Louis glanced at the distance and said in a deep voice, "We'll make it. Don't panic."

Mu Tao and the others panicked, fearing they wouldn't even be able to grab a single survival kit.

Seeing Louis's calm and collected demeanor, Fimmonloa was furious and said, "Don't panic! There are only so many survival packs. If we don't hurry up and grab them, we won't get any."

Seeing that Louis was about to speak, she said aggressively, "Do you still want to live off a woman?"

"I heard that the survival kit contains a full set of kitchen utensils and seasonings. But let me tell you, we're out of salt. Ningning is even thinking of taking us to make salt."

"Out of salt?"

Louis raised an eyebrow, and the others nodded in agreement. His expression suddenly turned serious; a lack of salt was a very serious matter.

Although Sang Ning knows how to make salt, as I said before, he doesn't want to do any work.

He just wants to eat and drink well, live a carefree life as a kept man.

"Rob."

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly turned fierce. At the same time, he focused his mental energy and silently entered the sea turtle's mind, using the characteristics of mental resonance to urge the sea turtle to accelerate.

Suddenly, a mental force that didn't belong to it appeared in its mind. The sea turtle's first reaction was to struggle and resist, but the familiarity that followed made it give up the resistance and instead start bargaining with Louis.

Upon learning of the giant sea turtle's request, Louis wanted to kill it and make soup for Sunning.

However, the sea turtle's help is still needed to secure the survival kit.

He had no choice but to suppress this thought and reluctantly agree to the opportunistic sea turtle's demands.

So, in the time that followed, Mu Tao and the others experienced what it felt like to fly in the sea.

The large, seemingly clumsy sea turtle suddenly accelerated, breaking through the seawater towards the survival kit drop-off point, perfectly demonstrating what it means to brave the wind and waves.

The speed was so fast that the sea breeze and seawater hit them so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. They also had to try to keep their bodies steady so that they wouldn't fall into the sea. It was a very difficult time.

Time seemed to drag on forever.

The giant sea turtle's acceleration was so sudden that Mu Tao and her companions, who were completely unprepared, left a trail of screams on the sea.

[Hahaha, the giant sea turtle is too fast! Peach and the others are probably going to get seasick today.]

The symptoms of motion sickness, including motion sickness, seasickness, and nausea from being in a mech or other equipment include severe vomiting and dizziness. It's unclear whether seasickness (like sea turtles) presents with the same symptoms.

We'll find out soon enough. At the sea turtle's speed, the original time required can be reduced by more than half, which means they're almost at their destination.

[I've calculated that they're only about ten miles away from the survival kit drop point. If nothing unexpected happens, they'll be the second group to arrive after contestant number 1792, Elliott, and his group.]

However, this viewer's words proved prophetic.

An unexpected event occurred.

Following Louis's instructions, they rushed to the sea near the survival kit drop point. However, the giant sea turtle braked too suddenly and violently, causing everyone except Louis to fall into the sea.

They were caught off guard and fell into the sea headfirst, which not only soaked them but also caused them to choke on water and swallow a lot of seawater.

Seawater is not something that intelligent life can withstand. When Mu Tao and the others emerged from the sea, they felt as if they had narrowly escaped death.

Louis had already gotten off the sea turtle's back and was floating on the seawater. When he saw Mu Tao and the others emerge from the water, he immediately urged them like a miser, "Hurry up, let's swim to the shore and grab the survival kits."

Before he finished speaking, he darted away like a fish, moving his limbs and tail with incredible agility.

Mu Tao and the others, "..."

The group watched his departing figure, exchanged glances, and resignedly chased after him.

Why is Louise, the beautiful woman who was determined to live off a man, suddenly so proactive?

[They were probably triggered by the salt. Warm-blooded intelligent life cannot live without salt, and Sang Ning and his group are about to run out of salt. They can't easily produce salt in the short term, so their only way to obtain salt is through their survival kits.]

[That makes sense. I reckon it's not about the salt; Louis is probably still sunbathing on a giant sea turtle's back.]

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The audience chatted amongst themselves, while Louis and his companions finally reached the shallow sea area.

Seeing the silvery-white sand beach so close at hand, the group was delighted and quickened their pace. Two minutes later, five people, soaking wet and with their hair still dripping, stepped onto the fine, soft sand that was scorching hot from the sun.

"It's a little hot for my feet."

While complaining, Fimmonloa opened the coordinates to check the distance, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the remaining number of survival packs was actually displayed.

The survival kit drop point they arrived at had a total of nine survival kits dropped, and now the system shows there are still 9...

"Huh?"

Fimmonloa rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was seeing things, and found that she still had 9 survival packs. She immediately started to believe in conspiracy theories.

"It's a bit strange. Nine survival packs were dropped, and now there are still nine conspiracy theories. Even though some players have already arrived next to the survival packs, I reasonably suspect that the players who arrived early wanted to ambush us."

She solemnly instructed, "From now on, we need to be extremely vigilant, do you all understand?"

Louis's answer was to speed up and run towards their destination, while Mu Tao and the others just scoffed.

"Trying to ambush us, huh? Let them come without fear. I'll beat them to a pulp, I'll change their names."

"That's right, we've never lost a fight."

"No, you lost before, in kindergarten..."

"Shut up."

Mu Tao stumbled and glared at Clyde beside her, her eyes perfectly conveying her intention to kill him.

He gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute, okay?"

Clyde said innocently, "I didn't say anything, you're overreacting."

As he spoke, he grabbed Mu Tao and ran forward.

He added reassuringly, "Don't worry, I won't expose your dark past."

Phylloa approached like a ghost and whispered, "What dark history? Clyde, tell me quietly, and I promise I won't tell Mu Tao that you told me."

Upon hearing this, Mu Tao retorted with a look that suggested she was a complete idiot, "I think your brain was hit by a meteorite. I'm not deaf. It's not good for a young lady to be too gossipy, you know that?"

"I don't know."

Fimmonloa retorted confidently, "Don't forget what I studied. As a journalist, being sensitive to gossip is only beneficial, not harmful. You can't just dismiss my love of gossip because you're one of the parties involved."

Then she asked Clyde again, "So, what exactly did Big Peach do in kindergarten that you still remember so vividly?"

"At once···"

“Clyde, if you dare say that, we’ll break off our friendship.”

He had barely started talking when Mu Tao, fearing he would reveal his dark past, angrily interrupted him and even threatened him.