On the second day, Taylor watched the sun begin to shift with the moon from behind her tent. At the faint sound of a partridge crowing, she was startled awake and began to realize there were chickens around."Maybe today I can try to catch a chicken," she thought. She woke up and found that the rain had moistened the surrounding land. Fortunately, she had built a tent among the grass and bushes she had levelled. She tried to make some spears that she had made before. She finally searched around her tent for the sound of the chicken that had crowed earlier to wake her up. The sky, which had been a little dark, was getting brighter, she sighed but began to wake up.She tore the hem of her clothes a little, "it could be bad if I don't go back to where I was," she thought. Quen, who had woken up earlier, noticed Taylor, even though she had been rash and reckless. He began to feel sorry for the girl who had not eaten since yesterday afternoon. Taylor set up signs from the scraps of her

The sound of the ball thumping along the same row of teeing grounds as Melvis began to ring out. Melvis swung the club with a firm stance and performed a powerful swing repeatedly. He then wiped his sweat and sighed in relief as the three balls floated in the air and out of sight. "Huft..." Melvis made a sound of reluctance at what he was doing. He looked around the golf course, along the teeing ground, his eyes only saw rich people participating in the ball-throwing sport. "He is the son of the current finance minister," Melvis said to himself. His eyes suddenly fell on a young man who made a great swing. Melvis also accidentally stared at a man known as a big celebrity from the centre of New Orlando, the man was swinging an expensive club as several caddy girls cheered him on. A caddy who accompanied Melvis was wiping the stick that Melvis had just played with, she then gave the bat again, but Melvis refused. "It's okay. I'm done with it." Melvis raised his hand halfway to hi

Melvis and Quen were separated by the crowd between them. The arguments around them made Melvis even more uncomfortable as the road to the exit became congested. The man who initially flirted with Patricia then argued with another female golf caddy. Melvis sighed and looked closely at Quen to break through. "How noisy you are, you cheap woman! How much do you want? I can give it to you now," the potbellied old man snapped at the beautiful woman with an ass that still looked very bouncy despite being covered by a long skirt.Patricia was so beautiful she made even her coworkers jealous. Her beautiful curves were able to hypnotize everyone. Her mixed Caucasian and Asian face can mesmerize anyone, especially when staring at her green eyes for 10 seconds. She was like a genuine goddess. Some of Patricia's seniors whispered to each other, then they approached Patricia and the bloated man. They had been ignoring the situation of Patricia, who was being severely scolded by the perverted p

Adam laughed and rechecked his phone. Paying attention to the footage of the incident that he recorded remotely. He then focused back on Melvis, who wanted to get away from him, "uh yeah, who was that? Melvis? What's your last name?" asked Adam Charloggs curiously.Melvis glanced at Adam, who was walking beside him, He just smiled. "Just Melvis," he replied flatly.He had expected the celebrity boy to follow him and insist on asking for his last name. Adam patted Melvis on the back casually as if they were old friends and very close, "Come on, man, tell me your last name," Adam said in non-formal language."Hey, Adam, I'm older than you," said Melvis. He then dodged Adam's hand that tried to embrace him. "Ah, really?!" Adam became more enthusiastic. He admired Melvis' calmness, but it made him want to get close to Melvis repeatedly out of curiosity for the man. A man followed Melvis and Adam; he was Quen. But because of Melvis' eye code, Quen didn't walk near Melvis. But a while l

The sarcastic voice was accompanied by giggles from two girls. Melvis, who felt his focus was disturbed, turned around with a flat face. "Ah, who else?" he thought. Melvis turned his head and found two girls whispering to each other while laughing at her. In front of the two girls dressed in miniature was the participant of the archery competition, a man who also emphasized his muscles from the curves of his tight clothes. The man looked at Melvis mockingly and emphasized his large arm muscles while stylishly holding a crossbow. "What are you looking at, man? You're jealous of my muscles, aren't you?!" he said with a chuckle mocking Melvis. Melvis smiled and then went back to ignoring him, disgusted by the attitude of a man whose narcissism was far above the average human being. Melvis tried to warm up again by pulling the string without an arrow. He tried to ignore the laughter of the two women, who clearly sounded like they were mocking him."Hey man, why are you hesitating so