Upon seeing that Watanabe was indeed a Shipan person, the two immediately felt as if they had met a relative.

However, this feeling only lasted for two seconds in their minds.

In this game, profit comes first; there's no such thing as compatriots.

The prize pool is currently worth approximately 3.5 billion in ZhiPan coins.

With such a huge sum of money, even brothers might betray you, let alone compatriots.

The two took a few steps back and introduced themselves.

Watanabe shook his head helplessly as he saw that they were still acting cautiously.

He pulled a black battery out of his pocket, fumbled around for a few moments, and then installed it into the camera on his head.

After being chased and escaped by Ye Feng that day, he only had a knife and a wooden bow on him, and his batteries were almost depleted.

Fortunately, he and Kodiaz had killed quite a few people together before.

Because too many batteries would affect our journey, we buried some batteries outside.

Otherwise, he would probably have been eliminated long ago because the camera ran out of power.

"Why are you two so nervous? If I wanted to kill you, you would have been dead just now."

Yamashita unconsciously touched his neck again, realizing that it was indeed true.

Given their skill level, if the blade were to slit their necks, they would surely die.

But since the other party didn't do that, they must have had other motives.

"We are all subjects of the Emperor, so just say what you want to say."

"snort…"

Watanabe was very satisfied with his attitude; indeed, compatriots understand each other.

"To make a long story short, I'm the only one left in my team now. And your team is down to just the two of you."

So let's team up, survive to the end, and win the grand prize.

Upon hearing this, Yamashita and Hisa Tetsuo exchanged a glance but did not immediately express their opinions.

Of course they want to win the grand prize, but how could someone who's lived this long not be wary?

They had already seen Watanabe's abilities.

Deep down, the two of them definitely wanted to cooperate. After all, if they encountered other people later, having such a powerful ally would give them a fighting chance.

As members of the Shipan people with a samurai spirit, the two were already quite averse to the act of running away.

But then again, what if Watanabe turned out to have ulterior motives and attacked them? How would they deal with that?

For a moment, the two were caught in a dilemma...

Watanabe used a knife to brush aside his greasy bangs, a slight smile curving his lips.

He noticed their worries and generously offered an explanation.

"Gentlemen, as people of the Great Zhipan Empire, aren't you being a little too timid?"

I'm all alone with just a knife, and you two are actually afraid I'll attack you?

I overheard your conversation. Someone's chasing you, right?

Neither of them replied; Yamashita simply nodded with his brows furrowed.

Watanabe continued:

"So, in your situation, how long do you think you can survive as the game progresses?"

In other words, you escaped this time, but what if you encounter other people next time?

On this land, the powerful enemies are far more than just the Native Americans you've mentioned.

I'm not afraid to tell you that Ye Feng's team is active in this area.

And my team was wiped out by him. There were five of them, well-equipped, and they even had powerful compound bows.

This Chinese boy is cunning and extremely treacherous. His team also includes a bespectacled boy who is skilled at throwing stones and has explosive box-shaped fruit.

My face was injured by the explosion.

At this point, he pointed with the knife to two arc-shaped scars on his face that had already scabbed over.

"This team is far more powerful than those Indians who only think with their lower bodies."

Are you two... really confident you'll survive to the end?

As soon as he finished speaking, both Yamashita and Hisato looked utterly dejected.

They were on their way to escape being hunted down, and thought they had escaped a calamity.

Little did they expect that they had just escaped one wolf's den only to fall into another.

A moment later, Yamashita made a decision…

No one will stand idly by and wait to die; if there is even the slightest hope, they must seize it.

Besides, they now have no other choice.

"Okay! Watanabe-kun, as long as you can lead us to survive to the end, we will all listen to you."

After saying this, the two bowed directly to Watanabe, which is customary in Zhipan culture.

This signifies respect and obedience; they know Watanabe is more skilled than them.

Moreover, the fact that the other party could survive here alone for more than ten days shows that their survival skills must be quite strong.

Obeying the strong is both a part of the Zhipan people's culture and the law of the jungle here.

"Yoshi!"

Watanabe sheathed his sword, nodded in satisfaction, and walked up to the two men.

He had originally planned to kill the two if they disagreed.

But this time, he not only gained two henchmen for free, but also got a recurve bow.

The desire for revenge against Ye Feng gradually rekindled.

"Yamashita-kun, Hisato-kun, from now on we are brothers."

In this foreign land, we, the people of Zhipan, must unite.

"Don't worry, follow me. Next time you encounter those Hindi people, I'll personally kill them for you."

As he spoke, Watanabe walked to the side and picked up the plump porcupine.

"Let's go to my camp first and talk slowly. We'll have some wild game tonight."

Tomorrow, I'll treat you to sashimi.

"Hi!"

The two bowed respectfully again and followed eagerly...

There's no way around it; when humanity reverts to its primitive state, whoever has the biggest fist has the most say.

In fact, there was another reason why Watanabe didn't kill the two.

That is, he also believes in the Bushido spirit, after all, he has been studying swordsmanship for three or four years.

In reality, his strength was roughly the same as Ye Feng had guessed, along with Watanabe and the others, including the deceased Kodiaz.

In reality, none of them were easy to deal with; they were all extremely capable fighters. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to seize so many supplies.

They were defeated by Ye Feng purely because they underestimated him. There was also a lack of strategy and attention to detail.

If it were a direct confrontation, Ye Feng's team would be no match for them.

During this period of living alone... Watanabe spent each day reflecting deeply on his mistakes and summarizing his experiences.

In the end, he came to a conclusion: to survive to the end, force alone is not enough.

Only by acting opportunistically, employing cunning and intrigue, and relying on intelligence to win, like Ye Feng, can one find a chance of survival.

This time, he vowed to kill Ye Feng with his own hands, take everything from him, and successfully win the grand prize.

"Ye Feng! Just wait, the next time we meet will be your death day!"

3 PM —

Ye Feng and the others sat in front of the treehouse, looking at the mud bricks scattered on the ground, each with a smile full of a sense of accomplishment on their face.

After nearly 6 hours of forging, all the steel and ironware has been completed.