However, in Lu Zhe's view, this was not a problem at all!
"Don't worry, even if you don't wipe, it won't affect your life. At most it will just stink a little!"
The four girls said together: "That would be horrible enough!"
Yes, in their eyes, not having toilet paper was far more terrible than not having fresh water or food!
Lu Zhe nodded calmly: "There are still solutions!"
Everyone asked together: "What solutions?"
"Actually, there are quite a few things that can replace toilet paper in the wild, clean wild peppermint leaves, bamboo leaves, uneaten coconut meat, fish meat..."
Tang Xiaoguo frowned and said: "How do you know all this?"
"Of course! I'm the man who has read ten thousand whys!"
Lu Zhe smiled faintly, inadvertently changing the topic: "By the way, I'm starving to death. Did you prepare anything to eat?"
Jiang Yao said: "Still small fish, shrimp, kelp, and scallops!"
"One more thing today!"
Lu Zhe picked two sweet potatoes from under the sweet potato seedlings: "Sweet potatoes! Although they are not big, they are an additional source of carbohydrates! Let's boil a couple to eat!"
Seeing the sweet potatoes, the girls were all pleasantly surprised, completely forgetting about the criticism meeting.
Ning Shu picked it up and took a look: "Wow, sweet potatoes! Where did you find them?"
"In the woods."
Tang Xiaoguo said: "We've been eating roasted coconuts and chili oil every day these days, I'm sick of it!"
Jiang Yao stretched her little neck to take a look, and said, "Aren't there still some left? Get a few more!"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "Sorry young ladies, the rest are needed to provide nutrients for the stems and leaves! Only when large-scale planting is done in the future can we eat sweet potatoes every day!"
Ning Shu nodded: "That would be great!"
Lin Qianqian said: "Let's eat half today and I'll make sweet potato porridge for everyone tomorrow with the rest!"
Tang Xiaoguo said: "Looking forward to it, looking forward to it!"
Lu Zhe said: "Lin Qianqian, you should eat more of this."
Jiang Yao frowned and said: "Hey, buddy, how come you only care about Lin Qianqian!"
Tang Xiaoguo said: "Right!"
Lu Zhe explained: "Because sweet potatoes have the effect of promoting bowel movements!"
With that one sentence, Lin Qianqian's little face immediately turned red!
Hearing what Lu Zhe said, the other girls also instantly understood and said "Oh!"
"That's right, nothing is more important than having a bowel movement!"
"Lin Qianqian, go for it!"
"Lin Qianqian, you can have my share of sweet potatoes!"
Ning Shu held Lin Qianqian's arm and asked caringly: "It's been three days already, right?"
Lin Qianqian nodded pitifully.
"Was it like this before too?"
Lin Qianqian shook her head.
"What's the reason..."
Lin Qianqian blushed and murmured in a mosquito-like voice: "Maybe...maybe...not used to going on the ground..."
The other three girls looked at each other and they all understood deeply!
Lu Zhe didn't feel like that at all. Digging a deeper pit solved everything, but it seemed like the girls couldn't do the same!
Suddenly, he came up with an idea.
Make a simple toilet seat!
It was a bit weird though.
People were surviving on a deserted island, basically putting all their energy into finding fresh water and food, yet I was making a simple toilet!
Too weird!
But on second thought, the four girls were different from him!
They were all more or less uncomfortable physically, not suitable for long squatting!
For them, a temporary toilet seat was indeed needed!
Of course, the most important thing was that this toilet seat didn't require too much effort to make, it was very simple!
After the four girls fell asleep one after another at night, Lu Zhe sneaked out of the shelter!
First he found some split log scraps, then tied them side by side with banana fiber ropes!
Two 40cm long and slightly thicker log sections were tied horizontally, about a dozen 20cm thinner ones were tied vertically at both ends of the two long sticks, leaving a gap of about 15cm in the middle without tying anything!
Thus, a seat board with a hollow middle was made!
Lu Zhe tried pulling it and it was very sturdy!
Then he twisted several thick ropes with banana fiber, lengthened them with sailor's knots, making two equally long ropes!
He then climbed up the hunched coconut tree, fixed one end of each rope to the trunk, jumped down again, and tied the other ends to the seat board!
Finally, he wrapped the seat board with a piece of old cloth, leaving only the 15cm square hole in the middle!
Thus, in just half an hour, a simple "toilet seat" was made!
Lu Zhe sat on it to test if it was stable, and the result was very satisfactory, this toilet seat was very sturdy!
Let's keep it a surprise for them for now!
The next morning, Tang Xiaoguo and Ning Shu, who were scheduled to go to the toilet, saw the weird thing and screamed as expected!
Their screams also woke up the other two girls!
"What's going on?"
"Did the rescue team come?"
Tang Xiaoguo yelled: "A swing, it's a swing!"
Ning Shu asked in surprise: "Lu Zhe, did you make this?!"
Lu Zhe yawned lazily and responded: "It is I who made this!"
"Buddy, why are you so bored that you made this thing?"
Tang Xiaoguo said: "Don't say that, Xiao Zhe made this of course for us to play with! We won't get bored at the camp anymore now! Huh, why is there a big hole in the middle?!"
Lu Zhe also crawled out of the shelter: "Although this thing looks a bit like a swing...it's actually not!"
Jiang Yao rubbed her eyes curiously and asked: "Then what is this? A nuclear reactor or a particle collider?"
Ning Shu nodded seriously and pondered: "Maybe it's a rocket launcher!"
The girls laughed out loud.
"Young ladies, stop guessing. Let me tell you, this is a toilet seat!"
Toilet...seat!
In an instant, all four girls were stunned!
Looking at the swing again, they felt weird all over!
Lin Qianqian murmured: "But no matter how you look at this, it's a swing..."
Lu Zhe felt it necessary to explain the usage: "Although it looks like a swing, it has all the functions of a toilet seat! Sitting on it relieves the pressure on your legs, and you can relieve yourself lightly and easily without getting tired from sitting too long!"
The four girls blinked, looking even more surprised than if they had seen a real particle collider and rocket launcher!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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?!

] [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!"

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.”