Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Chapter 466 The Retirement Life of a Down-on-His-Luck Tycoon 3

"Wow." Surprisingly, the grilled fish wasn't bad.

Xia Youmi was prepared to endure the fishy smell and force herself to replenish her strength, but she was amazed by the taste of the meat after peeling off the charred fish skin. Even without rich seasoning, she could taste a faint sweet and sour flavor.

She estimated that it was due to the effect of a lemon on a certain acidic wild fruit.

After delivering the fish, the boss returned to the open-air "kitchen," fiddling with various temporarily collected items with practiced ease, completely oblivious to Xia Youmi's reaction not far away.

After eating a whole fish, Xia Youmi gradually regained some strength.

She carefully arranged the processed branches, intending to reuse them, then slowly propped herself up and walked towards the tree where she had first woken up, where she hadn't finished drinking the dew the boss had given her earlier.

After replenishing her fluids, Xia Youmi carefully surveyed her surroundings, preparing to find a place to spend the night.

but,

With just a quick glance, she could tell that this was the perfect spot to sleep. At the boundary between the sand and vegetation, the ground was dry and slightly higher than the beach, with a small patch of weathered rock and shrubs forming a natural barrier that blocked the sea breeze.

A few palm leaves were scattered haphazardly on the ground, which also helped to insulate against geothermal heat and insects.

It looks rough, but it's already at an imperial level and won't cause any extra trouble.

On the other hand, the boss's resting place, apart from the leaves, was not perfect in any other way and was far away. It seemed that he would rather sleep in a cramped place than get close to this living trouble.

The sunlight was no longer so intense. Xia Youmi sat quietly for a while, slowly taking stock of her belongings.

A long-sleeved high school uniform, with short-sleeved shirts and underwear underneath.

A university admission notice and an ordinary black hair tie.

A pair of low-top canvas shoes, and a pair of matching boat socks.

A wristband on her right hand, and a small earring given to her by her brother, a simple style, worn on her left ear.

Finally, there was a pendant, a very ordinary metal six-pointed star. It had been worn and rubbed, and the style was no longer fashionable. It looked like a keepsake from one's parents' generation; it wasn't diamond-encrusted, wasn't openwork, and wasn't worth much.

It seems that as long as they are not survival supplies or things that can be used to establish communication, even some inconspicuous little ornaments can be kept.

But Xia Youmi had very little on her, and in the end, only an old cell phone was taken away.

But the big shots are different.

His various weapons, lighters, military knives, and even a pair of gloves were confiscated.

In the end, only the useless sunglasses and watch were left.

They wore sunglasses because they wanted to see Waler make a fool of himself.

The watch stopped spinning after being inspected and returned, its surface was broken by something, and it appeared to have been soaked in various solutions in water.

But the big shot didn't care. He rinsed it in the seawater again and then put it on with elegant movements.

They disappointed the men who escorted them here.

So, it's very strange.

The other party's attitude of both awe and caution makes the exile of the bigwig seem less than simple.

but,

Xia Youmi was certain that there were no base stations on the island, nor any live broadcasts. There were also no hidden supply packages or people in the area currently visible.

The deep jungle had not yet been scanned, and Xia Youmi told Niannian to rest, so they were not in a hurry to explore.

in addition,

Every move the big shot makes has a clear origin.

Although only one night had passed since he arrived on the island, water and fire were not problems that needed to be repeatedly tested for someone familiar with the wilderness.

......

As the sun sets,

Xia Youmi didn't wander around for about half a day. Only when her stomach protested again did she return to the spot where the grilled fish had been and eat the remaining two fish.

Clean the edges of the three branches with sand, and wrap the fish skin and bones with leaves.

Xia Youmi then cautiously moved towards the direction where the big boss was.

"Big, big brother."

After a brief greeting, without waiting for a response, Xia Youmi gathered up the branches and then dumped the fish bones and other trash around the fire.

She didn't have the strength to bury it shallowly in the sand, and that would only cause more problems.

The most convenient way is to incinerate it first and then bury the carbonized material deep in the ground. She believes that even if they don't do that, as long as she brings it over and puts it with other waste, the boss will handle it.

The bright colors on the sea surface were gradually swallowed by darkness.

On the beach, the firelight began to serve as a compass.

Xia Youmi and Wale sat on opposite sides of the fire, facing each other, and could see the light and shadow of the flames reflected on their faces.

Occasionally, their eyes would brush past each other, but they showed no desire to confide in each other.

Xia Youmi should act even more frightened, but rather than continuing to play the ostrich, she should gradually become indifferent.

Extract the aspect of personality that is closer to the true self.

Anyway, she always believed in her brother and the big boss, and believed that she wouldn't lose because of her position.

Then,

One should actively obey the leader.

Try your best to stay calm and not let others look down on you.

As the temperature dropped in the evening, they all put on their coats.

Valer looked at Xia Youmi. To be honest, her behavior was barely acceptable. She didn't wear an inconvenient skirt, nor did she pester him to ask about the details, which was very much in line with Buli's personality.

He accepted his orders without questioning them.

If Valer had to live his whole life on a desert island, the most unpleasant thing would be seeing Bury die before his eyes.

The feeling of regret outweighed any sense of sadness.

Since the gray world no longer needs him, retiring in a place where no one will bother him is a viable new option.

But, Buri, Buri.

He took a bullet for him, leaving him with a troublesome burden.

Although Valer wasn't afraid of trouble, he would occasionally wonder if landing on the island was the right choice for such a small creature.

Having food and drink doesn't mean he has to be responsible for the other person's mindset.

If a single wave could carry a person away.

Wouldn't all his efforts then seem like a waste of time?

It wouldn't be pleasant for those white vampires to laugh at us.

Xia Youmi is very well-behaved.

but,

She would use a bowl-shaped stone to pour distilled water for drinking, only when given eye contact.

They will borrow tools that the other party has already processed.

They will choose seafood that looks appealing to fill their stomachs.

In short, with sufficient respect and basic necessities, there is no worry about food or clothing.

There was no sign of begging.

Even the bigwigs didn't realize that an unequal situation had already been created.

Without a one-to-one ratio of effort and reward, bias will naturally emerge.

When he started to feel tired, Xia Youmi stood up, bowed, and said goodbye, "Big brother, I'm going back."

"Ah."

"Thank you, brother!"

"What's your name?" In Valer's memory, Brie always called her "sister." He didn't know her name; he only found her location through the locator Brie had left behind and because he had met her before and had an impression of her appearance.

"Xia Youmi, my brother's name is Xia Youlan."

Valer lowered his eyes, recalling the scene of his first meeting with Brie.

The other person shielded him from a series of attacks and bought the wine that had almost killed the boy.

When asked for his name, the other person stared blankly at the wine bottle.

After a while, he shouted with great momentum, "My name is Buli! From now on, my name is Buli! Big Brother saved my life, so I swear on my life to follow Big Brother to the death! I will be at Big Brother's beck and call, just like this wine bottle!"

He looked so energetic despite being bleeding.

It brought back a rare memory for Valle of his childhood.

a long time,

Valle snapped back to reality.

He seems to have never introduced himself.

Xia Youmi didn't leave even after not receiving a reply, but instead looked up with a slight upward curve.

"Valeris, that is my name."

It seems that people are used to referring to each other as gods other than Ibaraki-doji, and most people only know their nicknames.

A small number of people may know that "Vallée" is a pseudonym.

However, the formal introduction doesn't seem to appear even once in the entire text.

Valle, like a knife's edge.

It exudes the aura of a powerful figure.

Xia Youmi thought for a moment, nodded solemnly, but still didn't dare to call out directly.

"Understood, brother."

"Brother, if there's any task you need me for, please let me know. I will do my best to complete it."

"Hmm." A series of physical training plans flashed through Valer's mind, but now was not the time.

It looked like it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

If they really start training, I'm afraid he'll be the one who suffers first.

but,

The attitude was commendable. Turning around, Valer felt a slight wave of drowsiness wash over him.

This shows that he trusts people.

otherwise,

He can remain vigilant without sleep or rest.

Xia Youmi went back to retrieve the socks she had washed that afternoon, put them on, and then wrapped them in palm leaves.

I took off my school uniform jacket and put it over my body; beneath the familiar fabric lay a heart that was gradually finding peace.

Although it's a bit cold, it has to be admitted that the overall climate of the island is quite good.

The highest temperature was 30 degrees Celsius, and the lowest temperature did not drop below 10 degrees Celsius; there were basically no extreme situations.

The sea was relatively clean, and no wild animals were visiting for the time being. They cherished the rare peace and quickly fell asleep.

early morning,

The scent of the sea waves became damp and warm.

Xia Youmi understood.

A new challenge has begun.