What can be considered a 'power' should not be as simple as a few people, or a dozen people.
[There are a lot of people, and the staff is very mixed.]
[There are aboriginal people who have been living here for many, many years, and have taken root in the Island generation after generation. There are tourists from various countries like you who have accidentally wandered here, and there are also some desperadoes who have come with a purpose.]
"..." Su Qiao had a cold face.
So cruel?
I thought it was an ordinary the Island.
[Oh, by the way, there is a situation you need to know about.]
[This island is not the Island in the ordinary sense. There is a layer of Spatial Wall between it and the outside world. It can only be connected in a short time at a specific time and in a specific direction.]
"..." Su Qiao didn't know what to say anymore.
Only in and out...
Could it be that the sea area where their ship crashed was the legendary and mysterious sea of death?
"You mean, it's almost impossible to leave here?"
Su Qiao turned back and took a look at the bottomless forest, which looked like a giant beast with a big mouth.
Does she want to live here until she dies?
How is that different from her previous life imprisoned in the mountains and forests by Old Poison Ghost?
Looking ahead on the beach, those people are fighting for their luggage...
Oh, there is still a difference.
At least there are a lot of people here for her to have fun with.
[It's very difficult. Otherwise, your dad, a professor of physics, wouldn't have been able to leave here after studying it for so many years.]
[There are people of all identities on this island. Don't be too careless. You should pay attention to the group of people who have always been against your father.]
444 was afraid that she would be careless, so he couldn't help but warn her again like an old lady.
Su Qiao blinked. "Are you referring to the group whose leader is named Old K?"
In the last life, the clone knew that he was sold to Old K's group by An Ya, so he fell off the sea cliff while escaping.
On this island, there are many men and few women, and they can't get out. In order to vent their suppressed emotions and to continue their descendants, several men often share one woman.
On this island, women are products of catharsis and tools for reproduction.
[Yes.]
Thinking of what happened in the previous life, Su Qiao narrowed his eyes, and a trace of strong anger burst out from his eyes:
"Don't worry, if they dare to provoke me this time, I will make them regret being born in this world."
As if she remembered something, she looked a little anxious. "By the way, where is he?"
444 was stunned and quickly understood who Su Qiao was referring to.
Thinking of the man's situation, it hesitated a little and didn't know what to say.
Seeing that 444 remained silent for a long time, Su Qiao felt nervous. "What's wrong? Are you injured again? Is it serious?"
444 hesitated for a while and decided to tell the truth.
[Great Demon King is behind the rocks on the right. He was indeed injured. He...&%@*%@&...]
444 originally wanted to tell Su Qiao about the strangeness of Ji Hanfeng, but found that as long as he had this thought, his system would go into chaos and he would not be able to make a sound.
It was also very panicked for a moment.
What's going on?
Is there something wrong with the data system?
But after checking it carefully twice, it found nothing.
Everything is fine with the data system.
Su Qiao was focused on the injured man and didn't notice anything strange about it.
Dragging my slightly aching legs, I slowly approached the rocks pointed by Xiaosi.
"Is it over here?"
Before Xiaosi could reply, she had already spotted the handsome boy sitting stupidly behind the rocks.
She had fair skin and short curly brown hair that was blown by the sea breeze, revealing her delicate and beautiful face that looked as if it had been kissed by God.
A simple white shirt and light blue jeans made him look like a landscape painting.
Su Qiao stopped.
The man in this life looks really...
As beautiful as a porcelain doll.
I feel a bit unable to let go.