Chapter 220 Someone is calling for help



Sang Ning was completely unaware of everything that had happened on her home planet.

She was catching fish, while Louis was catching crayfish.

Emmanuel and Elliott also ran into trouble. They finally spotted a flock of black and white sheep while searching for suitable prey, but the lead sheep was too wary and had a very keen sense of smell. Before they could get close, the sheep led the flock away in a panic.

Upon seeing the sheep flee, Emmanuel and Elliott's first instinct was to give chase.

To be honest, they had never eaten mutton before; they had only heard Sang Ning give them a long explanation of the benefits of eating mutton and how delicious it was.

This sparked their long-standing interest in sheep, but despite the abundance of resources in their region, they had not discovered any sheep.

So, all I can do is think about it.

But now, they've discovered a flock of sheep.

As the saying goes, there's no time like the present. Since we've stumbled upon this opportunity, it would be a shame not to take a few back with us.

So, the two exchanged a glance and chased after him without saying a word.

At full speed, the two men's legs left afterimages as they swung around.

The audience was dazzled.

I felt like I was on a high-speed car ride; everything in my field of vision was blurry. It definitely felt like I was going to get motion sickness and my mental energy couldn't take it.

What speed can they reach at that speed?

[I wonder if any experts can calculate Iman and Ellie's full-speed top speed based on their current speeds.]

[The expert is here, everyone please wait a moment, I'll go calculate it now.]

The sheep have entered the woods. Can we still catch them?

We couldn't catch up before it entered the woods. Seriously, that black and white sheep was incredibly fast, and its appearance was quite comical! In all my years, this is the first time I've ever seen a sheep that's entirely black except for its white ears and paws.

The way they ran looked like four little white clouds carrying a black monster.

I wonder if the meat of this black and white sheep is any good.

It'll most likely taste good; even if it's not that great, it shouldn't be bad either.

[To the person upstairs, I feel like what you said is essentially the same as saying nothing at all.]

[What do you mean there's no difference? I've calculated it; Iman and Ellie can reach top speeds of over 130 kilometers per hour at full speed.]

They were fast, but unfortunately, they chased the sheep into the woods and couldn't pick up the pace anymore.

It wasn't just that they couldn't get up; as soon as they entered the forest, Emmanuel and Elliott's expressions changed drastically, and they wanted to turn back.

wetlands.

Who the hell would have thought that this place, covered with tall trees, was actually a swamp? What's even more outrageous is that these black and white sheep were completely unaffected, hopping and skipping around on it with the agility of swallows.

Watching the black-and-white-headed sheep hop around a couple of times, then turn back to give them a defiant look, Emmanuel calmly said, "Let's back out."

"good!"

Elliott was also very calm. They were no longer impulsive and easily angered young men. They had already been tempered by both society and the military, and it was impossible for them to act on emotions or loyalty.

They are better at being rational, calm, and weighing the pros and cons.

This swamp is dangerous. The black and white sheep and these trees can live well in this area without being affected, but it's not certain that they can either.

They had only just reached the outer perimeter when the suction made them realize the danger; the danger would only increase as they went deeper.

Between lamb and safety, safety is naturally more important.

They wouldn't be foolish enough to risk their lives just for a bite of mutton; they refused to believe that this would be the only flock of sheep they would encounter on their way back.

They firmly believe that many more different breeds of sheep will be waiting for them in the near future.

Therefore, we withdrew.

However, just as he turned to leave, faint cries for help came from the woods.

Elliott, "?"

Am I hallucinating?

Emmanuel, “!”

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he thought he heard someone calling for help.

"Someone is calling for help."

He looked at Elliott and said in a deep voice, "Did you hear me?"

Elliott nodded, indicating that he had heard.

The two stared at each other in silence for a long while before Elliott finally asked, "Should we save them?"

Emmanuel remained silent; whether or not to save him was a question.

Help, this is a competitor.

Furthermore, if they decide to rescue, it means they will have to venture into dangerous territory and face the danger head-on.

Swamps are not something you can handle simply by having a strong physique or mental strength.

This thing is a genuine, invisible killer.

Their attempt to rescue them could very well result in them getting themselves killed.

After all, it's not easy to get out of a swamp once you're stuck.

Whether there are any dangerous creatures living beneath the swamp is unknown, and frankly, Emmanuel doesn't want to save them.

But his duty as a soldier prevented him from ignoring it.

Thus, Emanuel, torn between reason and responsibility, fell into a deep dilemma.

Elliott had similar thoughts to him and was equally conflicted.

The audience was speechless. As soon as they heard the cries for help, they quickly searched to find out which contestant was in danger.

Therefore, they knew the identity of the person seeking help.

Seeing the two struggling with their decision, the audience offered various suggestions.

[Don't go! Get out of there immediately. You can't save them. Let the security robots handle it.]

Listen to me, number 4688 is already down to his upper body. He might be pulled up by the security robots with only his head left before you even get there.

[Are you stupid? What's there to agonize over? They're all competitors. Are you blind to see "competitors" displayed so prominently on the public screen? Don't go. Your safety is more important.]

[Yes, please don't go. Who will do the hard labor for Sang Ning if she goes? We want to see how she makes quilts and cotton cloth from cotton.]

But Sang Ning has already made it clear that she won't.

There's nothing to be afraid of. Both of them are quite intelligent; they can figure it out by brainstorming together.

Sang Ning couldn't help but complain, "That's really easy for them to say when they're not in the situation. It sounds as simple as eating and drinking to them."

Actually, weaving cloth to make cotton quilts is quite difficult.

Even without trying it, she knew one thing: cotton has cotton seeds. Whether you're making a quilt or cotton cloth, you have to get the cotton seeds out first.

This is a huge project, you know.

Her audience burst into laughter upon hearing this.

[This isn't for you to complain, it's for you to watch the show.]

Instead of complaining, I think the most important thing you should do right now is stop Emmanuel and his group from courting their own demise.

Not necessarily.

However, the audience's good intentions were not appreciated, so Sang Ning posted a comment.

Don't worry about us. Just do what you believe in. If you want to save someone, then save them. We don't mind if you end up saving more teammates.

If you don't want to save us and just want to leave, we support that.

Almost the instant she sent the comment, the system's elimination notification appeared.

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