Chapter 447

Eleanor narrowed her eyes, suppressing the irritation rising in her chest. Something about this old man's tone—arrogant, teasing, almost mocking—grated on her nerves. Yet, she remained silent, locking eyes with him in a wordless standoff. The old man suddenly straightened, his frail-looking frame moving with surprising agility. His gaze glowed with a peculiar light, and the ever-present smirk on his lips deepened. "My request is actually quite simple," he finally said, his voice laced with amusement. "Do you see that coconut tree over there?" He lifted a thin, calloused finger and pointed toward a towering coconut tree in the distance. "Go pick three coconuts for me," he continued, his expression unreadable. "Once you bring them back, I'll tell you how to survive." Eleanor did not react immediately. She simply studied him, her face an unreadable mask. A test? A joke? Or was there a deeper reason behind this absurd request? After a moment of silence, she gave a slow nod. "Alright," she