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[Zhao Qiang: Convicted of public urination, an act of severe misconduct with a negative social impact. Sentenced to 2000 years in prison and exiled to Survival Zone 23 for reformation.]
[Zhang Guanghui: Found guilty of habitual theft, particularly the perverse act of stealing women's underwear, violating personal privacy and dignity. Sentenced to life imprisonment and exiled to Survival Zone 2134 for reformation.]
[Momonoki Nana: Her films contained excessive eroticism and violence, leading many male viewers to develop an addiction to self-gratification. Sentenced to 1200 years in prison and exiled to Survival Zone 10086 for rehabilitation.]
[Cao Jinliang: Due to a physical defect—having an unusually small member—he developed deep-seated insecurities, which twisted his personality and negatively impacted society. Sentenced to 800 years in prison and exiled to Survival Zone 6000 for psychological therapy and character development.]
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At noon, a mysterious voice suddenly echoed in everyone's mind.
Lying in bed, Han Feng was startled awake.
What was that?
Where did that voice come from?
Was he hallucinating?
Before he could process it, the mysterious voice spoke again.
[Han Feng: Due to excessive handsomeness, many married women and young girls have succumbed to lovesickness. This level of attractiveness is disgraceful and criminal. Sentenced to 1000 years in prison and exiled to Survival Zone 10086 for repentance.]
Han Feng: "…"
Wait, were they talking about him?
He instinctively grabbed a small mirror from the table and took a closer look.
A face of unparalleled handsomeness reflected back at him.
Even if he wasn't a celestial beauty capable of shaking heaven and earth, his looks were undeniably drop-dead gorgeous!
(Though still slightly inferior compared to my esteemed readers, of course.)
"So… they really mean me."
Han Feng muttered to himself, a wave of injustice surging through his heart.
Others were sentenced because they actually committed crimes.
But him?
His only "crime" was being too good-looking?
Was looking handsome a sin now?
Where was the law?
Where was justice?
As Han Feng ranted, the mysterious voice returned once more.
[All convicted individuals will now be transported to their respective survival zones. Prepare for transmission.]
"Transmission?"
"To where?"
Panic flickered in Han Feng's eyes. Before he could react, everything around him went black.
It felt like the entire world had collapsed in an instant, and an endless darkness swallowed him whole.
A strong wave of dizziness overwhelmed him, making it impossible to stay steady.
In the next moment, his body became translucent, and then—
He vanished from his bed.
Seconds later, the darkness faded.
Light slowly crept back into his vision.
Han Feng opened his eyes groggily, his surroundings gradually coming into focus.
He was on a deserted island.
The island wasn't large—about a thousand square meters.
Beyond the shore, the vast, turbulent sea stretched infinitely, waves crashing against the coast and sending white foam spraying into the air.
A salty breeze brushed against his face, carrying a hint of coolness.
Above, the sky was a dazzling shade of blue, and the sunlight shimmered over the water's surface, reflecting an enchanting glow.
A mix of excitement and unease bubbled within him.
This must be Survival Zone 10086.
So… what now?
Before he could think further, the mysterious voice returned.
[Welcome, survivors! I am the Heavenly Dao, the ruler of this world.]
[You have been sent here to atone for your sins and undergo the ultimate test of survival.]
[During your sentence, take note of the following rules:]
Upon arrival, each survivor receives a survival kit—your most valuable resource for staying alive. Use it wisely.
Each survival zone consists of one thousand islands, with four survivors assigned to each island.
Every survivor has access to a game interface, which can be activated with a simple thought. Explore its functions on your own.
Each survivor will be granted a random talent—some strong, some weak. It all depends on luck.
Periodically, survival crises will occur. The only way to live is to keep growing stronger.
Death in this world means real death.
Treasure chests may randomly appear in the ocean. Some contain valuable supplies, while others hide deadly traps. Open at your own risk.
The survival game officially begins now. Good luck!
The voice disappeared.
Han Feng suddenly realized he was holding a backpack.
Opening it, he found:
Three loaves of bread
Three bottles of mineral water
Two blueprint scrolls
A military shovel
A small bag of unidentified seeds
And that was it.
Han Feng's brows furrowed deeply.
Three pieces of bread and three bottles of water?
That would last him a day or two at most.
What happens after that?
Would he starve to death?
"Ah..."
He let out a deep sigh. But soon, his gaze became resolute.
No use complaining now.
What mattered most was survival.
His eyes fell on the bag of seeds.
He picked it up and examined them closely.
There were ten seeds in total, each about the size of a peanut. They had a greenish hue, resembling peas but slightly larger.
What kind of seeds were these?
Han Feng studied them for a moment but couldn't determine their type.
Just as he was about to put them away, a strange voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"What are you hesitating for? Hurry up and plant us!"
"Young people these days have never farmed before. You think he even knows how to plant seeds?"
"Dig a hole, water it, and bury us in the soil. It's not that hard!"
"Look at his dumb expression. I bet he doesn't even have the skills to do it!"
Han Feng's jaw dropped.
What the hell?
Who was talking?
Wait… was it the seeds?
How could seeds talk?
Was he hallucinating again?