Sure enough, one of the girls suddenly pointed at Ye Feng's hand and shouted, "He's Feng Shen! His left hand was cut by a knife when he was building the shelter, and he has a scar!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes widened behind his sunglasses. He raised his left hand and saw that there was indeed a white scar on the back of his hand.
Before they could even react, the dozen or so people pounced on them.
"Ahhh!! Feng Shen! When did you get back?"
"It wasn't for nothing that I came to the hospital every day to stay by your side. I knew you would survive to the end!"
"Give me your autograph, I really like you. Is the monk still alive? Is the game over?"
"How much money did you get? I bought you for 1000 yuan! You really didn't disappoint us!"
"Is Liu Sisi still there? Is everyone alright? How long until the show finishes airing?"
"You really make us Chinese proud! Quick, quick! Let me take a picture with you."
......
The once quiet ward suddenly became noisy as enthusiastic fans asked questions one after another and took pictures of Ye Feng with their phones.
In the chaos, one of the girls even boldly ripped off Ye Feng's mask.
Upon discovering the real person, they went even crazier, clinging to Ye Feng like they were squeezing onto a bus.
This left the grandmother in the hospital bed completely bewildered... "Xiaojia, what...what are they talking about? What's this about surviving to the end? What game is it?"
Liu Jia quickly stammered an explanation: "Uh... it's just a game. They... are friends in the game."
As she spoke, she winked at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng quickly rushed out of the crowd and into the corridor outside.
There was no other way but to start fulfilling the fans' requests.
"Everyone, thank you for taking care of my grandmother during this time, but she just had surgery not long ago and her wound still needs to heal."
Please don't tell her about my competition; I'm afraid she'll get agitated.
Hearing Ye Feng say so, everyone present naturally agreed without hesitation.
For the next hour, he signed autographs, took photos with people, and told stories, and it was only with great difficulty that he finally saw them off.
Immediately afterwards, I asked my aunt to contact other hospitals for a transfer.
Although Ye Feng also enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, it would be quite annoying to have to do it every day.
After that, Grandma was transferred to a larger hospital, where three caregivers were hired to take turns looking after her.
My aunt and I also moved into the villa...
However, given Ye Feng's current fame, he has to completely cover his face wherever he goes. He has to act furtively, like a thief.
Walking through the streets and alleys, you can often hear your own name and your own story.
Not only him, but Tang Weiwei, Zhan Pengwu and others also had the same experience.
After they returned, they exchanged contact information and created a group chat, where they liked to chat whenever they had free time.
They all had plenty to talk about regarding their diverse experiences after returning to China.
Ye Feng originally thought that, apart from himself, the most popular should be Tang Weiwei, Zhan Pengwu, or at the very least Qi Xiaoyan with her great thunder, or the clever Liu Sisi, or the little stutterer with her flying stone skill.
But to his utter surprise, Zhan Pengfei was the most popular.
Upon returning to China, Zhan Pengfei immediately started live streaming, but instead of outdoor broadcasts, he streamed celebrity shows.
Ye Feng was curious: how could Zhan Pengfei, with his dark complexion, be able to broadcast this segment?
When I clicked into the live stream, I found out he was telling stories to his fans.
After listening for a while, I learned that they were mostly stories from his experiences in the jungle, which he then embellished and recounted.
With his naturally talkative nature and the support of his fans, his live stream attracted hundreds of thousands of viewers.
He quickly became a top-tier internet celebrity with tens of millions of followers, not the kind who bought followers, but the real people who did it.
This is evident from the scrolling barrage of comments filling the screen.
"Brother Fei, is parrot meat delicious? Is it really as tasty as they say on camera?"
"Where's Brother Monk? Did he go back to Shaolin Temple? I want to learn kung fu from him."
"The scene where Fei beat up the Korean was so satisfying! I've wanted to do that for a long time!"
"Those Koreans actually claimed the pandas were theirs, and they keep accusing us of stealing. Good riddance!"
"Just for the fact that you killed Koreans, I'm going to fire a rocket at you."
"Where's Feng Shen? Why isn't he streaming?"
"Please let Feng Shen start a live stream! I love him so much, he really makes us Chinese people proud!"
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Zhan Pengfei on the screen was overwhelmed with gifts; even though he was a chatterbox, he couldn't stop thanking the gift effects that kept flooding the screen.
He was also actively answering the audience's questions with his mouth...
"Brother Feng has social anxiety, unlike me who is so eloquent. But I asked him before, and he will probably do live streaming too."
"Hey hey hey... Thanks to [the world's smallest stinky Korean] for the carnival! Hey bro, you still remember my lines. Thanks a lot..."
Zhan Pengfei's mouth was constantly busy, and his hands were always clasped together, making him look like a lucky cat.
Ye Feng never expected that the biggest reason these fans liked Zhan Pengfei was... his words when he insulted the Koreans and his attitude towards them.
Later, Ye Feng learned privately that because of its large number of patients, Zhan Pengfei's teacher also benefited, and his TCM clinic was basically full every day, with a constant stream of patients coming to see him.
Some fans even traveled thousands of miles to meet Zhan Pengfei in person just to take a photo with him.
Qi Xiaojie and Qi Xiaoyan also used their money to save the orphanage from bankruptcy.
Zhan Pengwu participated in the game after killing someone, but now he has paid compensation and avoided jail time.
Tang Weiwei also used money to redeem her ancestral property and preserve her family business.
Liu Sisi gave all her money to her parents, and her family's small company gradually improved.
Fu Changxiong performed surgery on his daughter, and everything went well. He had fulfilled his wish to support Japan.
The only regret is that... he lost a piece of his spine, and he had to undergo surgery again, requiring a long period of rest.
However, his body could never return to its peak condition...
Seeing that his companions had all fulfilled their wishes, Ye Feng was genuinely happy for them.
After a few days of retaliatory spending, he finally remembered the Baija women far away in the Amazon.
While they themselves lived a life of luxury, those primitive women lived in abject poverty, constantly fearing enemy attacks and capture.
Moreover, Ye Feng recalled the cannibalistic natives he had seen from the helicopter after the game ended.
He always felt that those people were targeting the Baija tribe.
"Sigh... I wonder if Tatis has set up the camp yet. The lives of an entire tribe are in her hands."
Ye Feng felt increasingly uneasy as he thought about it. The reason why primitive people were primitive people was that, in addition to their backward thinking, they had no access to knowledge. Even if they had learned about modern civilization, they might not be able to use it well.
Just like Dato, he clearly knows a lot about modern culture, but his brain is still as stupid as a pig.
Therefore, even if he gave Salla a lot of tools, it didn't necessarily mean they would be able to use them well.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng shook his head... He was very worried about them, but he didn't want to go back to that jungle filled with memories of killing.
However, the next day, Ye Feng did not go out for a drive and spend money as usual. Instead, he used a professional foreign language institution to find a teacher who could teach Native American languages during his long vacation.
In the following period, he devoted himself to learning the Native American language from this teacher.
He thought about it; he had promised Salla before he left that he would go back to see them when he had time.
However, language barriers are a major problem in Russia, and Salla's English was not good either, so he would often mistranslate a sentence.
After thinking about it, I realized I still needed to learn a Native American language to make communication easier.
Ye Feng has a good memory; he can remember things that the teacher has taught him in no more than three times. This language is much simpler than Mandarin.
He achieved some success after only a few days of study.
In addition, he used his spare time to study the Pirahã language of the cannibals and the Shuar language of the Shuar people.
In short... there is no end to learning, and having more skills is never a bad thing. Knowing another language is never a bad thing.
Before he knew it, more than half a month had passed since he returned to China.
Meanwhile, in the Amazon rainforest, thousands of kilometers away, the Baija tribe welcomed another new day.
It was around 7 a.m., and the sky was not yet fully bright when Tatis got up.
The first thing she does every morning is put on makeup.
Of course, this makeup wasn't the kind of sophisticated makeup that modern women wear; it was just strange oil paint applied to the face.
This is a way of expressing gratitude to nature, a way for them to recognize their ethnic identity, and also a symbol of good fortune and ethnic culture.
Pigments are made from the juice or sap of plants in the forest.
After Ye Feng and the others left, they strictly followed Ye Feng's instructions and began to build the Baijia tribe.
A few days ago, all the buildings of the Baija tribe were completed.
The tribal camp was now surrounded by rows of towering logs, isolating it from the surrounding jungle.
From the sky, it looks like an oval, encircling the houses and open spaces where the people live.
There are four exits in each of the four cardinal directions, and each is guarded by sentries.
Inside the camp, houses were built to shelter the furnaces and charcoal stoves that Ye Feng had previously built, and the mud houses where the tribesmen used to live were also completely renovated.
The dry mud walls were transformed into smoothed new mud houses, with sturdy wooden beams added for support, making them significantly more durable than before.
The most eye-catching thing was a girl wearing a black t-shirt and covered in mud repairing a human-shaped sculpture in a thatched hut in the very center of the camp.
Although the sculpture is poorly made, you can tell from the facial features that it is male, and the eyebrows bear some resemblance to Ye Feng.
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