Stranded on a Deserted Island from the Start? The Hardcore System Makes Me Fight Back

“Ha... hahaha...” Lin Mo looked at the pile of items that were practically “junk” on a deserted island and let out a dry, despairing laugh. No knife! No fire starter! No compass! He didn’t even have a single sip of clean water! Textbooks? A power bank? Sunscreen? What good were these things in this wilderness? They were too rough to even wipe with!

A vast, icy despair completely seized him. His stomach cramped with hunger, and his throat was so dry it felt like it was smoking. The sun scorched his skin, while his wet clothes clung to him and sent a bone-deep chill through his body. He slumped onto the scorching beach, staring at the deep jungle that seemed capable of swallowing souls, then at the boundless sea that offered no hope at all. The utter isolation of being abandoned by the entire world was like an invisible giant hand, pinning him fast in the abyss of despair.