[Roger Strong: Sentenced to 2000 years in prison for urinating in public, an act of uncivilized behavior with severe negative impact. He is to be exiled to Survival Zone 23 for reform.]
[Barry Bright: Delighted in stealing other people's belongings, especially women's undergarments, a serious violation of privacy and dignity. Sentenced to life imprisonment, he is to be exiled to Survival Zone 2134 for reform.]
[Kana Momonogi: Produced films deemed excessively explicit and violent, leading many male viewers to develop a peculiar habit of excessive masturbation. Sentenced to 1200 years, she is to be exiled to Survival Zone 10001 for reform.]
[Calvin Gold: Due to his own physiological defect, a particularly small member, he developed an inferiority complex, leading to a twisted personality that adversely affected society. Sentenced to 800 years, he is to be exiled to Survival Zone 6000 for psychological treatment and personality development.]
.......
Around noon, a mysterious voice suddenly echoed in everyone's minds.
Hank Fowler, who had been sound asleep in bed, was abruptly jolted awake.
What's going on?
Where's that voice coming from?
Am I hallucinating?
Just as he was spacing out, the mysterious voice spoke again.
[Hank Fowler: Guilty of being excessively handsome, causing numerous young women and ladies to become infatuated to an unhealthy degree. This kind of handsomeness is shameful and criminal. Sentenced to 1000 years, he is to be exiled to Survival Zone 10001 for repentance.]
Hank Fowler: "..."
Was that about me?
Hank instinctively grabbed a small mirror from the bedside table and took a good look.
An exceptionally handsome face stared back at him.
In terms of looks, even if it wasn't earth-shattering or god-defying, it was still damn good-looking!
(Though, compared to all my readers, I'm still slightly inferior.)
"Looks like it was about me," Hank muttered thoughtfully, a surge of indignation rising within him.
Other people were sentenced, more or less, because they had done something wrong.
What did he do wrong?
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He was just a little too handsome.
Since when is being handsome a crime?
Is there no justice?
Is there no law?
Just as Hank was ranting internally, the mysterious voice sounded once more.
[All those sentenced will soon be transported to their respective survival zones to serve their sentences. Prepare for teleportation.]
"Teleport?"
"To where?"
Panic started to set in for Hank. Before he could even react, his vision went black.
It felt as if the entire world was collapsing in an instant, and he was swallowed by an endless darkness.
A strong wave of dizziness washed over him, making it nearly impossible to keep his balance.
Then, Hank's body gradually turned transparent, eventually vanishing from the bed.
A few seconds later, the endless darkness receded, and his vision gradually cleared.
Hank slowly opened his eyes and found himself on a desolate little island.
The island wasn't very big, maybe about ten thousand square feet in size.
Surrounding the island was a vast, turbulent blue sea, waves crashing against the shore, creating a symphony of sound.
The sea breeze caressed Hank's face, carrying a salty tang and a hint of coolness.
The sky was as blue as a sapphire, and the sunlight danced on the surface of the sea, creating a dazzling spectacle.
A mix of excitement and nervousness welled up in Hank's heart.
This must be Survival Zone 10001, so what's next?
Just then, the mysterious voice echoed again.
[Greetings, survivors! I am the System, the master of this world!]
[Welcome to the world of survival! Here you will redeem yourselves!]
[During your sentence, please pay attention to the following points.]
[1. Upon entering the survival zone, each survivor will receive a precious set of survival supplies. These are crucial resources for your survival, so make good use of them.]
[2. Each survival zone has one thousand islands, and each island has four survivors.]
[3. Every survivor has a game panel that can be accessed through their mind. The game panel has many functions, please explore them yourself.]
[4. Each survivor will randomly receive a talent. Talents vary in strength, it all depends on luck.]
[5. Every so often, a crisis will occur. The only way to survive is to constantly improve your strength.]
[6. Death in the game means real death!]
[7. Treasure chests will appear around the island from time to time. Some chests may contain various supplies, while others may contain dangerous items. Open with caution!]
[8. The survival game officially begins. Good luck, survivors!]
As the System's voice faded, a backpack suddenly appeared in Hank's hands.
Opening it, he found three loaves of bread, three bottles of water, two blueprints, an entrenching tool, and a bag of unknown seeds.
These were all the survival supplies he had.
Hank's brow furrowed.
Just three loaves of bread and three bottles of water, that would only last a day or two at most.
What then?
Was he going to starve to death?
"Sigh!"
Hank sighed, but his eyes quickly hardened with resolve.
What was done was done, complaining wouldn't help. The most important thing now was to survive.
A moment later, Hank picked up the bag of seeds to examine them.
There were ten seeds in total, each about the size of a peanut, and a vibrant green color. They looked like peas but were much larger.
So, what kind of seeds were these?
Hank examined them for a while but had no clue.
Just as he was about to put the seeds away, a strange voice suddenly popped up in his head:
"What are you staring at? Hurry up and plant us in the ground!"
"Have young people these days never farmed before? Is he going to know how to do it?"
"Dig a hole, water it a bit, and bury us in the soil. What's so hard about that?"
"Looking at his dumbfounded expression, he probably can't do it!"
Hank's jaw dropped.
Who was talking?
Could it be these seeds?
But how could seeds talk?
Was this another hallucination?
