Watering in the Wilderness! Warning of the Iron Man's Physical Exhaustion

The sudden, dense darkness, like a giant beast lurking in the deep sea, swallowed up all of Lin Mo's vision without warning.

The clear chirping of birds and the sound of waves were instantly replaced by a sharp, piercing buzzing sound.

The dizzying, weightless feeling caused his already frail body, which had been malnourished for years, to completely lose its balance.

His tall and upright figure suddenly swayed to the side, and he was about to fall headfirst into the pile of burning hot charcoal ash.

At this critical moment.

Relying on the muscle memory honed through countless trials in his previous life, and his inhumanly terrifying willpower, Lin Mo forcibly regained control of his body.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand, his five fingers like iron clamps, and gripped tightly a thick bamboo pole beside him that was used to support the shelter.

The immense grip caused his finger bones to turn a bloodless, pale white instantly.

Due to excessive force, long, winding blue veins even bulged on the back of his hand.

Using this momentum, he abruptly stopped his forward leaning and forcefully pinned his swaying body to the spot.

All of this happened so fast, in the blink of an eye.

But Jiang Ruoyun, who had been sitting opposite her, intently munching on a chicken leg, still managed to catch this thrilling moment.

This usually more enthusiastic daughter of the richest man was now like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

She didn't even care about the fattest and most tempting beggar's chicken leg in her hand.

With a "thud," the golden, crispy chicken fell onto the large banana leaf.

Jiang Ruoyun hastily wiped her greasy hands on her clothes and scrambled to Lin Mo's side.

"Lin Mo! What's wrong?"

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, revealing her panic.

When she saw the man's expression, her heart jumped into her throat.

It's too pale.

Lin Mo's face, which always exuded a nonchalant and lazy air, was now completely devoid of color, as white as a translucent sheet of rice paper.

A fine layer of cold sweat even seeped from his forehead, slowly sliding down his sharp jawline.

At this moment, Lin Mo had his eyes tightly closed.

His brain was working frantically, analyzing the dire situation his body was currently facing.

Damn.

He cursed inwardly.

In his previous life, he was proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, and his body had long been conditioned to be immune to all poisons and full of qi and blood.

But he seemed to have forgotten that the body he had transmigrated into was just an unlucky ordinary person who ate instant noodles and stayed up all night every day.

His body was already weak and frail, so how could he withstand such wild abuse?

Yesterday, I expended a lot of energy building that bamboo bed with its mortise and tenon joints.

In the middle of the night, in order to suppress the lustful fire stirred up by the young lady, he braved the biting sea wind all night in just a single layer of clothing.

This morning, without eating or drinking, I went deep into the forest to blindly snipe pheasants.

This series of actions was a catastrophic overexertion for this mortal body.

but.

Lin Mo bit his tongue hard, using the stinging sensation to force himself to stay awake.

He absolutely cannot fall at this moment.

This deserted island is fraught with danger, and not even a decent medical team can get in.

If he loses his ability to move, how will this stupid young lady in front of him, who can't even start a fire and can't do anything but eat rice, survive?

Taking a deep breath of the earthy, pungent air, Lin Mo forcibly suppressed the overwhelming feeling of weakness that was churning inside him.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his previously unfocused pupils refocused.

What came into view was Jiang Ruoyun's stunningly beautiful face, which was filled with panic and worry.

"fine."

Lin Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, once again displaying his signature lazy smile, as if he could use the sky as a blanket even if it fell down.

He even deliberately moved his neck casually, making a few crisp sounds of bones grinding together.

"I jumped up too hard just now, and I'm a little short of blood supply."

He made up an excuse on the spot, then pointed to the roasted chicken that had fallen on the banana leaf.

"Plus, we added too many wild onions and ate too much salt. Now my throat feels like it's on fire, and I'm incredibly thirsty."

He tried to downplay the dangerous situation by making light of it.

However, although Jiang Ruoyun is severely disabled in life skills, she is not stupid.

On the contrary, her perception of Lin Mo's emotions was incredibly sharp.

Looking at the man's bloodless face, yet still trying to appear calm.

Jiang Ruoyun's mind flashed back to the apocalyptic storm of the previous night.

The deafening thunder, the icy sea wind that could freeze a person to the bone.

She nestled inside the large, thick camouflage uniform, pressed tightly against a burning chest, sleeping soundly and peacefully.

The man who gave her absolute security was only wearing a thin white short-sleeved shirt that might even get wet from the rain.

He used his broad back to shield her from all the cold wind and rain that leaked in.

A whole night!

A strong sense of bitterness and self-reproach instantly welled up in Jiang Ruoyun's nose.

Her eyes reddened uncontrollably, and a layer of glistening mist quickly spread across her peach blossom eyes.

"You're lying..."

Jiang Ruoyun's voice was thick with nasal tone, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"You clearly got sick last night because you were protecting me!"

She sniffed, and without a word, pressed Lin Mo's arm down, pushing him back onto the smooth bluestone slab.

"Don't move! Sit here and rest!"

This young lady, who usually followed Lin Mo around like a little shadow, suddenly displayed an unprecedented toughness.

Without saying another word, she turned around and grabbed the large, chopped bamboo section that was used to hold water.

He took long strides and ran towards the water storage point behind the shelter without looking back.

That water storage point was a simple filter that Lin Mo made yesterday using sand and charcoal, which stored clean, filtered rainwater.

Lin Mo was slightly taken aback as he watched the girl's somewhat clumsy yet desperately running figure.

He leaned against the cold bluestone slab, a helpless smile involuntarily appearing on his lips.

This girl's temper is getting worse.

In just two minutes, Jiang Ruoyun came running back, panting.

She carefully held the bamboo tube filled with water in both hands, walked up to Lin Mo, and slowly squatted down.

With extremely gentle movements, she brought the edge of the bamboo tube to the man's dry, pale lips.

"Drink water."

Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of coaxing that she herself didn't even realize.

She even reached out a fair hand and gently supported Lin Mo's chin to prevent him from choking.

Lin Mo slightly raised his eyes.

He happened to look into the depths of the girl's bloodshot eyes, which were filled with heartache and concern.

In that instant, Lin Mo felt a soft cracking sound emanating from the hard shell that had been tightly guarded deep inside his heart.

My heart felt as if it had been soaked in a pool of warm water, becoming incredibly soft.

He had originally intended to raise his hand to receive the bamboo tube, but paused in mid-air before slowly lowering it.

Lin Mo obediently lowered his head and, with Jiang Ruoyun's hand, drank large gulps of the clear, sweet filtered rainwater.

The water slid down my throat into my parched stomach, bringing a long-lost sense of comfort.

This scene was faithfully captured by the drone's camera and transmitted to the screens of millions of people.

The barrage of comments that were originally filled with celebration because of beggar's chicken has suddenly reversed.

All the teasing and humor disappeared, replaced by a screen full of shock and heartache.

[Oh my god! Even an iron man can fall! Lin Shen's feint just now really made my heart clench!]

How could he not collapse? Just think of all the inhuman work he's done these past two days! He even spent a freezing night in the wind and rain last night!

He gave his only coat to the young lady, enduring the pain himself. What an incredible love story! He's practically risking his life for her!

[Lin Mo, please don't get sick! There aren't even any anti-inflammatory drugs on this deserted island; a cold and fever can be fatal!]

[The young lady has finally grown up and knows how to take care of others. The mutual tenderness and affection made me cry my eyes out in front of the screen.]

Meanwhile, in the chairman's office at the Beijing headquarters.

Jiang Jianguo, the richest man, was just secretly pleased by Lin Mo's "food-protecting" remarks.

He was staring intently at the young man on the screen, whose lips were pale and who was leaning against a rock.

As a business tycoon who has been navigating the business world for decades, he understands the harshness of the wilderness environment better than anyone else.

Last night, when he saw Lin Mo using his back to shield himself from the wind, he just thought to himself that this kid still had some conscience.

But now, seeing that the other person is truly on the verge of collapse due to physical exhaustion.

A rare and indescribable complex emotion arose in the heart of this elderly father.

He felt both concern for his daughter's situation and a hint of admiration for the poor boy, a sentiment he himself was unwilling to admit.

"You brat, you better hold on."

Jiang Jianguo muttered something under his breath, his brows furrowed with seriousness.

"If you dare to fall and make my daughter suffer, I will not forgive you."

After drinking the water, Lin Mo closed his eyes and leaned against the stone slab to regulate his breathing.

The cool water temporarily suppressed the churning in my stomach, and the dizziness that felt like the world was spinning seemed to lessen a bit.

Lin Mo let out a long breath.

He thought that with the breathing techniques he had learned in his previous life, plus the water he had drunk and a little rest, he could recover.

That should be enough to tough out this feeling of weakness.

Even if they are physically weak, they should be able to hold on until the rescue ship is repaired and comes to pick them up; there shouldn't be any major problems.

however.

He ultimately underestimated the limits of what this mortal body could endure in this harsh wilderness.

The cruelty of nature far exceeded his imagination.

As the sun slowly sank below the horizon, its last rays were swallowed by the boundless darkness.

The extreme temperature difference between day and night on the deserted island began to reveal its most ruthless side.

Night fell completely.

The biting cold and damp air, like countless icy venomous snakes, seeped out from the damp ground and from the sea breeze from all directions.

Lin Mo had originally just closed his eyes to rest.

Suddenly, I felt an uncontrollable chill creeping up from between my bones.

That deadly chill that had been lurking within him for an entire day, which he had forcibly suppressed.

It was completely out of control.