Chapter 204

The Maldives, also known as the Republic of Maldives, is an island nation in the northern Indian Ocean, near Sri Lanka and India, with a land area so tiny it's less than that of some county-level cities in my country, totaling less than 300 square kilometers.

Even including its territorial waters, the total area is only 11.53 square kilometers—slightly larger than Jiangsu Province, but Jiangsu is pure land area.

Yet despite its small size, the Maldives is a nation with highly developed air transport, as it relies heavily on tourism and shipping, has a very simple economic structure, scarce resources, and depends severely on imports.

On the 12th, a plane landed at Velana International Airport in Malé.

Not long after, a man and a woman, pushing luggage, were picked up by hotel staff and taken to the Paradise Island Resort.

Although their main purpose was to livestream, Qin Yun wasn't just livestreaming; it was rare to come out with his girlfriend, so naturally he wanted to have fun too.

He booked a luxury ocean-view suite, where through the floor-to-ceiling windows he could see the beautiful ocean, and just a short walk outside brought direct contact with the sea.

As soon as he placed the luggage by the entrance, Su Huan was instantly captivated by the view outside, forgetting to put down her bag, her feet instinctively moving toward it, her voice brimming with excitement: "Wow, Qin Yun, look, so beautiful."

It was currently 2 p. m. local time, the sun at its peak, golden light shimmering on the sea, dazzling the eyes.

The distant seawater was unnaturally clear, incomparably better than the seawater of Zhoushan—it was truly worlds apart. This was Qin Yun's first real trip to an island, and he was deeply stunned.

He put down his luggage and walked beside Su Huan, gazing at the shallow green near shore, gradually deepening as it stretched toward the open sea. A few coconut trees swayed gently in the wind, their broad leaves dappled with broken sunlight; at this hour, many people were sunbathing under the intense heat.

"Yeah, so beautiful. Let's go outside for a walk? The sunlight's perfect now—let's take a few photos."

"Okay!" Su Huan's eyes lit up, immediately nodding, turning to change into her swimsuit in the wardrobe.

When she emerged, Qin Yun was already dressed in loose shorts, and his eyes were immediately drawn to Su Huan. She wore a light two-piece swimsuit: the top was a simple strap design, accentuating her slender, elegant shoulder and neck lines, her waist and abdomen tight and lean, not an ounce of fat, her skin as white as sheep-fat jade.

The bottom was snug-fitting, highlighting her long, straight legs, the delicate lace trim along the hem swaying gently with each step.

Sensing Qin Yun's burning gaze, even though they were already intimately familiar, Su Huan still felt a faint shyness. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her cheeks slightly flushed, pretending not to notice his gaze, walking straight toward the door.

Qin Yun chuckled, quickly following, and soon they stepped onto the sand wearing slippers.

Because the Maldives lies near the equator, temperatures remain consistently between twenty and thirty degrees Celsius, making it a pleasant resort destination. A gentle sea breeze stirred Su Huan's hair, carrying a faint saltiness and floral fragrance that was instantly soothing.

Watching the girl walking ahead, Qin Yun's eyes held only her—he felt no scenery outside could rival her beauty.

"Hey, have you had enough staring?"

Su Huan couldn't take it anymore; even though they'd been intimate countless times, her nature still made her slightly flustered. She turned, giving him an "angry" glare.

Qin Yun laughed heartily, stepped forward, and took her hand, striding ahead.

"How could I ever have enough? Not in a lifetime."

Su Huan let him hold her hand, pouting: "Hmph, you're impossible."

Sunlight fell on them both, the sea breeze occasionally brushing past, and amid the emerald sea and white sand, their hearts gradually grew clear and light.

……

"Hmm, about here is fine." Qin Yun nodded to the pilot, signaling it was time.

As the helicopter hovered in midair, Qin Yun picked up the blue cubic beacon and opened the door, throwing it out with force—it plummeted downward, landing heavily on the blue sea.

Looking out, the endless ocean held nothing, saw nothing—just water, nothing but water.

This spot was over fifteen hundred kilometers from the Maldives, with no island within eight hundred kilometers, eliminating any chance he might find land.

He checked his phone's location, confirmed the signal hadn't dropped, then turned back.

The beacon was for precision parachuting.

Back at Paradise Island, Su Huan was lounging lazily on the sand, drinks and fruit beside her, a towel draped over her, sunglasses on, looking every bit the tourist.

"Beautiful lady, all alone? May I borrow the lounge chair next to you?"

Su Huan heard the voice, pulled her sunglasses down, and smiled: "Of course not for anyone else—but you're so handsome, of course you can."

Qin Yun sat down cheerfully: "Beautiful lady, you've got an amazing figure. Want me to put some sunscreen on you?"

"That'd be perfect." Su Huan pointed to the box beside her. "Use a lot—I don't want to get tanned."

Qin Yun eagerly grabbed the sunscreen, squeezed out a large glob into his palm, then pressed it onto Su Huan's thigh. Feeling the coolness of the sunscreen mixed with the warmth of his palm, Su Huan's cheeks flushed involuntarily.

"Handsome guy, don't cross the line—I have a boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Qin Yun's hands moved like engines, applying even, moderate pressure as he freely kneaded the two long, rounded legs before him. "Is your boyfriend as handsome as me? In this world, looks are justice—I'm tall, handsome, and in great shape. Why not dump your boyfriend and be with me?"

"You're shameless!"

Joking, once he'd finished applying sunscreen to her front, Qin Yun told her to turn over, then pinched the strap with his right hand—the strap snapped open instantly, making Su Huan cry out.

"Ah… what if someone sees?"

Qin Yun squeezed sunscreen onto her back: "Don't worry—no one's around, that's why I'm doing this. If anyone were here, I wouldn't dare."

Su Huan shot him an exasperated glare and spat out two words: "Beast."

Su Huan had an excellent figure: 1.68 meters tall, perfect proportions. Though her chest and hips weren't exaggerated, they suited her perfectly, creating an indescribable beauty that made it hard to look away.

Even though he'd studied her body countless times, he never grew tired of it—his boundless energy always stirred unimaginable urges.

Just now, while applying sunscreen, his thoughts turned thoroughly wicked. Had conditions allowed, he might have launched a surprise attack already.

"How far did you throw the beacon?"

"About fifteen hundred kilometers from here."

Su Huan froze, turning to look at him: "That far?"

She reached behind, fastened the strap, then sat up.

"Why so far?"

"Not that far." Qin Yun shook his head, wiping the leftover sunscreen from his hands. "If it were closer, the beacon might drift toward an island."

A flicker of worry appeared in Su Huan's eyes: "Actually, there's no need for precision parachuting—even jumping straight into the sea would be fine, right?"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Qin Yun grabbed Su Huan's arm, pulled gently, and lifted her entire body off the lounge chair. "Come on, let's go swim in the sea."

The nearby seawater was clear enough to see the bottom, the temperature perfect, wonderfully comfortable.

But as they walked deeper, water pressure gradually increased; soon they couldn't touch the bottom, and their entire bodies floated fully on the surface.

Su Huan could swim too; though not as skilled as Qin Yun, navigating this calm nearshore water without strong currents was still effortless for her.

As for Qin Yun, he needed no mention—he mastered the elite level of diving, moving in water like a fish. Had he not needed oxygen, he wouldn't even have to worry about drowning.

'Ah!'

Su Huan was swimming happily when suddenly an octopus wrapped around her legs, making her scream in shock. But the next moment, her lips were slammed shut, and no sound could escape.

Looking at the man so close, the embarrassed and angry Su Huan bit him lightly, then stopped swimming altogether, letting Qin Yun hold her in his arms, no longer worried about the danger of drowning.

'You scared me to death!'

'Hehe!' Qin Yun held tightly to her slender waist, which he could barely encircle, lying flat on the sea surface, enjoying the warmth of the sunlight. 'So comfortable!'

'Xiao Huan, what do you think about us settling in Sanya someday?'

'Sanya?' Su Huan asked curiously. 'Why Sanya?'

'I'm not saying it has to be Sanya—just that its climate is closest to this place.'

'I'll follow you wherever you go.'

'Mm, husband leads, wife follows.'

'I haven't married you yet—how can you say "husband leads, wife follows"?'

'So you won't marry me?'

'Uh… annoying.'

…

March 15, 8:55 a. m., three thousand meters above the Indian Ocean.

Inside the helicopter, Qin Yun double-checked his prepared gear.

One Red Bull, one SOG survival knife, one watch, two Snickers bars, one solar-powered flashlight. He wore a casual T-shirt and jeans, and his shoes were sneakers. Aside from the drone equipment, that was everything.

At this moment, countless netizens both domestic and overseas had gathered on Qin Yun's homepage, waiting in his livestream room.

Qin Yun looked up at Su Huan beside him: 'I'm about to start the livestream. When I jump down, go back to the hotel and wait for me. Don't keep watching the livestream nonstop—this is a rare trip, just enjoy yourself.'

Su Huan hid her worry, smiling: 'Don't worry—I'll go back and start my nine-day eating and drinking tour.'

He stepped forward and kissed her lightly, then immediately turned on three cameras and clicked 'Go Live' on the drone's display.

At the same moment, on four platforms—Douyin domestically, TikTok, YouTube, and Twitch overseas—Qin Yun's livestream suddenly flickered, and the video instantly popped up.

'Hello, everyone, I'm Qin Yun, a temporary plane crash survivor, currently on my way to a plane crash. I'll begin a nine-day simulated survival journey as a plane crash survivor. After nine days, the helicopter will very luckily appear before me and rescue me.'

Since the drone has real-time translation, whether he speaks Chinese or English, subtitles appear instantly, so there's no language barrier.

'Hahaha, waited so long—Qin Ye is the best.'

'Qin, plane crash survivor—so thrilling.'

'What the hell is a "temporary plane crash survivor"? Can you even be temporary?'

'Qin Ye's livestreams are getting more and more impressive.'

'OMG, Qin really plans to survive nine days out here? Someone's gonna die.'

'If it's not dangerous, what's the point of livestreaming?'

Looking at the comments on the screen, Qin Yun continued: "I'm carrying a parachute pack. I'll make a precision jump from three thousand meters. Did you see those blinking blue dots on the sea surface? That's my landing point."

'Besides that, I only brought one Red Bull, two Snickers bars, a Casio latest-model XX watch on my left wrist, an SOG survival knife, and a flashlight. That's all I have.'

After speaking, Qin Yun walked to the helicopter door, turned his back to the outside, nodded to Su Huan, then looked back at the screen.

He pressed his index and middle fingers together and made a gesture above his head.

'Ah… I'm in trouble!'

As soon as he spoke, Qin Yun fell backward, instantly plunging into the air—endless ocean instantly filled the livestream's frame.

'Puh—what trouble? You're full of it.'

'Laughed to death—Qin Ye just f***ed off.'

'666.'

'Feng Liu Jie sent the streamer 10 Carnival Gifts—Qin Ye, keep going.'

'Bo Lang Ge sent the streamer 10 Carnival Gifts—Qin Ye, awesome.'

'Chen He sent the streamer 10…'

'Emily sent the streamer…'

As he left the helicopter, gifts surged across domestic and overseas platforms, flooding the screen—the livestream of a plane crash survival journey had officially begun.