In the South Pacific, a luxury cruise ship ran aground and sank.
When twenty-three-year-old Chen Liang woke up, he found himself washed up on an uninhabited island. As a professional outdoor survival blogger, the flints, engineer shovels, and titanium alloy tableware in his backpack are the team's only hope. Seven young women floated up together - an emergency room doctor, a wealthy family's daughter, a gym owner, a beauty blogger, a company white-collar worker, a kindergarten teacher, and a senior high school girl who had just turned eighteen.
In addition, there is a 25-year-old good-for-nothing rich second generation with only a pair of underwear on his body.
Some people wanted to steal his equipment, some questioned that he was too young, and some shouted "Who is my dad?" Chen Liang shoveled the engineer into the sand, his short sword flashed with cold light, and behind him was a bonfire that had just risen.
"If you want to live, listen to me. If you don't want to, there is the sea over there."
Fresh water, fire, shelter. The beasts hiding deep in the jungle, the warmth of the cave on a typhoon night, the remnants of World War II in the abandoned base, and the stone raised by the rich second generation in the dark. From having nothing to being the master of a deserted island, 23-year-old Chen Liang told everyone with his hands and tendons——
In the face of survival, age and worth are useless. With a height of 1.85 Meters and nearly perfect muscle lines, paired with the sunset in the South Pacific, this is the biggest rule on this island.
Seven lives, one island, one king.
When the rescue helicopter finally appeared on the skyline, Chen Liang was tanned by two shades, and behind him stood seven energetic women and a waste kneeling on the sand. The action camera contains all the records of seventy days of survival, enough to last him a lifetime.
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