"I wasn't lucky either; I killed someone in a match."
The athlete's eligibility was immediately revoked, resulting in a lifetime ban, and they also had to pay over 8 million yuan in compensation.
Ye Feng, still looking completely bewildered, asked:
"As far as I know, fight matches usually involve signing a liability waiver beforehand, so you shouldn't be held responsible if someone dies in the ring."
"But I hit the referee too..."
You could hear obvious remorse in Zhan Pengwu's tone. In any country and any competition, the consequences of hitting a referee are extremely serious.
The consequences range from a ban to the revocation of an athlete's license, or even imprisonment.
"My opponent at that time was a Terran. They came to me before the match and offered me money to fix the game."
But I've never lost. I just want to move to a bigger stage, and that match was my most important promotion match.
If they win, they can get a UFC contract.
During the game, that bastard kept hitting my balls. I complained many times, but the referee pretended not to see it.
They were probably bribed.
But I wasn't having it! In the end, I found an opportunity and gave that bastard a Kimura lock.
He clapped his hands in surrender, but I was still angry, so I didn't let go. When the referee came to persuade me, I just punched him and knocked him down.
Finally, he used too much force and broke that bastard's neck.
I've lost all the more than three million I saved from boxing over the years. I'll lose eight million soon, or I'll be in jail.
Sigh... I really regret it. If only I had fixed the match back then, things wouldn't have turned out like this!
After saying that, he sighed deeply again.
After hearing their story, Ye Feng seemed to have sensed something and quickly asked:
Where did you see this show? What did the production team say when they signed the contract with you?
Tang Weiwei spoke first:
"I received a text message from someone who said... if this show wins, there will be hundreds of millions of yuan."
I've earned this qualification to participate, and even if I don't make it to the end, I can be eliminated early.
On their very first day there, Ugly said that there was no way to quit; the only options were to survive to the end or die prematurely.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Zhan Pengwu nodded repeatedly.
"I also received the notification via text message. My first thought was that it was a scam, so I didn't bother with it."
The person in charge said that as long as you participate, you can immediately receive 1 million Chinese dollars.
When I went there, he actually gave it to me…”
"One million!?"
Everyone immediately gasped in surprise.
"Why am I ranked 100,000?"
"I also have 100,000."
"I think we all are..."
...
"Awu, why have you never told me about this before?"
Zhan Pengwu scratched the back of his head, looking at Tang Weiwei with a blank expression.
"You didn't even ask me, and... that guy said... this is my appearance fee."
I initially thought everyone had one, so I included Pengfei as well.
I was thinking that if I couldn't keep going, I could just quit. Why not make some money?
Damn it! I only realized after entering the game that you were actually logged out when you died.
Ye Feng stroked his chin and let out a self-deprecating sneer.
The production team of this show really went to great lengths to recruit Chinese people.
They knew Zhan Pengwu's identity and that he was short of money. They certainly wouldn't be tempted by 100,000 yuan.
In order to get this powerful former professional fighter to participate, they generously gave him one million.
After all, Zhan Pengwu definitely has a certain fan base, bringing his own audience and possessing excellent martial arts skills.
The battles will be incredibly intense, and the viewership ratings will definitely be high.
If he then pushes him into the top ten of the rankings, even more people will probably come looking for him.
The production team only spent 1 million yuan, but with Zhan Pengwu's popularity and strength, it has probably generated more than ten times the revenue for the production team.
Sure enough... In the eyes of capitalists, there is only ever calculation of profit.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng became even angrier. Zhan Pengwu was ninth, and he already had 1 million.
As the first-place winner, he certainly generated far more revenue for the show than Zhan Pengwu, but he only received 100,000 yuan.
"Damn! It's really the era of internet traffic. Being famous means you can have your own appearance fee."
Ye Feng cursed under his breath, but could only helplessly urge everyone to move forward.
At that moment, he had already made up his mind to wait until he won the game and went outside.
This fraudulent, inhumane, and shameless production team must be exposed.
Making it impossible for them to recruit Chinese participants will at least cause them to lose some of their Chinese audience.
Our compatriots will no longer have to be deceived and lose their lives for petty gains.
However, while the idea was wonderful, Ye Feng completely overlooked the importance of money in people's minds.
Even if people know that entering this game will lead to death, as long as the boss behind the scenes gives them a few hundred thousand more, there are still plenty of people willing to risk their lives for money.
Because the poor always make up the majority of the world…
An hour later, the group finally arrived at Tang Weiwei's camp.
This is a relatively flat, sparsely wooded area where, surprisingly, some light can be seen.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps into the muddy ground of the forest, like strands of yellow sesame seeds dotting a green cake.
As Ye Feng walked, he suddenly smelled a strong milky aroma mixed with a fruity scent.
It's obvious that this is the scent emitted by some kind of fruit.
The only fruit with this fragrance found in tropical rainforests is the golden fruit.
Ye Feng had heard Zhan Pengfei say that there were two golden fruit trees next to their camp, and the fruit was very good.
"Wow...Brother Feng, is this what golden fruit tastes like? It smells even better than our grapes!"
Liu Sisi sniffed hard, unable to get enough of the smell.
For wilderness survivalists, large fruits like these are always a rare find, something you can only dream of.
"Hey! You still have grapes there? I love grapes the most."
Zhan Pengwu licked his lips, becoming increasingly curious about Ye Feng and his companions' camp.
"Yes, but there are annoying monkeys that like to steal food. You don't have that here, do you?"
Zhan Pengwu raised his eyebrows and nodded, saying:
"We have them here too, and they're big, colorful monkeys."
However, Vigo said they don't seem to like eating fruit very much, but they really like eating meat. They are quite big and have long, sharp teeth.
Moreover, they were everywhere, densely packed, covering the mountains and plains.
"Eating meat? Colorful? Sharp teeth?"
Ye Feng pondered for a moment, and a monkey's face immediately flashed into his mind. He quickly looked around warily...
"A mandrill around here!?"
Tang Weiwei waved her hand and pointed to the 3 o'clock direction in the distance.
"They're on that hill over there. Don't worry, their activity area is all over there, and they rarely come here."
Ye Feng followed his finger and frowned even more deeply.
Because that's the direction he's going later.
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