It looked at the three people besides Li Changzhou and imitated their postures one by one: lying down, sitting with legs bent, and sitting cross-legged. Finally, it chose to sit with legs bent.

It was tiny, sitting there with its knees drawn up and legs bent, just like a radish.

Li Qianxia's eyes lit up; she wished she could hold it in her arms and cuddle it like a cat.

"How did you survive the day?" Zheng Qing asked inquisitively.

"Hmm?" The little radish didn't quite understand what she meant.

"Have you had any water? Have you encountered any enemies? In this heat, are you ever unable to walk?" Zheng Qing added.

"Yes, it's very tiring."

"How did you manage to put up with it?"

"I kept climbing and jumping, but I didn't know where to go. There was no tree sap and no bugs." Little Radish hugged his legs tightly, resting his face on his knees.

“There’s water here!” Li Qianxia pointed to a puddle beside the rocks.

"Really?!" Little Radish jumped up like a monkey, and was about to rush over when he noticed Li Changzhou in that direction.

Startled, it scrambled back up the cliff face, its apple-sized rear end wiggling back and forth.

Once it reached a certain height, it turned around and looked at Li Changzhou in fear, as if it had just discovered that he was there too.

"Is he really that scary?" Not only Li Qianxia, ​​but Yang Qinglan and Zheng Qing were also puzzled.

"Mmm-hmm-hmm!" Little Radish nodded frantically.

"Is it because of the gun?" Li Changzhou gestured to the AK in his hand.

"Hmm~ Hmm~ Hmm~!" The little radish shook its head vigorously, making a negative sound. I was really worried that it would shake its head off.

"What is the reason for that? Could it be that even monkeys can sense your 'I am ill, I am lustful'?" Yang Qinglan asked.

"Hahaha!" Li Qianxia laughed and clapped her hands.

"My lust has principles; I have a particular fondness for slender waists," Li Changzhou said with a smile, his mind completely focused on the pygmy marmoset, without any real feeling in his heart.

He asked the pygmy marmoset, "Then what are you afraid of me for?"

"black."

"What?" Li Qianxia asked, puzzled.

“He’s so dark,” Little Radish said with childlike certainty.

All three women were confused.

Li Changzhou doesn't play ball, doesn't have money to go out and run around, and has very fair skin. Moreover, there's also Zheng Qing with brown skin on the scene.

“He’s terrifying,” said Little Carrot. “My instincts tell me so.”

"Instinct?" Li Qianxia repeated subconsciously.

"What is your instinct?" Yang Qinglan asked softly.

"Avoid death and prolong life." Little Radish said without hesitation, "It's my good friend. It told me there's fire, water, and things here that can help me, but it also told me to stay away from it because it's very—dangerous!"

It pointed at Li Changzhou, almost as if it were pointing out the murderer, hoping that everyone would unite to attack him.

"Very dangerous, how dangerous?" Li Qianxia asked with great interest.

She didn't care at all whether her brother was in danger or not.

“He’ll eat us all up!” Little Radish said confidently.

“…Brother,” Li Qianxia turned to stare at Li Changzhou in disbelief, “You ate Qinglan…and even Captain Zheng, but you didn’t even spare your own sister?”

The rational Li Changzhou knew very well that her use of "eat" was not the same as the "eat" used by the pygmy marmoset.

(Surviving the qualifying rounds, the reward is the ability to bring 'people' along, participating in this game, and safely making it here in the desert... Avoiding death and prolonging life, interesting instincts)

"Whoosh!" The little radish disappeared into the darkness.

"What's wrong?" Li Qianxia stood up abruptly, looking around blankly.

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou.

"Miss Yang, please don't look at me like I'm a pervert. I'm a law-abiding citizen." Li Changzhou threw a piece of firewood into the campfire, ending his "dopamine control" session.

Zheng Qing seemed to be deep in thought.

The firelight danced on Li Changzhou's handsome face. A humanoid black mist stood behind him, its tall figure gazing at them as if they were looking at a pot of cooked soup.