[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 148

Click.

The sound of a knife sheath falling silenced the crowd, their faces stiffening.

“Crazy bitch.”

Seeing this, everyone, without exception, pulled out their knives.

“These brats are scared.”

I split the fruit I brought to feed Baekseol and lifted it above her head, soon hearing a munching sound.

“Delicious!”

“Eat a lot.”

They looked incredulous as I conversed with a small rabbit, ignoring them.

“Let’s not waste our energy. Just go.”

I thought it was just a small stream, but it was larger than expected.

“Baekseol, wanna play in the water?”

“Sure!”

“Huh…”

Ignoring them, I went to the water’s edge with Baekseol, and a forced laugh was heard.

“Can you swim?”

“Yes!”

Carefully placing Baekseol in the water, she started swimming, kicking her short legs.

[LOL, so cute]

[A rabbit swimming]

“Baekseol swims really well!”

“Excited!”

Baekseol splashed around, circling me.

This rabbit, whether it’s a rabbit or not, swims like a dog.

Splash!

“….?”

[Oh my]

[Gotcha]

Looking up, the guy next to the man who spoke was laughing, having thrown a small stone.

A typical black man with light skin.

“Baekseol, let’s play over there.”

“Okay!”

Gently pushing Baekseol’s bottom to guide her, she splashed away.

After sending Baekseol off, I saw the guy who threw the stone making a tearing gesture with his eyes.

Bang─!

Splashing through the shallow water, I quickly closed in on him.

“F***ing racist.”

Slap.

─Thud.

Crash-!

Pushing his chin with the bottom of my palm, he fell without a sound.

“What the hell!”

The guys sitting around the rock, snickering, all stood up seeing this.

I can’t cause a big problem. Many eyes are watching from the bushes.

Gentle ball tap.

Tap.

“Gasp.”

Grabbing his groin, he trembled.

Gentle eye poke.

Poke!

“Ahhh!!”

Covering his eyes, he stumbled back.

Gentle slap.

Slap!

“─…..”

Teeth scattered in the air.

[Wow, the room master is really strong]

[Total annihilation LOL]

[Is this for real? LOL, can’t stop laughing]

[They fight so dirty LOL]

“Whew. Let’s not spill blood for no reason, just go.”

The last guy left looked around, his face hardening as he pulled out a knife.

“You think that’ll do anything? Just go.”

He seems to consider the water source his last stand.

His eyes are not sane.

“Master.”

Looking down, Baekseol had swum over.

“Baekseol, go play over there.”

“Play!”

“Okay. Let’s finish this and play together?”

“Okay!”

Baekseol swam away, kicking her feet towards where I gestured.

“Why are these skinny, starving guys making a fuss over one person?”

I, too, am a ghost of money. If I play my cards right, a fortune big enough to last a lifetime could roll in, so I can’t give up.

“Ahhh!!”

After getting hit, he finally seemed to lose his mind and charged at me with a knife.

Strength naturally flowed into my left eye, and the world slowed down.

The guy really seemed intent on killing me, thrusting the knife towards my neck.

—Thwack!

When I struck his wrist with the edge of my hand, his face twisted in pain, and he dropped the knife.

An uppercut to the jaw.

—Ugh!

Crash!

“Phew.”

I gestured towards the sky, and a drone buzzed as it flew towards me.

“We should clean them up.”

The drone nodded its head up and down, then soared back into the sky.

“Let’s play!”

Baekseol had somehow approached me again.

“Yeah, let’s play.”

I pushed the water to create waves, and Baekseol floated up.

“Whoosh!”

“Exciting!”

***

“Nella.”

“You’re here?”

After washing up with Baekseol and returning, I saw Nella stacking large leaves one on top of another.

Nella was drenched in sweat.

“I was making a bed.”

“I noticed there were a lot of vines around the water, so I brought some.”

When I handed her the stems, Nella just stared at me.

“Why?”

“Your figure is killer.”

“Are you an uncle?”

“Hahaha.”

She laughed heartily.

“Nice. I can make something out of this.”

Nella, who had finally taken the stems, smiled brightly.

Looking at the bed Nella had made, it didn’t look like even a beggar would sleep in it.

But with so many leaves layered, it seemed like it would be quite cozy to lie on.

“Baekseol and I wandered around a bit, but we didn’t see any natural caves. That would’ve been great.”

“Participants would be dropping like flies.”

“True.”

While we chatted and got dressed, Nella was tinkering with something.

“Ta-da. A pot hanger.”

“Wow. Well made. But it’s not a pot hanger, we’re bucket hangers, right? We need to raise it a bit more.”

“Is that so?”

Nella started adjusting the hanger again.

She seems quite skilled with her hands, whatever she’s been doing.

“Nella, what were you doing outside?”

“I was a soldier.”

“Really? Russia is a military powerhouse. It’s a good job, why did you come here?”

At my words, Nella let out a self-deprecating laugh.

“Ga-eul. Have you ever been to Russia?”

“No.”

“Russia basically has holes all over its roads. The land is vast, but most of it is uninhabitable tundra, and even the decent land is hard to live on.”

“Is Russia really that tough to live in?”

[Yeah, it’s tough.]

[The room master has never been to Russia, why is her Russian so good?]

[The first thing you notice when you go to Russia is the potholes in the asphalt lol]

“A country that can’t even maintain its land, how well can it live? My monthly salary was 80,000 rubles.”

“Guys, do the math.”

[About 1.2 million won, a bit less.]

[Lol, the calculator’s performance is solid.]

Wherever you go, there are the poor and, in contrast, the wealthy.

Judging by the way they talk, as if they earn more than others, it seems the average national income is quite low.

“Racists are crawling all over. White supremacists and Nazis are giving citizens headaches, and murders keep happening left and right.”

“I’ve heard that public safety has been bad since the collapse of the Soviet regime.”

“Right.”

Nella’s face was filled with bitterness and helplessness.

“See this?”

Suddenly, Nella lifted her shirt to show me.

Her upper body was covered in countless scars.

“The reason I’ve survived intact through so many conflict zones is…”

“Yeah.”

Nella, who had been fiddling with her hanger, suddenly stood up and looked at me.

“My heart races when I sense danger.”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“Ga-eul. When I see you, my heart goes crazy. It feels like it’s going to jump out of my mouth. You’re dangerous.”

[LOL]

[Is she a beast too? Our room master is quite the beast herself.]

She didn’t seem dangerous at all, so I don’t know why she’s acting like this.

At most, she just swung a knife at participants eyeing the coconuts.

“I’ll help Ga-eul win. Can you share the prize money with me?”

“You can just win and take all the prize money yourself.”

“I… can’t. I’ve realized something deeply since coming here.”

“Hmm.”

Many people have already started forming groups.

In such an extreme environment, it’s nearly impossible for a weak human to survive alone.

Especially on a deserted island where food is strangely scarce. From what I’ve experienced, it’s impossible to set traps to catch land animals or fish to fill your stomach, like in the media.

In an environment where just sitting still makes it hard to breathe, constantly moving for survival doesn’t make sense.

The sea is dangerous, and the only edible thing, coconuts, are too high up.

Participants who have survived so far probably found a water source and drank water or caught bugs to eat.

“How much should I give?”

Hearing the question, Nella’s eyes spun around.

After thinking for a while, Nella stretched out both hands.

“One hundred thousand dollars?”

“Gasp! No, ten thousand dollars is enough.”

Ten thousand dollars seems like a lot for her to offer.

Ten thousand dollars is equivalent to Nella’s annual salary.

Suffering a bit on a deserted island and taking home a year’s salary isn’t a bad choice.

—Click, click.

“Phew— I’ll give you one hundred thousand dollars.”

Nella’s eyes widened. My offer must have surprised her.

One hundred thousand dollars is about 130 million won in Korean currency.

“You’re gambling on me without knowing anything about me. Then I should show some sincerity too.”

“Haha! Thanks, friend.”

“But isn’t it a waste? Most participants are worse than you. Nella, you could definitely give it a try.”

Nella shook her head.

“This is how I can survive. Because my heart races.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Haha. I’m saying life is more important. I can’t win alone anyway.”

“I’ll do it. I bet on you, Ga-eul.”

Maybe feeling good about solving what was troubling her, she took the cigarette I shared and put it in her mouth.

“Phew─ feels good.”

Beep-!

“Huh?”

Just when I thought Nella’s worries were resolved, a beep suddenly came from the device on my wrist.

<Rule 8 restriction lifted>

“Rule 8? What was that again?”

I picked up the rulebook I had thrown nearby and read it, and it seemed like I roughly understood the situation.

───

8. When looting another participant’s items.

───

The scariest thing in this situation is humans.

The organizers want the participants to understand and utilize that.

That was the intention.

─Bang!

As if waiting, a sharp sound rang out.

One by one, the flares started to go off, and the sky of the deserted island, which was gradually getting darker, was completely covered.

“Nella, gather some seashells or corals that have washed up on the shore and crush them for me.”

“Leave it to me.”

Nella, as if she had completely decided to help me, got up without any questions.

[Why are you doing that?]

[What did the message say? Tell us too.]

[Why are you suddenly firing the flare gun?]

“The looting rule restriction has been lifted. The reason I fired that is because I don’t want to die. The reason I’m crushing that is to mix it with coconut oil. If you mix the calcium from the coral with the fat from the coconut oil, you can use it as an adhesive.”

Looking to the side, there was a pile of trash Nella had brought earlier.

“There’s a fishing line tangled in the net here.”

[Yeah.]

[What are you gonna do with that?]

As I slowly untangled the fishing line, it got longer and longer.

Clink!

The glass bottle I had asked Nella why she brought also became useful.

“Ga-eul!”

“Did you get it?”

“Yeah.”

“Roast that slightly over the fire and crush it.”

“Leave it to me.”

“After you’re done with that, set up the fishing line at ankle height.”

Nella, who seemed to have roughly figured out what I was going to do, slightly tensed up.

Beep!

Another message came through the device.

<9:00 A.M Mini-game starts>

It seems the real deserted island survival is about to begin.