368: Chapter 368 Song Ya is sick

Yang Xiongbing had his hands behind his back. "Waiting for death is not the style of the Yang Family, nor is it my style."

"A few days ago, we heard that broadcast spreading across the entire Deserted Island very clearly."

"Supernatural power, genetic modification, mutant serum. Ningcong, if we want to leave alive, we must figure out the secrets on the island."

"We must find the person who made the island-wide broadcast, or rather, find the force hidden behind the scenes."

Yang Ningcong understood.

They simply could not leave in a short time.

On this Deserted Island full of man-eating beasts and madmen, they had to fight to the death with a bunch of lunatics who mastered mutation technology.

He did not throw a tantrum and roll around like before; he knew these people had already done everything that could and should be done.

"I understand, Elder Yang." Yang Ningcong took two deep breaths, forcibly steadying his trembling legs, and stood up from the camp stool. "I will listen to all your arrangements."

Looking at Yang Ningcong's forced calmness, Yang Xiongbing nodded extremely lightly. This child had changed a lot.

"We have established a temporary camp at the landing point on the back of the island."

"Although the rescue ship was destroyed, several containers filled with supplies were washed ashore. There are enough canned goods, purified water, and weapons and ammunition there, and the terrain is safer than here."

"Let's return to the camp first and discuss things long-term."

Yang Ningcong nodded.

Yang Biao gave an order, "Collect all the usable firearms and ammunition here, and then return to the camp."

"Yes..."

Following Yang Biao's words, dozens of men in black quickly took action.

The entire team was quiet and efficient, without making a trace of excess noise.

Guarded in the middle by four elites, Yang Ningcong followed the team and walked towards the other side of the coastline.

...

Mid-mountain, the Karst Cave platform.

Su Qingxue stood in the shadows, watching the flashlight beams on the beach below gradually disappear at the edge of the woods.

With her back to everyone, her thin figure was somewhat swaying in the sea breeze.

Ever since the people of the Yang Family appeared until Yang Ningcong was taken away, Su Qingxue had been standing in that position without moving at all.

Lin Fan walked over and stopped two steps away from her.

"The people of the Yang Family have walked far away," Lin Fan spoke.

Su Qingxue did not look back; her gaze was still fixed on the direction of the woods.

What kind of person was Yang Ningcong? A good-for-nothing second-generation heir who only knew how to play with women and street race.

Yet the Yang Family could send dozens of elites, bringing sufficient firepower and medical equipment, to cross the ocean to find such a good-for-nothing.

Then what about her?

She, Su Qingxue, the current helmsman of Shengtang Group, worth tens of billions, controlled a massive business empire.

The financial resources and connections of the Su Family were more than three times stronger than those of the Yang Family.

If the Yang Family could find this island, there was no reason the Su Family couldn't find it.

However, the beach was empty. Aside from the corpses of those mercenaries, there wasn't even half a shadow of a Su Family member.

Su Qingxue bit her lower lip. Why?

Why didn't the people of the Su Family come?

Because she was a woman? Or because the Su Family didn't know where she was at all?

Xu Zhixia walked over, her footsteps stepping on the gravel and making a slight sound.

She leaned against the stone wall on the outer side of the platform, separated from Su Qingxue by half a step, facing the same pitch-black sea.

"The Yang Family could find this island. The Su Family's search and rescue system is three times larger than the Yang Family's."

Su Qingxue didn't answer. Xu Zhixia continued, "Perhaps the tsunami didn't bring the Su Family's people in."

"If it brought the Su Family's people, their late arrival can only mean that the search range hasn't narrowed down to this area yet."

"You don't need to analyze things for me." Su Qingxue's voice was muffled in the wind. "I'm not a three-year-old child."

Xu Zhixia didn't speak again.

She knew Su Qingxue's temperament; the more flustered she was inside, the tighter she would sew her mouth shut.

The more you comforted her, the more she felt that her inner self had been seen through by others, and she could leave you speechless with her words.

Silence lasted for a long time.

The waves beat against the reef below, one after another, with a gloomy rhythm.

"The Su Family will not give up on me."

Su Qingxue suddenly spoke, as if comforting herself.

She turned around, with her back to the sea, and the firelight illuminated her entire face.

Her eye sockets were red, but there were no tears.

Her lips were pressed into a line, her chin raised slightly. That arrogance carved into her bones had not been worn away even after being trapped on this man-eating island for several months.

Xu Zhixia nodded. "So you just need to wait."

Su Qingxue didn't speak again, sidestepped past Xu Zhixia, and walked towards the depths of the Karst Cave.

Walking to the entrance of the partition, she stopped again without turning her head.

"Thanks."

These two words were almost hummed out from her nose, the volume pressed extremely low, as if afraid of being heard by others.

The corners of Xu Zhixia's mouth twitched slightly, and she didn't respond.

Su Qingxue crawled back into the corner where she usually slept, with her back facing outward, wrapping herself into a thin blanket.

The Karst Cave quieted down.

...

The next day.

Lin Fan woke up earlier than everyone else for a change. He sat by the campfire and started a fire by himself. Then Xu Zhixia and Su Qingxue also got up one after another. Lin Fan's gaze swept across every corner of the Karst Cave.

According to usual routines, Song Ya was always the earliest to wake up in the Karst Cave.

She was used to getting up right as dawn broke, gathering the campfire back together so that everyone would have hot water to drink when they woke up.

Today, the sun had already shone into the cave, and she was still asleep without moving.

"Song Ya still isn't getting up."

"She was still sleeping when I came out. It might be due to the high mental stress these past few days," Su Qingxue replied.

Lin Fan stood up. Before he even got close, under the effect of his enhancement, he heard Song Ya's rapid breathing.

Something wasn't right.

He walked closer to take a look, and the body under the blanket was trembling slightly, shoulders shrugging up and down as if suffering from chills and shakes.

"Song Ya."

The sleeping person didn't react.

Lin Fan reached out and pulled away the blanket.

Song Ya was curled up like a shrimp, hugging her own arms with both hands, and her arms were covered in goosebumps.

Her cheeks were burning like they had been painted with a layer of red lacquer, her forehead was covered in fine sweat beads, and her damp hair stuck to her temples.

Her lips were chapped, and blood was already seeping from the crack in the middle.

"Song Ya." Lin Fan raised his volume...