Raft for All: Why are you the only one doing island survival?

After wiping his hands, Lin Feng casually tossed the leaf aside.

The "Island Pioneer" title notification was still stuck in his mind; he hadn't turned it off.

I casually opened the system panel, found the title section, and clicked on it.

【Island Pioneers】

[Quality: Epic]

[Effect: Within the area of ​​the island, all of the host's attributes are increased by 1000%.]

Lin Feng stared at the last line of text and read it three times.

All attributes.

Promote.

One thousand percent.

Strength, speed, endurance, reaction time... everything related to physical fitness has become ten times better than before.

It wasn't about giving him weapons or props. It was about completely upgrading him from head to toe.

Lin Feng turned off the control panel and clenched his fist.

A strange force surged from between the bones, and when the muscles in my arms tensed, the feeling of fullness was completely different from before.

He bent down and picked up a fist-sized stone from the side of his feet, clenched his fingers, and applied a little force.

"Click."

The stone cracked.

It wasn't broken into several pieces; it was cut directly in the middle, with a clean cross-section.

Lin Feng looked at the two halves of the stone in his palm and tossed the broken pieces aside.

This kind of strength needs a reference point. Just squeezing a stone is meaningless; to see how much it has increased, you have to compare it with people.

He looked up and glanced around.

Ten burly men were either squatting and gnawing on pig legs, or lying on the ground patting their bellies. A square-faced man sat next to the grill, holding a large piece of spine in both hands, sucking the meat out with his teeth stuck in the bone.

Who is the strongest among these people?

No need to think. Square face.

From chopping trees in the morning to slaughtering pigs at night, this man was always the one who exerted the most effort and worked the hardest. Standing at 1.9 meters tall and weighing over 200 kilograms, the way he swung his iron axe at a pig's head even knocked the head off a mutated wild boar.

He's the one.

Lin Feng walked up to the square-faced man and kicked the sole of his shoe.

"Have you finished eating?"

The square-faced man, with a bone still dangling from his mouth, looked up, mumbling incoherently.

"M-Master? What's wrong?"

Lin Feng pointed to a tree stump that was waist-high next to him.

"Come here and arm wrestle with me."

The bone in the square-faced man's mouth fell to the ground with a "thud".

He stood there stunned for a full three seconds, then suddenly stood up, his two large, fan-like hands waving wildly.

"No, no, no, no, Master, you mustn't!"

"What's wrong?"

The square-faced man turned red with anxiety, hid his arms behind his back, and kept backing away.

"My arm... I'm afraid I'll break your arm!"

He spoke from the heart. In his mind, his master was a master strategist, a genius who could conjure fires out of thin air, but definitely not someone who could outmaneuver a rough man like him with brute force.

If you put over 200 pounds on it, what if the owner's arm breaks? Will he have to pay with his head?

Lin Feng didn't waste any words.

"That's an order. Sit down."

The square-faced man froze the moment the word "command" was uttered.

He opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Finally, he sighed resignedly and plopped down on the rock opposite the tree stump.

The two were separated by a tree stump, at just the right height. The square-faced man placed his right arm on it, his elbow against the stump, his fingers spread.

That palm was as big as a small winnowing basket.

Lin Feng also placed his right arm on the ground, extending his palm.

The two men's palms were a whole size different. The square-faced man's fingers were ridiculously thick, and when he shook hands with Lin Feng, they completely enveloped his hand.

The square-faced man had already made up his mind—to let them win.

Use both sides of your strength. Let the master win, save face, keep your arm, and everyone will be happy.

He even mentally rehearsed how to cooperate after losing. First, he would grit his teeth and pretend to be angry, then slowly be pushed down, and finally slap his thigh and shout, "Master, you have so much strength!"

perfect.

Their hands were clasped together.

The burly, square-faced man was still adjusting his grip, preparing to wait for Lin Feng to exert force first, and then slowly coordinate his fall.

Lin Feng made a move.

With a flick of his wrist, he pressed down sharply.

The square-faced man's smile was still on his face, but his arm had already reached the bottom.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud resounded, and the tree stump trembled.

The square-faced man's entire right arm was instantly slammed flat against the pile by a completely unreasonable force, and the back of his hand slammed against the wood, making his fingers go numb.

The entire process took less than half a second.

The square-faced man's mind went completely blank.

He was clearly relieving himself. He hadn't even started to exert any force. But when his master pressed down on him, he didn't even have a chance to react.

That strength...

Before he could finish thinking, his body suddenly left the ground.

Lin Feng did not let go.

Following the arm-wrestling motion, he hooked his fingers around the square-faced man's hand and lifted his arm—

A burly man weighing over 200 pounds was pulled off the rock, body and buttocks.

It wasn't dragged up.

It was raised.

Lin Feng held the square-faced man's right hand with one hand, his entire arm outstretched, and steadily lifted this 1.9-meter-tall behemoth into the air.

The square-faced, burly man had his legs dangling, his knees about half a foot off the ground.

He froze, too afraid to move. Looking down, he saw the ground; looking up, he saw Lin Feng's arm, which remained motionless.

One hand.

Just one hand.

All movement in the camp ceased.

The one gnawing on a bone had his mouth open and didn't even notice the bone falling onto his leg.

The two men, who were lying on the ground patting their bellies, simultaneously rolled over and sat up in the exact same position.

A burly man at the very edge, who was stuffing pork belly into his mouth, stopped mid-air. The meat slipped through his fingers and fell to the ground with a "thud".

All nine people were glued to the same image—their master, holding up a square-faced giant with one hand.

Square Face was the strongest, most resilient, and most capable fighter among them.

He was lifted up and sent flying with just one hand.

The camp was so quiet that only the crackling of the flickering fire could be heard.

Lin Feng put the square-faced man down.

The moment the square-faced man's feet touched the ground, his knees buckled and he knelt down.

"Master...possibly strong!"

His voice was trembling, but he shouted those four words extremely loudly.

The nine burly men behind him knelt down almost simultaneously. The dull thuds of their knees hitting the ground echoed one after another.

"Born with superhuman strength!!"

"Master possesses superhuman strength!!!"

Ten burly men knelt on the ground, one of them not daring to raise his head.

The burly, square-faced man knelt at the front, his right hand still numb. The remnants of that force were still vibrating in his bones, and he had only one thought in mind.

Fortunately, I didn't use my full strength.

wrong.

Even if you use all your strength, it's useless.

The force the master used was not something a normal person could muster.

Lin Feng shook his right hand and flexed his fingers.

The tenfold increase in all attributes felt even more outrageous than expected. He had just gauged the strength of the square-faced giant's grip; even if the opponent went all out, he was absolutely confident he could overpower him.

This is just power.

Speed, reaction time, and stamina have all increased tenfold. As long as he stands on this island, he will be the strongest.

"Get up, all of you, stop kneeling."

The ten people got up, their legs still weak, but they stood ramrod straight. The way they looked at him was different now.

Lighting a fire is an act of reverence.

No one dares to look him in the eye for more than two seconds now.

Lin Feng was too lazy to explain, nor could he explain. He walked to the fire, added two planks, and the flames leaped up again.

The night is still long.

"We'll take turns keeping watch tonight, in two shifts of five people each."

He scanned the area.

"Square Face, you lead the first shift, keeping watch until midnight."

The square-faced man slapped himself on the chest.

"Don't worry, Master!"

Lin Feng then pointed to five other ones.

"You, the second shift, will change shifts at midnight and keep watch until dawn. Those on night watch are not allowed to doze off. Hold your iron axes and keep a close eye on the tree line to the north. If anything happens, wake everyone up immediately."

The five of them responded in unison.

Lin Feng handed one of the two iron spears he had just acquired to the square-faced giant and the other to the largest man.

"Spears are longer than axes. If something rushes at us, use the spears to hold it off first, and the others can follow up with iron axes."

The square-faced, burly man took the iron spear, weighed it in his hand a couple of times, and the spearhead gleamed coldly in the firelight. His grip on the spear was very steady, but he secretly glanced at Lin Feng before quickly pulling it back.

From now on, if his master tells him to go east, he will not deviate even an inch from the east.

After arranging the night watch, Lin Feng found a flat spot at the base of the big tree and sat down with his back against the trunk.

There were no blankets, no pillows, the ground beneath their feet was hard, unyielding soil, and the canopy of trees overhead was dense.

But the ground was dry, there were trees behind him to block the wind, and a fire in front of him to keep warm.

They were more than a hundred times better off than those people at sea who were lying on wet planks freezing in the cold.