Eldritch Survival: I'm a Food Streamer on a Desert Island!

Survival-game livestreamer, nonhuman offerings, sacrificial-flow [Welcome to the Island Survival Game! The players' only mission is to survive!] From the start, all you have is a fishing rod and a raft. Disasters keep coming, and survival is an uphill struggle. After saving someone and falling into the water, Yan Zi, who was recuperating in a hospital, accidentally entered the Island Survival Game and became bound to a bizarre livestream. It's just that the viewers inside seem a little different from what she imagined... “An open invitation to spend every day teetering on the edge of a sanity level of zero.” The unspeakable, uncanny things looming over the twenty-four-hour clock never let up, and fear followed her like a shadow. Clock position 1 [?] “The scales? Hand them over.” Clock position 12 [?] “You don't know how to fight? I can teach you.” Clock position 21 [?] “Thank you, Doctor. You cured my insomnia.” Yan Zi: Survival? What survival? The best way to deal with something you can't beat is to go insane. * A gloomy, deadpan straight woman with dad energy, an unmarried mother of one, surviving by bluffing her way through everything * No romance, bizarre livestream eating, psychological pollution * Bloodied, battle-worn fiction, written to indulge the author's tastes, niche content, read at your own risk