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!
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!
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.”
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
