[TS] Became a Peach Saint – Chapter 153

“Kheu! I’m so happy, Ga-eul!”

“Eat a lot.”

I don’t know why lukewarm beer tastes so good, but they’re drinking it like it’s the best thing ever.

“It’s delicious!”

“Baekseol, eat a lot too.”

“Yes!”

Seeing Baekseol eat so well, I couldn’t ask for more.

*Rustle.*

The friends who were noisily enjoying a feast on the deserted island suddenly fell silent.

Nella had stood up at some point, and Baekseol was perking her ears, staring outside.

After a short wait, the sound of footsteps on the grass grew louder, and a group of uninvited guests appeared.

[What kind of weirdos showed up?]

[LOL, our faces are shiny with oil, but theirs look like they’ve been through hell.]

As the viewers said, our group’s faces were glowing, while theirs looked like they were on the brink of death.

Are they even human? The contrast is stark.

Their eyes are filled with hunger and malice.

“What’s this? Aren’t you leaving?”

“……”

The man who seemed to be the leader took a step forward.

“You must’ve gotten a lot of food from the points, right?”

“Food? Yeah, we did. So?”

“Share it.”

He delivered his demand bluntly.

“Why should I?”

*Click.*

I pulled out a knife, making sure he saw it.

“Do you think two women can take on our group?”

“……Well, no.”

“Glad we understand each other.”

[????]

[Who’s agreeing?]

Even though I nodded, I didn’t lower my guard as he reached out his hand.

It was a gesture demanding food.

“Wait.”

“Friend?”

As I was putting mackerel pancakes into a coconut bowl, Nella gave me a puzzled look.

“Huh?”

“Oh, no. You’re just giving it to them?”

“Look at them. There are seven of them. It’s better to just give them food and send them away.”

The man who had been glaring at us sharply nodded his head.

“Smart. We won’t take everything. Just enough for our camp, and we’ll leave.”

“Wait, I’m packing it.”

Despite the positive response, Nella’s face was full of doubt.

“That doesn’t make sense…?”

As I continued packing the food, Nella’s muttering didn’t stop.

*Crash!*

It had been quiet, but it seemed the weather was about to turn bad.

“Done packing.”

“Bring it over.”

“Take it yourself before I twist your head off. No delivery service here.”

“Tch. Feisty, aren’t you?”

The man cautiously stepped forward, unaware.

“Ugh!”

“Oops, you stepped on it.”

“What…?”

“Pufferfish poison.”

The man’s face turned pale as he grimaced and examined his ankle.

“Ahaha. Looks like you’ll have to cut your foot off.”

[Psycho.]

[LOLOLOLOLOLOL]

***

“Nella, it’s morning.”

“Ughhh. My whole body hurts.”

“Breakfast is ready.”

*Chik, chik.*

“Whew— The weather’s annoyingly clear.”

The sky was so clear, not a single cloud in sight. The cigarette smoke rose like a cloud, finding its place in the sky.

[Good morning, Room Master.]

[Hi, Room Master.]

“Welcome.”

As I greeted the viewers, Nella stumbled outside.

“Did you go to the sea this early?”

“Yeah. Gotta eat breakfast.”

“You’re really diligent.”

[LOL, the Room Master is oddly diligent.]

[For real, LOL.]

She stretched, grimacing from the muscle pain.

The weather was so harsh, even breathing felt like a chore.

But I guess the feast last night was worth it, even if the muscle pain came late.

“Nella, drink some water.”

“……”

When I handed her the water bottle, she slowly turned her head, avoiding eye contact like a child.

“Hurry up.”

“Ah, gah.”

Nella, holding the canteen with a look full of fear, brings it to her mouth.

“Ugh.”

[LOL]

[Nella’s so funny LOL]

“From today, the only drinking water is coconut water.”

“What? Why! How come!”

“Because I destroyed the water source last night.”

“Gasp.”

He went all out with a shovel to wreck the water source.

[Thought she was crazy LOL]

[Kinda scary though]

Beep!

<422>

Participants are collapsing not by the day, but by the hour.

This water source collapse incident will only speed things up.

“Do you like it here? We’re not gonna be on this deserted island for days and days.”

“Well, that’s true… Sigh.”

Nella’s face darkens as she shakes the canteen filled with coconut water.

“And they keep picking fights everywhere.”

“Well, we did come in first.”

“They’ve been letting it slide so far, but no more.”

[Sucks for them]

[Why does it feel like the room master’s gonna cause more trouble?]

[That’s what I’m saying LOL]

Controlling the participants’ water and ending the game as quickly as possible.

That’s the goal.

Like they say, we can’t just rot here for days and days. The scenery’s nice, but that’s only good for a day or two.

“Wouldn’t it be better to just let it slide quietly?”

At Nella’s carefree words, he pointed to the mosquito net.

“Huh? Uh, what’s that.”

The mosquito net they had just gotten was torn apart in less than a day.

Probably someone threw a rock from afar.

“You think only they’re the villains? Damn, I’m the villain now.”

[Oh sh*t]

[Kyah, ordering chicken]

About 400 participants remain.

Except for a few who are skilled and have secured food steadily, most are surviving on just water.

In this weather, surviving on just water without food has its limits.

Even now, dropouts are happening. Thanks to the flare guns they’re shooting off, it’s hard to tell day from night.

Yet, they’ll collapse at a different speed than before.

“Let’s go cause some chaos.”

[Kyah, our room master’s back to his main job]

[The room master’s sexiest when doing his main job]

[What’s his main job?]

[Causing chaos]

[LOL]

“From now on, we’ll divide the work. Nella, take the bucket and extract tree sap for me.”

“Sap? Where do I extract it from?”

“You know the green trees? Most of them are conifers. Among them, pine trees are the best, so focus on collecting from them. Just cut the branches or peel the bark and collect it.”

“Leave it to me.”

Getting an okay sign from Nella, he grabs Baekseol from above, and her ears perk up.

“Baekseol, pick a bunch of coconuts without overdoing it.”

“Okay!”

“Stop immediately if it gets tough.”

“Okay!”

Rabbits are the best at answering.

Baekseol isn’t just a small animal that needs protection.

She’s the kind of creature that kicks birds of prey when they go for a walk in the mountains. So, she’ll do just fine on her own.

“Alright, let’s eat breakfast and head out right away.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Okay!”

[What’s the room master doing?]

[LOL, he ordered chicken]

“I gotta go cause some chaos. Just taking hits isn’t my style. Let’s see who the real villain is.”

The participants will have to survive not the deserted island, but me.

***

Beep!

As he steps and activates the device, the number 419 appears.

Three people dropped out while we were eating.

From now on, the participants who drop out quickly are actually those who don’t matter much. They were destined to drop out anyway.

Just pouring gasoline on a burning house.

“The leftovers are the real problem.”

[Yeah, that’s true]

[Anyway, it’s a survival game where only first place matters, so the numbers don’t really matter.]

As we hurried toward the water source, several survival camps started to come into view.

As expected, they were clustered near the water source like a beehive.

The shabby leaf huts suggested there were no natives around.

Nella seems to be quite skilled with her hands.

“Everyone’s gathered over there.”

All that chaos in the rain at dawn was worth it.

As if to prove it, the survivors were gathered near the water source, buzzing with activity.

[Nella’s gonna die lol.]

[Lol, it’s impressive how much of a mess she’s made.]

They completely covered the water source with dirt and filled the wide areas with large rocks.

Even if they managed to collect the tiny trickle of water seeping through the rocks, it would never be enough for over 400 people.

So, fights were bound to happen.

All I had to do was stir the pot.

Now, it’s a race against time.

“Hey!”

The buzzing crowd turned their gaze toward me.

Their faces were filled with anger.

“That guy came to fetch water yesterday! He kept throwing dirt into the water, so I wondered what he was up to…”

The crowd’s eyes followed the direction of my finger.

At the end of where my finger pointed, there was a man with his mouth wide open, pointing back at himself.

***

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Day 4 of deserted island survival.

The Game Master B hosted another mini-event.

I luckily caught a shark during the fishing event and took first place.

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“Ga-eul, what are you doing? You should smoke a cigarette before bed.”

“I was writing in my diary.”

“So that’s why you traded points for stationery? Fancier hobby than I thought.”

“Records have always contributed to human progress.”

“What are you even saying?”

“Idk.”

***

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Day 5 of deserted island survival.

Nella made torches and fire starters with the sap she collected.

Baekseol is working hard too.

That little fluffball is so full of energy, she’s determined to pick every coconut on the island.

But every time she picks one, she brings it to me and sticks her head in.

───

Beep!

< 322 >

***

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Day 6 of deserted island survival.

The fights are escalating.

It feels like the survival game, which had been dragging on, finally has a finish line in sight.

And Baekseol has gotten all grimy.

───

Beep!

< 229 >

***

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Day 7 of deserted island survival.

Thanks to Nella and Baekseol, preparations were finished quickly.

The water supply on the island, which could be considered both large and small, started to run out.

I washed the little fluffball diligently, but she got all grimy again today.

I feel like I’m the one running on a hamster wheel instead of the rabbit.

───

Beep!

< 141 >

***

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Day 8 of deserted island survival.

The participants are using all sorts of knowledge to create drinking water.

I secretly sprinkled dirt into it, and now they’re fighting each other.

I’m relentlessly sabotaging them.

And I plan to make my move at dawn.

───

Beep!

< 31 >

***

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Day 9 of deserted island survival.

The coconut trees coated with fire starters burst into flames.

I wanted to burn the forest, but…

Because of the installed camera, I couldn’t do it.

When asked if it was okay to ride, the staff’s face, who answered that damage to the equipment would result in disqualification, is unforgettable.

Thanks to that, I had to pull out the rulebook and read it again.

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*Beep!*

< 8 >

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*Day 10 of surviving on a deserted island.*

*Not a single person is in sight.*

*But it’s okay.*

*As long as they’re human, they can’t control their breathing when they fall asleep.*

*I plan to go out at dawn with the ultra-high-performance Baekseol.*

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“Hey, were you here?”

“······.”

“Wow, you’re amazing. Thanks to you, I had a bit of a hard time.”

A strangely familiar face popped out from the tunnel.

I wondered where I’d seen it before, and then I remembered—it was the person on the cover of a book I bought at the bookstore.

And this was also the person who threw water balloons at Nella during the water balloon game.

The chances of beating this guy in a survival game are close to zero.

I vaguely remember the contents of the book I read.

This is the kind of person who walks around in long pants when the morning dew settles on the grass and squeezes it to replenish water.

Viewers also said that if they could bring something to the survival game, they should bring the person in front of them.

“Hey, fairly······.”

“Fair? Fair my foot. You must not have been keeping up with the situation since you’ve been stuck in the tunnel. The fairness in this neighborhood has already gone to heaven.”

*Beep!*

< 3 >

“See? You’re the only one left.”

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“There they come!”

*Click! Click! Click!*

A barrage of flashes pours out.

I thought there might be a celebrity behind me, but the camera follows me with every step.

“What the… No, I’m not doing it. I’m not buying.”

“Han Ga-eul! Representing our country······.”

They don’t even listen to me.

The loud noise makes my ears ring.

As I was contemplating whether to smash everything, someone grabbed my shoulder.

“Haha. Reporters, that’s no way to treat a young lady.”

The person holding my shoulder was smiling in a way that made him look like a nice guy.

Years of honed smiling skills were on display.

As the elderly man appeared, the murmuring among the reporters grew louder.

“Now, now, let’s take a commemorative photo with our Han Ga-eul, who has brought glory to our nation!”

“Hey, you jerk, where do you think you’re putting your hand? Am I your friend?”

“Ah! My, my hair!”

The man, whose hair was grabbed, flailed his arms.

“Glory to the nation, my foot. Did I go to the Olympics? Stop struggling and make some kimchi. You said you wanted to take a photo with me.”

“Ah!!”

“Why aren’t you making kimchi? Are you a cheese fan? I caught a traitor.”

[⚔️Super─ Biiiaaang!!!]

[⚔️Kiiyaaah!!]

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