Cairnster never imagined that this young man, who was nearly ten years younger than him, would be like this.

They had a complete grasp of his psychology. Every step he took seemed to be within their calculations.

Upon reflection, I realized that if I hadn't had the advantage of having the map, I probably would have been defeated by him long ago.

I... lost completely...

"well……"

Cairnster shook his head and sighed as if in relief…

"No wonder you're number one on the leaderboard~ In the end, I'm the fox."

Ye Feng took a step forward, looking at the faint smile on the other person's face.

Honestly, he's starting to really admire this opponent.

When faced with death, he did not beg for mercy or try to escape; instead, he accepted it calmly.

That kind of magnanimity is something I certainly can't do.

"Mr. Kanesster, let me teach you another famous Chinese saying."

High-level hunters often appear in the form of prey.

Upon hearing this, Cairnster raised an eyebrow…

Is this also an ancient saying?

"No. It's just an internet slang term..."

Cairnster grinned and sighed softly:

"China is such a magical place. I really want to go there again as a tourist."

Mr. Hunter, I wish you win the grand prize and gain freedom with your brothers.

"Come on, don't make me suffer any more; your poison is far too potent."

Ye Feng glanced sideways, took a step back, and looked at Zhan Pengwu.

"Don't worry, I'm really heavy-handed, I'll definitely kill you."

Zhan Pengwu raised his left foot and kicked the bottom of the spiked club with force, sending the club spinning and flying into the air.

He caught it steadily with his right hand, and spun around in front of Cairnster...

"Um!"

With a muffled groan, a blow was swung out...

"Thump!"

It was unclear whether the sound was coming from a head or from a stick.

Cairnster's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering blood everywhere.

His body slumped down, blood splattering onto the tree trunk of the treehouse…

It just so happened that a drop fell onto the painting of the hunter and the fox.

Ye Feng let out a deep breath; everything had finally come to an end.

At this point, only 8 out of 100 challengers remain.

Ye Feng glanced at the amount on his watch; it had now reached 38.8 million.

If converted to Chinese Yuan, that would be as much as 250 million.

Everyone had a smile on their face; even if they split it equally, each of them would get at least 30 million.

The torment and suffering I had endured for many days was finally over.

Even Tang Weiwei, who usually wears a poker face, was laughing heartily at this moment.

With no other competitors, all they need to do now is live peacefully for another 37 days, and the 250 million yuan prize will be theirs.

Compared to their current excitement, Ye Feng, who had long seen through the program team, showed absolutely no joy on his face.

Instead, he looked worried...

"Don't laugh too soon, the grand prize is still up in the air. The show's torture of us isn't over yet..."

These words acted like a switch, instantly extinguishing the excitement that had just begun to rise among the crowd.

Their smiles froze instantly.

Tang Weiwei immediately asked anxiously:

"What do you mean? Aren't they all dead?"

Ye Feng sighed and shook his head helplessly…

"Think about it, the production team promised the others that they would gain their freedom after killing us, but they didn't promise us anything. What does that mean?"

The crowd was at a loss for words and could only shake their heads in confusion.

"I know this stupid production team too well, which means we still have to keep working for them and generating ratings."

They won't let go of me, their cash cow, so easily.

What does this mean?

Fu Changxiong was immediately thrown into a panic. He had thought he would be able to go out and rescue his daughter soon, but Ye Feng's words suddenly extinguished the hope that had just been rekindled in him.

"Aren't all these people dead? Why do you still need to revive them?"

Ye Feng glanced at the black watch on his wrist and frowned.

He didn't actually know what the production team would do next, but given the nature of capitalists, they certainly wouldn't give up easily until they had completely exploited him.

This is evident from the disasters that the production team deliberately created for themselves along the way.

I'm a guarantee of high ratings, and with 37 days left, I can at least produce three more episodes.

"I don't know, but in this last month or so..."

Since they won't let us leave early, they must have a backup plan.

That's 250 million! It's not something you can just take for granted.

Forget about that for now, let's get ready quickly. Next, we'll have to worry about making a living.

These days, they have been staying put and not going out.

The eight people had already consumed most of the pork jerky and fish jerky.

Especially after Tang Weiwei and the other two joined, their combined appetite was equivalent to that of five people.

Moreover, dried meat is so small after it's been smoked that it's not very filling.

So now, they only have less than 20 kilograms of dried meat left.

This is one of the reasons why Ye Feng didn't want to fight a protracted war with Cairnster.

For the next hour or so, the group stripped Cairnster and his two companions of their clothes, and finally dug a hole in the forest to bury Cairnster's body.

As for the other two, Ye Feng decided to make use of them a little longer.

Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu went to the other side's camp and retrieved the pot, which was about the size of a washbasin.

These are currently some of the rarer living tools in Ye Feng's team.

There were eight of them, and one medium-sized frying pan was definitely not enough to cook food.

As a result, life will become more refined…

When Ye Feng took stock of all the supplies, he discovered that Cairnster and his group had quite a few good items on them.

Besides powerful weapons like composite bows and crossbows,

There were also a dozen or so knives and iron tools of varying sizes, a slingshot, a bottle of mosquito repellent spray, a file about a foot long, two sheets of sandpaper the size of A4 paper, and a first-aid kit.

Two new pairs of socks, a bundle of hemp rope, and some other odds and ends.

Ye Feng was most concerned about the medical kit...

He quickly opened it, and after checking it, his expression showed a little disappointment.

There were less than ten antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs left, and only a small roll of gauze remained.

The amount of alcohol used for disinfection is estimated to be less than an ounce.

He could only shake his head helplessly; something was better than nothing.

In times of crisis, even a little bit of modern medicine can save a life; it's better than nothing.

After everyone rested for a while, Ye Feng called a meeting.

The meeting lasted for about ten minutes.

Actually, there's only one key point: going out to find food.

Although it's unclear how the production team will proceed, it's always good to be prepared.

Moreover, Ye Feng had a vague feeling that the next month or so would be the most dangerous and difficult time...