Global Survival: I Built a Villa on a Deserted Island

Ah, beautiful Shiping Island, please don't have tides, please don't have waves, please don't have wind, please don't have atmospheric circulation, because... Glug glug glug... The island... Glug glug... Is submerged... Glug glug... Glug glug...

Ten square meters, and it's decreasing by one square meter every day? Author, don't dig yourself a hole! Think about how many people will be left in ten days? You have a system, you can do whatever you want! For everyone else, just living is a crime! This is too cruel!

How big is 100 grams of fresh fish? It's about the size of three fingers.

Seeing the label "Intelligence Online" and the description appear together in front of me felt like a mockery.

I was wrong. There's a reason why so many people in the comments section are complaining. I shouldn't have been so skeptical and insisted on trying the poison.

Are all the authors of these books autistic? They don't interact with the outside world, they lack even basic common sense. A ten-square-meter island? I've seen even more outrageous ones before, like a two-square-meter island. The sea isn't still; it'll be submerged if it shakes a bit. Please look up the word "island" in the dictionary first.

To be honest, you can tell what level it is just by reading the first sentence of the introduction.

It's exactly the same as a book with over 700 chapters, which is quite interesting.

I couldn't stand it anymore after seeing the old fisherman sign a master-servant contract. It was disgusting. How much of a sycophant is that old fisherman? He has an S-class spaceship, and he has to fawn over the protagonist to this extent. I just can't bear to watch it.

Honestly, when I saw the comments section full of insults, I thought it was just prejudice. But then, two out of three chapters had incoherent sentences. 666