Survival for all, my island is the last pure land on earth.

The fifth day of the rainy season.

It was still raining outside, the raindrops falling continuously, like a thin blanket covering the sky and earth.

At six o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang, and Jin Xiaoman got up on time.

She habitually opened her personal panel to check yesterday's messages and discovered two pieces of news that shocked her.

The first message is a notification on the personal panel.

[Dear player "Full of Money", at 2:05 AM, an anonymous player *** sent you a challenge card. You did not respond within one minute, and the challenge has failed.]

"Aren't challenge cards supposed to be impossible to refuse?"

To prevent any misremembering, Jin Xiaoman carefully reviewed the challenge card's description.

As it turned out, her memory was correct.

The next day's news proved that it was not a problem with the personal control panel.

The incident occurred in the early hours of the morning, when Jin Xiaoman had already gone to sleep.

"My punch is worth 300 tons," the old lady posted a message in the group chat: "[Someone just used a challenge card on me.]"

User ID 2775 replied quickly: "What do the players who challenge you look like? What are their characteristics? Do you know their nicknames?"

"My punch weighs 300 tons": [No, this challenge card is strange, I can refuse.]

That's the end of the message.

Perhaps the two were afraid that constant messaging would disturb other people's rest, so they switched to private messaging.

Jin Xiaoman wasn't sure if his mother, who could deliver a punch of 300 tons, was awake yet, but number 2775, who, like him, would get up early to train, was definitely awake.

Jin Xiaoman sent a screenshot of the notification on her personal panel to user ID 2775: "Bro, what's going on with Sister Quan?"

Number 2775: [We haven't figured out the specifics yet, but what we do know is that you're being watched.]

User ID 2775 sent over his chat history with his mother, where he said his punch could take 300 tons.

It turns out that ever since that incident on the third day of the newbie protection period, the troubles at my "One Punch Three Hundred Tons" site have never stopped.

Those who cause trouble will stop at nothing, and they have a clear division of labor.

Someone has been spreading rumors about "Old Lady One Punch Three Hundred Tons" in public chat channels, damaging her reputation. Someone has infiltrated the buyer group created by "Old Lady One Punch Three Hundred Tons" and always says that the things they bought are inferior.

There are also people who continuously threaten, harass, and verbally abuse me, saying things like "I can punch you three hundred tons."

Until this morning, someone made a move.

Number 2775: [Sister Fist hasn't told you this because she said this matter is both a big and a small thing.]

ID 2775: [We discussed it, and based on the current situation, those people's goal is to stop Sister Fist from continuing to trade with other players.]

Money Flowing: [If the Fist Girl was challenged because someone wanted to stop her from making deals, then why was I challenged?]

These special challenge cards aren't sold in the shop, so they must be special items. I'm more inclined to believe they were made by the same group of people.

Number 2775: [Indeed, I also have this suspicion, but we currently have too few clues.]

We need to at least figure out whether the challenge stemmed from the transaction itself, or whether the desire to challenge it ignited the conflict that led to the transaction.

[Also, was your encounter with Sister Fist a coincidence, or was it premeditated, with only one person behind it all?]

Jin Xiaoman placed her hand on the squirrel's tail, stroking it intermittently.

A moment later, she had an idea.

After a detailed discussion with number 2775, the two refined their plan.

Because she had something on her mind, Jin Xiaoman practiced her arm movements twice in the yard and then practiced the long spear twice before returning to the safe house with little interest.

The squirrel had already woken up, so Jin Xiaoman brought out breakfast.

It's the steamed buns and egg drop soup that I got from yesterday's treasure chest.

Jin Xiaoman cut another apple, and put two handfuls of blueberries and six raspberries on a plate to the side.

The squirrel ate happily, and Jin Xiaoman watched with great pleasure, unable to resist wanting to go over and take another bite.

Unfortunately, the squirrel had escaped after last night's sneak attack.

Jin Xiaoman narrowly lost.

After breakfast.

Everyone in the small group woke up as well.

Number 2775 explained in detail to everyone Jin Xiaoman, his speculations, and the subsequent counterattack plan.

"My punch weighs 300 tons": [I thought it was aimed at me, but I didn't expect it to drag Manman into it too.]

Money Plenty: [It's still undecided, Sister Fist, don't take it upon yourself.]

Loves wearing princess dresses: [Sister Fist, next time, don't wait until there's danger to tell us. Remember, we'll always be your support.]

The Great Horned Bull puffed out its chest and charged forward: "What kind of mess is this? We should all help each other in this strange world, but instead, we're killing each other!"

Loves wearing princess dresses: [I'm going to do a fortune telling for everyone about the luck this time.]

Money Flowing: [This plan requires everyone's cooperation, thank you.]

The bighorn bull puffed out its chest and charged forward: "Hey boss, what are you saying? You didn't feed me all that stuff for nothing."

The old woman, with an uncertain "I can punch three hundred tons," asked: "Manman, is pretending to be crazy and stupid really going to work?"

Loves wearing princess dresses: [Useful, guaranteed useful, Sister Fist! My divination result is very auspicious.]

Upon hearing this, Jin Xiaoman suddenly remembered that Ai Ai had once performed a divination for her while wearing a princess dress, saying that she was facing a minor tribulation. She wondered if it referred to the challenge she faced last night.

…………

Time flew by and it was 8 a.m. The group said their goodbyes.

After composing herself, Jin Xiaoman went to the pond from yesterday and retrieved the fishing nets she had cast.

As expected, it was another fruitful harvest. She estimated that it weighed about 500 jin (250 catties).

The fish soup sold out almost instantly yesterday.

After all, on a rainy day, being able to drink a bowl of hot and delicious fish soup is a very enjoyable thing.

There were still some fish and shrimp in the net this time. Luckily, the treasure chest I opened yesterday contained a seasoning packet for crab stew. I can add rice cakes and corn to make a big pot tonight.

After lowering the fishing net back down, Jin Xiaoman prepared to head to the previously designated anchor point in the mint field.

Halfway there, a bright light suddenly appeared before her eyes.

"Cluck cluck...cluck cluck..."

"Are there pheasants in this forest?"

Jin Xiaoman crouched down and went over, using the bushes as cover.

Behind a dense thicket of bushes, about thirty mutated pheasants were foraging for food in the forest.

【Name: Mutant Pheasant】

Strength: 9

Agility: 13

Defense Value: 7

[Danger Level: One Star]

Jin Xiaoman squatted down, deeply moved by the scene before her.

These mutated pheasants are much larger than domestic chickens on Earth, each as big as a Tibetan Mastiff, and they also have high agility and large numbers.

"They're hard to catch."

We can't use force; we have to use underhanded tactics.

Jin Xiaoman cast an invisibility spell on herself and stealthily approached.

She grabbed the largest and brightest-feathered chicken in the flock, used her arms to pull herself up, and climbed onto its back.

The chicken's eyes widened as if it had seen a ghost.

There were clearly no living beings in its field of vision, so why did it feel a weight pulling on its shoulders and pressing down on it?

The chicken was startled.

It kept making "clucking sounds" incessantly.

Even so, it could still feel the weight on its body hadn't disappeared, and in a panic, it began to run wildly through the forest.

This bizarre behavior caused dozens of other mutated chickens to scream and run wildly in response.

In an instant, chickens flew and jumped around the entire forest.