Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen novel Chapter 264

Sylvia looked in shock at the two flirting with each other, almost exploding on the spot. She cursed under her breath, "Men are nothing but trouble, why won't she listen!"

Hobson, hearing this, smiled and said, "Ms. Sylvia, stop trying to mess around. I think Ms. Lopez and Mr. Reed are quite a good match."

"A good match? What match!" Sylvia immediately glared at Hobson.

Shaking his head, Hobson decided not to argue with a fanatical fan, knowing they're unreasonable.

After resting for a while, Eileen started to assign tasks. "It's getting late. We need to find food and set up camp simultaneously. What do you think?"

Hobson quickly said, "I can do either, but for camping, we don’t have tents. How will we camp?"

Sylvia added, "Yeah, they didn’t even leave us a sleeping bag. The production team really doesn’t want us to survive!"

Eileen looked around and said, "Didn’t we see a lot of dead tree trunks along the way? We can use some sturdy trunks to make frames against the mountain wall, create some triangular structures, cover them with banana leaves, and secure them with vines. It's rudimentary but should suffice."

Hobson, finding the idea simple, said, "Then I'll stay and build the shelter. Seems easy enough."

Eileen then asked Sylvia, "And you?"

Sylvia replied, "I'll stay and build with Mr. Hobson. I don’t want to walk anymore."

Eileen nodded, then turned to Egbert, "How about you?"

Egbert simply said, "I'll find food."

"Alright, you’ll come with me then," Eileen confirmed. She had to be involved in food gathering as others might not distinguish between edible and poisonous items.

After tasks were assigned, Egbert and Eileen set off. Sylvia, remembering a fruit knife in her suitcase, took it out and said, "Eileen, take this..."

Before she could finish, Eileen and Egbert, who were just beside them, were suddenly nowhere to be seen! Sylvia turned to see Eileen and Egbert had already climbed a nearby tree.

Their agile figures quickly ascended, jumping two meters from a branch to the top of the opposite cliff with ease. Without changing their expressions or looking back, they walked away as if strolling in their own backyard.

Sylvia muttered in confusion, "Are they flying?"

Hobson was speechless, he didn’t answer.

The forest was rich in food, and though it was a deserted island, it was abundant in resources.

An hour later, Eileen and Egbert returned to the camp, each carrying two large coconuts, along with bags of wild vegetables and fruits, a fruitful harvest.

No one was at the campsite. Hobson and Sylvia were missing, and their luggage was hidden under a large banana leaf. In front of the clearing, there was a thin tree trunk.

"Seriously? Nearly an hour and all they've managed is one measly tree trunk? Where's the shelter we talked about?" Eileen muttered, her brow furrowing with concern and irritation.

Egbert, who had returned with her, laden with wild berries and a couple of hefty coconuts, kicked the trunk. "It’s useless," he grunted, inspecting the flimsy wood.

Eileen sighed. "It's too thin, won't hold up against much. We'll need something sturdier if we're going to survive the night."

Their conversation was abruptly cut off by a shrill scream piercing the quiet of the woods.

"Help! Somebody, help me!"

Eileen recognized Sylvia's voice in an instant and took off running towards the source of the distress, with Egbert close on her heels.

As they neared the commotion, they found Hobson holding a stick, standing protectively in front of Sylvia. Opposite them, coiled on a fallen log, was a bright green snake, its scales glistening menacingly in the dappled sunlight.

Eileen didn't hesitate. She scooped up a rock from the ground and hurled it at the serpent. Caught off guard, the snake lunged towards her, but before it could strike, a calm hand intercepted mid-air.

"It's a grass snake," Egbert announced with unshaken composure as he secured the reptile. "Non-venomous." But as he examined the snake, his brows knitted slightly in thought.

Sylvia, still trembling behind Hobson, burst into relieved sobs. "I've been screaming for help for ages! You just gonna watch us get into trouble and do nothing?" she accused, glaring at the drone that hovered above, documenting their ordeal with its emotionless mechanical eye.

Hobson patted her shoulder soothingly and turned to the other two. "We were gathering wood when the snake popped out. Scared the life out of us."