether it's reflected, refracted or diffracted!"
Shen Bing said, "I know, the fruits and vegetables in greenhouses back home use LEDs to supplement light when lacking sunlight to increase yield."
Qianqian happily said, "That's great, we can plant fruit seeds here! When do we start?"
Lu Zhe sighed, "Not that easy! Even if soil and sunlight issues are solved, some tougher problems remain."
"What problems?"
"Firstly, monsoons - I don't know if drainage exists here. With none, the seven days of heavy rain will likely flood this place.
Secondly, with quick drainage, how do we channel water here from the sulfur springs in droughts, certainly not by bottles.
Thirdly, clearing land - the optimal planting line is the east-west diameter, but with such tall and short trees, impossible to clear land with our tools.
And fourthly, the birds provide ample fertilizer but also like eating fruits - our watermelons and strawberries would likely suffer pest damage halfway through growing."
Shen Bing nodded, understanding each issue Lu Zhe raised was a realistic problem. Without resolving them, much time and effort would be futile.
But she believed Lu Zhe could find reliable solutions in their survival days ahead.
Lu Zhe had wanted to go down to the volcano bottom but seeing the time, the sun would soon set - staying would mean spending the night there.
"Let's head back, the captain and others will worry if we're late. We can come back another day," he said.
"Okay, I'm hungry too!"
Lu Zhe carried Qianqian again as the three entered the cave to return to camp.
But upon reaching the pool, Qianqian suddenly jumped and yelled, "So hot!"
Lu Zhe noticed too - the pool temperature had risen markedly.
Previously around 40 degrees Celsius, now nearing 50 degrees at night!
Just a 10 degree difference, but Lu Zhe could barely stand it, let alone Shen Bing and Qianqian swimming through that channel.
"Why did the temperature rise so much!"
"Too hot to even soak feet!"
"Could it be...increased volcanic activity?"
Lu Zhe contemplated, "Two possibilities! One is increased volcanic activity. The other is different currents or magma flows causing varying effects at different times - see how not just temperature rose, but water levels are much higher."
Shen Bing nodded, "You mean cold currents flow below the island during the day, and warm currents at night, interacting differently with the magma."
Lu Zhe nodded, "That's the idea, though it's still conjecture! To prove it, we'd have to see if temperatures revert in the day. Otherwise..."
He trailed off grimly, "It may really be increased volcanic activity."
Qianqian worriedly asked, "What do we do now!"
Lu Zhe considered, "What can we do? Just stay here overnight, we'll think of getting back tomorrow."
"In the cave?"
Lu Zhe weighed options, "Yes, though difficult, at least it's warm in the cave. Let's wash our feet first and rest by the poolside - treat it as a hot sauna!"
Shen Bing nodded, "It's the only way for now."

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.”

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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?!

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!