15: A Victoria's Secret show in the jungle!

"Fifty jin KPI for everyone! No boarding the ship until your quota is met!"

Chen Du sat on a high container, legs crossed.

He gnawed on a juicy mutated pear while directing the scene.

"Tang Ran, you're strong, go push the cart! Don't be lazy, show off your Herculean arm!"

"Li Yaozhi, stop using your divination to figure out which fruit is sweet! Pick all of them! We're stocking up, not having a beauty contest!"

"Hey, An Nuonuo! Stop flying! Use the airflow to bring down the jackfruits from the treetops! Be careful not to hit anyone, getting hit by one of those could kill you!"

Thus, an extremely surreal scene unfolded at Warm Farm.

Over thirty hot and scantily clad campus beauties all became manual laborers.

They carried half-human-tall giant baskets, shuttling through the ruins.

Sweat dripped down their delicate faces, dampening the already sparse fabric.

Their fair skin was stained with mud, yet it exuded a wild beauty.

Tang Ran pushed a handcart full of fruit, grumbling, "Chen Du, you old miser! I'm going to hang you on a lamppost when we get back!"

Despite their complaints, everyone moved swiftly.

Watching the baskets of golden supplies being transported to the dock filled them with a sense of security.

As long as these were loaded onto the ship, they could at least survive for two weeks!

"Chen Du, something's not right here!"

Xia Xin, who was responsible for outer perimeter alert, suddenly shouted.

She stood behind a patch of bushes, holding a slingshot made by Xia Lai.

As a [Marksman], her dynamic vision was several times that of an ordinary person.

Chen Du tossed the pear core, jumped off the container, and walked over: "What's happening?"

Xia Xin didn't speak, just pointed to the soil at the base of a tree.

There, several white bones were exposed.

At first glance, they were no different from the dried corpses they had seen before.

Wasn't death a normal occurrence on this island?

Xia Xin squatted down and used a branch to clear away the rotten mud covering the bones.

"Look at the cut."

Chen Du narrowed his eyes.

It was a human thigh bone.

But this bone wasn't bitten off by a wild beast, nor did it naturally rot and break.

Its fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

As if it had been cut in two by an extremely sharp laser or blade!

It wasn't just this one; several others were scattered around.

Some had neatly severed ribs, others had skulls pierced by sharp objects... the cuts were terrifyingly smooth.

"Crabs didn't do this," Xia Xin said faintly. "Crabs use pincers, the breaks would be shattered."

"This kind of wound..." She looked up, her eyes filled with horror, "It's man-made, and by a master with a knife."

Chen Du squatted down.

His fingers gently traced the smooth cut surface of the bone, and his heart tightened.

This was the Heavenly Dao Logistics Department's breeding ground.

If those cured meats hanging from the trees were fertilizer.

Then what were these human-slaughtered, abandoned remains in the wilderness?

Invaders?

Or... the previous batch of disobedient caretakers?

Chen Du narrowed his eyes, rubbing his fingertips over the severed bone.

Either possibility meant danger lurking in the orchard.

"Everyone be careful! This place isn't as safe as it looks."

The girls were scared pale by the sudden warning, and the cheerful picking came to a halt.

"What's wrong? Are there more of those human-faced crabs?" An Nuonuo asked cautiously.

Chen Du didn't waste words, picking up the severed bone and showing it to everyone: "Look closely, the cut on this bone is smooth."

"This wasn't done by a beast. Besides us, there must be something else hidden on the island."

"Xia, your eyesight is good, keep an eye on the perimeter." Chen Du turned to Xia Xin, "We'll take turns on alert!"

"Understood." Xia Xin pulled back her slingshot, cautiously disappearing into the shadows.

Under the threat of death, these pampered campus beauties moved much faster.

When the last basket of mutated pineapples was piled onto the dock, everyone was exhausted.

Sweat mixed with fruit juice, sticking their remaining underwear to their bodies.

It felt like being thrown into syrup and marinated for three days and three nights, which was worse than killing them.

"So sticky... I'm going crazy, I want to shower..."

"I'm itching all over! This fruit juice dries like glue, I can't even peel it off!"

An Nuonuo lay sprawled on the grass like a broken cat.

The black cloth covering her modesty was already soaked and clung tightly to her body.

Chen Du sat on a high rock, his gaze seemingly on alert, but in reality, scanning the "magnificent landscape" before him like a radar.

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

The reeds ahead suddenly parted.

Xia Mo, who was scouting ahead, emerged, her dissipating ice blade still emitting cold air.

"Ahead, there's water."

Xia Mo succinctly pointed behind her, "A live spring lake, very clean."

As soon as these words were uttered, the whole place erupted!

"Water?! Can we shower?"

"Goddess Xia Mo, I love you! You are my god!"

The girls shrieked and rushed towards the reeds!

Their momentum was as if a Hermès counter was laid out before them.

Even the crows in the trees were scared away by the high-decibel sound waves.

"Wait," Chen Du said lazily.

"What will you wear after washing? Planning to all run around naked?"

Only then did everyone remember that their clothes had been taken by this unscrupulous captain for Sacrifice!

"I have a solution."

Among the crowd, Xia Lai tossed the half-eaten mango pit she had just finished and walked to a banana tree.

"The leaves here are very tough, and they naturally have a waxy waterproof layer."

Xia Lai said, her hands moving like a blur.

Tear—

The leaves were neatly torn open.

Blue light flickered at her fingertips, and vines threaded through like needle and thread.

In less than a minute, a grass skirt three-piece set, full of primitive wild charm, was made.

"Although it's not as sexy as lace, it's breathable, eco-friendly, and covers modesty."

Xia Lai held the finished product against herself, a smile playing on her lips, "How is it? Amazonian Female Warrior limited edition skin."

"Second Sister, awesome!" Tang Ran's eyes widened.

The emerald green leaves paired with fair skin had several magnitudes more lethality than a complete set of lingerie!

...Ten minutes later.

The lake behind the reeds had turned into a pink Shura Field.

The clear lake water was churned, splashing countless waves.

Without the Restraint of clothes, the girls completely let loose.

The discarded bras and panties were hung on branches to air dry.

It must be said, Xia Lai's design was simply genius.

Large leaves wrapped around their waists, revealing glimpses of their fair thighs as they moved.

The upper body was a bandeau cleverly secured with two leaves.

Not only did it fail to conceal their proud curves, but the compression from the leaves created even more exaggerated cleavage.

"Ah! Tang Ran, don't splash me! I'm a mage, I don't fight melee!"

An Nuonuo splashed in the water.

She was short, and the water reached above her chest.

Tang Ran was very mischievous, taking advantage of her long limbs to frantically splash water on the little loli.

She laughed heartily, watching An Nuonuo flail in the water like a startled duckling.

Li Yaozhi untied her hair elastic, and her cascading long hair spread over her smooth back.

She stood in the waist-deep water, cupping clear lake water in her hands and pouring it over her neck.

Water droplets slid down her collarbone, disappearing into the depths of the emerald leaves.

This scene.

Both cool and alluring, like a jungle fairy stepping out of a myth.