89: Chapter 89 Lin Fan is back

"Take it easy, supplies are limited."

Zhang Tao glanced at him this time.

That look was very subtle.

It wasn't fear, nor was it gratitude, but rather the grievance of being bossed around and feeling unhappy about it yet not daring to fall out.

"Zhou Kai, the supplies are here anyway... Who knows if Lin Fan can even come back... What's wrong with me eating a couple more bites?"

Zhang Tao's hands didn't stop. He poured the biscuit crumbs into his mouth, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and gulped down half of it.

Zhou Kai didn't speak again.

He stared at Zhang Tao for two seconds, then looked away.

The more you managed a person like this, the more rebellious he became; he might just fall out with you right now.

The most urgent task wasn't to argue with Zhang Tao, but to figure out how to survive next.

Zhou Kai took a deep breath.

"Zhang Tao, the two of us are grasshoppers on the same rope now."

Zhang Tao's hand movements slowed down slightly.

"If you die, I can't guard this alone. If I die, you can't guard it alone either, understand?"

Zhang Tao looked at him blankly, with half a biscuit still stuffed in his mouth.

"Stop fucking just eating." Zhou Kai stood up, grabbed a thick wooden stick, and poked the fire that was about to go out. "That bunch down below could come back up at any time. Tonight, I'll keep watch for the first half of the night, and you'll keep watch for the second half. Whoever sleeps like a dead log, both of us are finished together."

Zhang Tao vaguely grunted an "Mn" twice, not knowing whether he listened or not.

Zhou Kai couldn't be bothered to waste any more breath.

He picked up the mineral water and took another sip.

Suddenly, movement came from the slope below. Zhou Kai stood up abruptly, his gaze instantly turning sharp.

Coming so fast?

He didn't even have time to call Zhang Tao, who was still eating crazily. He directly strode to the edge of the cliff, lifted the heaviest stone with both hands, and raised it high above his head.

If they were a step slower and let those people sneak up, the two of them definitely wouldn't live to see tonight.

Zhou Kai's muscles tensed up, and he held his breath.

As long as the people below dared to show their heads, this stone would smash open their skulls.

His gaze crossed the edge of the platform and projected downward.

In the middle section of the slope, a figure was walking up unhurriedly.

That person had a bulging large woven bag slung over his left shoulder, and carried another slightly smaller bag in his right hand.

Zhou Kai was stunned.

The stone held high stopped in mid-air.

It wasn't Wang Qiang, nor was it Chen Jian.

It was Lin Fan.

At that instant, his tightly strung nerves abruptly snapped.

An indescribable sense of relief welled up in his heart.

Just a minute ago, he was still worried about Zhang Tao stabbing him in the back, worried about the people below attacking en masse, and worried that he would spend tonight in fear and exhaustion.

Now, all worries vanished like smoke in thin air.

Lin Fan was alive.

Lin Fan was back.

Zhou Kai took a deep breath and placed the stone in his hand at his feet.

He watched the figure walking closer and closer, and an extremely clear realization suddenly popped into his mind.

Civilized society needed laws to maintain its operation.

And this man-eating Deserted Island likewise needed rules.

Even more so, it needed a tyrant who could absolutely crush everyone and make the rules take effect.

Without Lin Fan, this place was a beast's gladiatorial arena, and he would be torn to pieces by people.

With Lin Fan, he, Zhou Kai, at least knew what to do to survive until tomorrow.

Zhou Kai quickly walked down the slope.

"Brother Fan."

He stopped halfway up the slope, took the initiative to reach out, and took the woven bag from Lin Fan's right hand.

It was extremely heavy in hand.

Zhou Kai was inwardly shocked; judging by the feel, it was filled entirely with food.

Lin Fan glanced at him, didn't refuse his help, and continued walking up.

The two of them, one after the other, climbed up to the cliff-top platform.

Inside the Karst Cave.

Zhang Tao was currently facing away from the cave entrance, half-squatting in front of the supply box.

His left hand pinched a torn pack of snow rice crackers, and his right hand grabbed half a ham sausage.

His mouth was puffed out roundly, and he was chewing frantically, making a vulgar smacking sound.

He didn't hear the movement behind him at all.

Lin Fan casually threw the woven bag from his left shoulder onto the ground, making a muffled thud.

This sound finally startled Zhang Tao.

His body stiffened, with the ham sausage biting in his mouth, and he slowly turned his head.

After seeing clearly that the person standing there was Lin Fan, Zhang Tao's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Gulp."

He was so scared that he forcefully swallowed the food that hadn't been chewed fine in his mouth, choking so much that his eyes rolled straight back.

"B-Brother Fan?" Zhang Tao stammered, subconsciously putting his hands behind his back.

Lin Fan didn't speak.

He walked to half a meter in front of Zhang Tao and stopped.

Lin Fan lowered his head, glanced at the messed-up cardboard box, and then glanced at Zhang Tao's mouth full of crumbs and oil stains.

Zhang Tao panicked, his legs went weak, and he knelt directly on the ground: "Brother Fan! You listen to my explanation!"

Lin Fan raised his foot.

The movement was extremely fast, and he kicked solidly right onto Zhang Tao's chest.

"Bang!"

Zhang Tao's whole body heavily crashed against the rock wall behind him.

He clutched his chest, his whole face twisted in pain, and rolled back and forth on the ground.

Lin Fan walked over, grabbed Zhang Tao's collar with one hand, clenched his right fist, and smashed it right onto his terrified face.

"Ah!" Zhang Tao let out a miserable scream, and nosebleeds gushed out.

Then came the second punch, and the third punch.

"Brother Fan! Don't hit anymore! People will die!" Zhang Tao waved his hands randomly to block, crying out, "I had a reason for eating the food!"

Lin Fan stopped his action and released his collar.

Zhang Tao was bruised and swollen, with blood mixed with the unchewed residue from earlier dripping onto his chin.

"Speak." Lin Fan coldly spat out a single word.

Zhang Tao gasped heavily, holding his nose: "You had no movement in the woods, Chen Jian and the others thought you were eaten by the monsters and wanted to rush up to grab the supplies!"

"The two of us, Zhou Kai and I, couldn't guard it while starving!"

"I figured... in case they rushed up, I had to fight for my life."

Zhang Tao wiped his tears while speaking, "I ate a couple more bites so that I would have the strength to guard Brother Fan's things!"

Zhou Kai stood aside, listening to this excuse, and sneered.

Who was the one who wanted to use supplies to curry favor just now?

But he didn't expose him; he knew Lin Fan had a clear idea in mind.

Lin Fan looked at Zhang Tao on the ground.

"Get aside, I'll remember this account. If there's a next time, you jump straight down from here."

Lin Fan calculated clearly; right now, the only ones who could work were Zhang Tao and Zhou Kai. If Zhang Tao was also crippled, then this Karst Cave would lack hard labor.

His quality of life would drop drastically.

Zhang Tao felt as if he had been granted a pardon, scrambling and rolling to shrink into another corner of the Karst Cave, holding his face and not even daring to breathe loudly.

Lin Fan walked to the campfire and picked up the bottle of mineral water that Zhou Kai had just drunk from.

He unscrewed it, poured out a little water, and washed the blood stains off his hands.

Zhou Kai stepped forward and glanced at the two woven bags on the ground.

"Brother Fan, are these the game meat?"

"Mn." Lin Fan shook the water droplets off his hands, "One bag of plantain fruits, one bag of roe deer leg meat."

Zhou Kai gasped a breath of cold air.

He knew following Lin Fan meant eating meat, but he didn't expect the harvest to be this big.

After wild joy, sanity regained the high ground.

Zhou Kai looked around, gazed at the full view of sunlight outside the cave, and a question flashed through his mind.

"Brother Fan." Zhou Kai lowered his voice, "So many people went, why is it only you who came back?"