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

After a week of growth, the rice finally reached maturity.

[Ding! 500 jin of radiation-free rice detected. Do you wish to process it?]

Jin Xiaoman kept some rice for a second planting, and processed the rest.

[Ding, processing complete. 450 catties of radiation-free rice detected. Would you like to proceed with further processing?]

Jin Xiaoman clicked on the details, and the secondary processing refers to steaming the rice.

Money Galore: [Sister Fist, could you ask in the group whether we want raw rice or cooked rice? Raw rice costs 2 game coins per pound, and cooked rice costs 4 game coins per pound.]

The old woman, with a punch that feels like it weighs 300 tons, quickly replied: "They want it cooked."

Jin Xiaoman kept 100 jin for herself: 【I'll give you 300 jin.】

"My punch weighs 300 tons": [Received.]

According to Jin Xiaoman's plan, in the next few days, in addition to ice and water, she would provide her mother with as many different kinds of products as possible to create a strong contrast.

It's impossible for people in the group to keep quiet. The more they flaunt their purchases to other players, the more unbearable it becomes for them. With Big Horn Bull stirring things up, it probably won't be long before some people start reminiscing and demanding that I, the old lady, bring back my 300-ton punch.

Her and number 2775's main task in this plan is to act like big shots and let more people know that when it comes to making deals, no one is more suitable than me with a punch that can deliver 300 tons of force. At that point, the third step of the plan can be executed.

Night fell.

After a busy day, Jin Xiaoman first took a nice cold shower, then sat on a small stool to study the air conditioner she had turned on during the day.

[Ding, a suitable environment for air conditioner installation has been detected. Do you wish to install it?]

Yes.

[Air conditioner installation complete. Please recharge your game currency.]

With a wave of her hand, Jin Xiaoman generously recharged 100 game coins.

The air conditioner turned on instantly, and the cold air swept through the safe house. The numbers on the display screen jumped down from 40°C to 20°C.

A long-awaited coolness swept over my whole body, and all the heat and stuffiness that had accompanied me all day disappeared.

Jin Xiaoman felt every pore on her body relax and roll around comfortably on the bed several times before starting to prepare dinner.

Today, Lord Rat has done a great service and must be properly rewarded.

Jin Xiaoman scanned the storage box, backpack, and refrigerator. Iced watermelon was a must, along with ice cream, black pepper beef tenderloin pasta, and vermicelli scallops. Then she made herself a cup of iced lemon honey water.

Oh right, Rat Lord has been really enjoying Swiss rolls these past few days, so let's have another one.

Divide the food into two portions, one large and one small. Just then, the squirrel returned. It poked its head out of the window and curiously looked around the room. Nothing seemed to have changed, yet it felt as if everything had.

Upon first encountering the long-awaited comfortable temperature, the squirrel was overjoyed.

Jin Xiaoman patted the mat she had prepared for the squirrel: "Come and eat!"

The squirrel still followed its own routine, taking out one treasure chest after another from its pocket and piling them on the ground. Counting those it had already brought back during the day, it estimated there were at least twenty.

Jin Xiaoman hugged the squirrel and kissed it: "Whose baby is this? It's so wonderful!"

The squirrel sat awkwardly on the small mat and began to eat seriously.

After dinner, the squirrel found a comfortable spot to lie down, and soon its even breathing could be heard.

It's so rare for it to stop raining, and it's been incredibly busy these past two days, trying to make up for its previous debts.

However, it had lost count of how many treasure chests it still owed Jin Xiaoman and how many it had returned. Many things had become chaotic, and it could only try its best to make up for Jin Xiaoman's "losses".

Seeing that the squirrel was asleep, Jin Xiaoman covered it with a small blanket, then got up and went to the yard to practice her long-tasseled spear technique. When she got tired, she did two sets of arm strength training as a rest.

In the small group, the other three, knowing they were in the wrong for standing up number 2775 once before, reluctantly began the arduous journey of training both early and late.

But it must be said that everyone's sleep quality has improved a lot in the past few days, and they are so hot that they can't even wake up.

Jin Xiaoman speculated that they might have all collapsed from exhaustion.

............

At 5:30 in the morning, while it was still dark outside, the urging voice of number 2775 came through: "If you don't get up soon, I'm going to call everyone one by one."

Jin Xiaoman was still sleepy. She didn't understand one thing: why could the training time of those three people affect her? Her time was clearly six o'clock.

After confirming that everyone was awake, number 2775 issued a task to the three of them, challenging Jin Xiaoman.

[Ding! A player has issued a challenge to you. Please accept the challenge in one minute.]

Do you really have to go this far, bro?!

In the last dungeon game, Jin Xiaoman completely attracted the attention of player number 2775. He used all sorts of tricks, just wanting to spar with Jin Xiaoman. Even though Jin Xiaoman repeatedly said that she was not his opponent at the moment and that the dungeon ranking was purely due to the abundance of firearms, it was to no avail.

The two eventually agreed to have a match this morning.

Jin Xiaoman washed her face with cold water, kissed the squirrel, picked up her spear, and went to battle.

Challenge space.

Number 2775 had been waiting for a long time.

This was the first time Jin Xiaoman had met number 2775. Just as she had expected, the person opposite her exuded an aura of unassailable righteousness simply by standing there.

He stood ramrod straight, tall and muscular, with broad shoulders and back. The muscles hidden beneath his tight black training clothes seemed to burst forth. His tanned skin, honed by years of exposure to the sun and wind, accentuated his defined jawline. His tightly pursed lips exuded an aura of quiet authority.

The two stood facing each other with their backs turned, exchanging no pleasantries. After a moment, number 2775 took the initiative, raising his broadsword from bottom to top with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight for Jin Xiaoman's face.

Jin Xiaoman held the spear horizontally, enduring the blow head-on, then flipped her wrist, exerted force, and thrust the long spear forward fiercely.

Number 2775 sheathed its weapon and returned to defense.

The two exchanged blows, each taking turns striking.

Jin Xiaoman had to admit that in the dungeon game, without the support of other weapons, it would be difficult for her to stand up to number 2775.

His strength stemmed from his own abilities, while Jin Xiaoman's current strength is largely due to other factors.

This might be because number 2775 is a soldier, and his initial stats were higher.

After the brief exchange, Jin Xiaoman benefited greatly.

For the first time, she not only clearly recognized her shortcomings, but also understood her strengths.

Her eyes sparkled: "Brother, I'll pay for the challenge cards. We don't have much, so how about we fight at least twice a month?"

Number 2775 remained silent. He had originally thought that Qian Jinman was a quick-witted but still quiet girl, but now she seemed to have the potential to be a little crazy: "You're great, we each contribute half the money."

Fearing that Qian Jinman might think he was being too aloof, he added, "This isn't a forced compliment; back in the army, very few people could go through this many rounds with me."

Jin Xiaoman was delighted by the praise: "Then it's settled. I'm going back to eat now. I need to leave promptly at eight o'clock."

Number 2775 nodded and canceled the challenge space.

The squirrel opened its eyes and saw a magnified face. Startled, it slapped Jin Xiaoman's face with its paw.

It's so soft and fluffy, and with the milky-scented bath gel I used on the squirrel last night, it still smells wonderful.

Jin Xiaoman was so drunk that she wished she could bury herself in the squirrel's broad chest and never wake up again.