Staring at the big white rabbit in his sketchbook, Tang Jizhi froze for a moment.

The reason was simple—he suddenly remembered the spicy rabbit head he’d eaten last time. He’d followed a recipe and made it himself at home; it had been unbelievably good. Even the chubby kid next door had come over to mooch a meal.

Tang Jizhi silently flipped the page, wanting to draw something else. Unfortunately, his mind was completely occupied by spicy rabbit head, and he lost all motivation to continue. He closed the sketchbook, stood up, and looked out toward the opposite side.

The newly risen sun overlapped with the deep blue surface of the sea, scattering golden specks of light like crushed gold. With the gentle sway of the waves and the occasional crisp call of seabirds, it felt like a paradise from a dream.

If this weren’t a world that ate people alive, Tang Jizhi thought, he would like this place—he might even settle here. After all, it could provide him with an endless stream of inspiration.

To be buried on such a beautiful island didn’t seem so unacceptable either.

His emotions completely settled, even lifting into a faint sense of joy. He planned to return to the cave and get some proper sleep. Just as he turned around, however, his ears caught a small sound.

It came from the rocks below. He was certain—it sounded like something scraping again and again.

Could it be some kind of fish-type monster crawling up from the sea?

Tang Jizhi hesitated for two seconds, then took two steps forward and cautiously leaned over to look down.

In his line of sight, atop rocks covered in dark green moss, lay a snow-white rabbit. Its nose twitched against the moss, its ears stood straight up, and its right hind leg trembled nonstop—either shaking off water stuck to its fur or digging at something.

Suddenly, the rabbit lifted its head. Its ruby-red eyes met Tang Jizhi’s gaze, and in that instant, he was absolutely certain—

This was an ordinary rabbit. A clean one. Completely uninfected.

Tang Jizhi: “!!!”

A strange sensation surged through his chest, causing his heart to race uncontrollably.

How could a clean, uninfected, snow-white rabbit suddenly appear on a sea reef—right after he’d just finished drawing one?

Was it an accident? A coincidence? Or… something else?

At the same time, the livestream chat exploded:

【Where did that rabbit come from?!】
【Did the beauty catch it? So the beauty’s still alive?!】
【I don’t see the beauty—where did the rabbit jump out from?】
【Huh? A rabbit appearing out of thin air? Interesting.】
…

Before their shock could fade, the two hundred-plus viewers watching live saw the jade-white, adorable rabbit twitch its ears rapidly upon seeing Tang Jizhi. The ears drooped cutely, then the rabbit sprang into action.

Its four stubby legs seemed equipped with anti-slip gear. In just a few seconds, it climbed up to Tang Jizhi. It lifted its front paws at him in a strangely human gesture, then suddenly accelerated and slammed straight into the rock wall beside him.

The snow-white rabbit collapsed limply on the ground.

【Holy shit, am I hallucinating?】
【Isn’t this that fable… what was it again… the one our classical Chinese teacher taught—“Waiting by a Tree Stump for a Rabbit”?】
【???】
【??????????】
【It’s a coincidence! It has to be!!!】
…

Tang Jizhi stood there blankly.

He couldn’t see the frenzied flood of comments, but a storm was raging inside his mind.

When the rabbit raised its front paws, he had heard a cheerful, delighted voice:

“Master, please eat me.”
“You must eat me.”

Then the rabbit had smashed itself to death against the rock.

An absurd thought surfaced:

This rabbit—the one that appeared out of nowhere—was the same one he had just drawn in his sketchbook.

But…

He had only drawn a rabbit. How could a real one run out?

Tang Jizhi stared at the soft, lifeless creature on the ground. It was a fully grown rabbit, plump like a ball. From its appearance, it matched the rabbit he had drawn earlier by at least eighty percent.

“…”

His breathing quickened, his vision swam, and his body felt strangely light.

Until—

“Tang Jizhi.”

A weak voice pulled his drifting thoughts and soul back into his body. Tang Jizhi clenched his hand and felt solid strength again.

He slowly turned his head and saw Luo Die walking out of the cave.

His face was deathly pale, his whole body carrying the exhaustion of someone on the brink of collapse, yet his eyes were warm.

“I woke up and didn’t see you,” Luo Die said. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. We’ve hit the jackpot,” Tang Jizhi replied, quietly taking a breath to steady himself. Becoming some kind of divine painter was really not easy to stay calm about.

To avoid arousing suspicion, he pointed at the rabbit on the ground.
“Look. A big white rabbit delivered itself to us.”

Luo Die tilted his head, his brows knitting together. Tang Jizhi knew what he was worried about.

He stepped forward and picked up the rabbit. His fingers slid over its smooth fur, paused for a few seconds, and the cheerful voice from earlier echoed in his mind. He lifted the rabbit’s eyelid.

“Look at the eyes. They’re normal.”

The simplest and most obvious way to distinguish monsters was by their eyes—dark red tinged with black meant a monster.

Some monsters developed high intelligence. They could understand human language and even imitate human habits, disguising themselves as ordinary animals. But their eyes could never be fully disguised.

Luo Die’s dull eyes lit up instantly.

“I don’t know how this rabbit appeared either,” Tang Jizhi said. “It just suddenly ran into the wall. But… no matter how it showed up, we have food now.”

He knew very clearly that no one could find out that the things he drew could become real. He had to stay calm.

Luo Die didn’t doubt him. With the appearance of the rabbit, survival instinct took over, and he seemed much more alive. He glanced around and hesitated.

“Could it be the one who saved us…?”

Tang Jizhi met his gaze and answered with silence.

Silence was the best response.

Seeing this, Luo Die said nothing more. A tacit agreement was reached instantly: the big white rabbit had been sent by the blue-eyed savior.

As for why the blue-eyed one didn’t appear—

The ways of the strong were beyond comprehension.

A rabbit delivering itself was a good thing, but…

There was no water, no knife, no branches—not even a way to start a fire by friction.

Tang Jizhi stared at the rabbit, frowning in distress.
“How are we supposed to deal with it?”

If only he had just drawn a plate of spicy rabbit head.

Wait—

If that were possible, why hadn’t the big hamburger he’d drawn earlier appeared?

Tang Jizhi was instantly confused.

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