Summary of Chapter 425: K.A Club, Have You Heard of It? from After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved
Chapter 425: K.A Club, Have You Heard of It? marks a crucial moment in ACauliflower’s Romance novel, After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
After the electronic parrot finished speaking, everyone present instinctively held their breath and turned their gaze toward the direction of the packages.
However, at first glance, all of them couldn’t help but widen their eyes—
Now they understood why the contents of the packages were said to vary so much in quantity and type.
The pile of black packages came in various sizes. Some were as large as a grand piano, clearly packed with numerous items. Others were as small as a backpack, the disparity glaringly obvious.
The large packages were self-explanatory; even if the contents turned out not to be useful, at least there would be plenty of them.
But the smaller ones—no matter how crammed they might be, how many things could they realistically hold?
Forget about essentials like sleeping bags or tents. Even if they were filled with food, it wouldn’t be enough for one person to last ten days.
In that instant, nearly everyone present was silently calculating in their heads.
In society, factors like identity, career, wealth, and status earned people respect and admiration. But on this deserted island, such things were utterly useless.
Here, the only things that gave you a voice were your physical strength, your abilities, and the supplies you possessed.
According to what the parrot had just said, everyone could only take one package.
All of their personal luggage had been left outside the gathering hall. Aside from the clothes and watches on their bodies, they had nothing.
So, the supplies they would have to rely on for the next ten days would entirely depend on the package they acquired shortly.
First, they needed it for their own survival. Second, if they wanted to negotiate cooperation with others later, having more supplies in hand would certainly give them leverage.
Therefore, whether for personal survival or strategic advantage, it was imperative to grab the package with the most supplies.
But the problem was, everyone was likely thinking the same thing, and no one wanted to end up with the smallest package.
So how should they split up the packages? And in what order should they be chosen?
For a moment, the gathering was filled with silent scheming. Some people subtly glanced at others with their peripheral vision, but no one was willing to be the first to speak up.
It was at this moment that An Xianni, the person who earlier proclaimed, "Where are they expecting us to sleep?" stepped forward.
"So, what you’re saying is, these packages are for us to distribute ourselves, right?"
Seeing that there were no houses, let alone beds, on the island, An Xianni, who grew up pampered in the An Family, was on the verge of losing it.
If the package assigned to her didn’t even contain a tent, was she, the prestigious heiress of the An Family, expected to sleep on the ground?
No way. She had to be the first to choose a package!
An Xianni immediately said, "Everyone should be familiar with San’an Dairy, right? Let me introduce myself—I’m An Xianni, and my grandfather is An Mingyuan, the chairman of the San’an Group."
"When he heard I was participating in this Qingmang TV show, my grandfather sponsored the program with two million."
"The items in these packages were definitely purchased with that sponsorship. So, by any measure, I think it’s only fair I get the first pick. The rest of you can figure out how to split the remainder."
An Xianni spoke boldly, sure of her logic, but to her surprise, the moment she finished speaking, someone immediately refuted her.
"Why should your family’s sponsorship entitle you to the first pick?" The speaker was none other than Meng Yan, the one who earlier remarked the game was exhilarating, his expression now filled with discontent.
"We’re already on a deserted island. Who cares about your family’s background? Unless your grandfather steps up and says all the items were purchased solely for you, are you going to hoard all the supplies yourself?"
"Otherwise, since these are for all of us, there should be a fairer way to distribute them."
Meng Yan’s words were immediately met with agreement from the others. "Exactly!" "That’s right!" "Why should we agree to that?"
An Xianni wanted to argue further but was left speechless when nobody sided with her—not even Shi Yuwei, her usual companion. With no other choice, she grudgingly swallowed her indignation.
"A fairer distribution method..." The timid Huang Yiyi hesitantly suggested, "How about drawing lots to decide who gets to pick first?"
Under normal circumstances, drawing lots or choosing randomly would indeed be the fairest approach. However, they were on a deserted island now.
Where could they even find materials to draw lots? No one had paper or pens on hand, so this idea was quickly dismissed.
Next, someone proposed, "Since we were all invited here based on rankings, why not just choose packages according to our rankings? That way, no one should have any complaints."
By logic, deciding based on rankings seemed reasonable enough.
But anyone ranked lower certainly wouldn’t agree to such a tactic proposed by the higher-ranked individuals.
——Why should those with slightly worse rankings also be at a disadvantage in receiving items?
At this point, a towering, burly guy expressed his dissatisfaction. "Surviving on a deserted island and hunting for treasure—are we supposed to rely on our rankings for that? Does being top-ranked make you inherently better?"
"If a selection order is necessary, the only fair method is to base it on abilities. Whoever has the most skills beyond academics should pick first."
"Those with any advantages or expertise can raise their hands for a vote. The order of votes will decide who picks. If someone doesn’t have any particular talents, then we can default to rankings. I have no problem with that."
The guy’s suggestion left many exchanging looks, as no one immediately objected this time.
Indeed, on this island, finding treasure wasn’t a contest of academic scores. Academic ability was practically worthless here.
If anyone present had skills that could aid the mission, they genuinely deserved to pick first. For the rest, rankings could suffice.
"Then I’ll go first," the burly guy continued. "My name is Hu Yuxiang. As you can tell, I’m the tallest and strongest here."
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