"Looks like Brother Feng is just ahead. We should be able to see him tomorrow..."
Upon hearing this, everyone smiled happily…
Although they had only been separated from Ye Feng for less than two days, they were all thinking about him constantly…
This is not only due to concerns among partners, but more so to a lack of security.
The one who touched me the most was Liu Sisi…
Although everyone else appears unharmed, only she knows the truth...
This was purely due to good luck, coupled with the fact that we were traveling slowly.
The four pairs of eyes did nothing but stare at the road the whole way; otherwise, it wouldn't have taken almost a whole day to get here...
The group quickly found a tree and began preparing to spend the night there…
Although they were sleeping in the same tree again tonight, they didn't find it difficult at all.
Because as long as Ye Feng is found tomorrow, things will definitely get better...
9 p.m.
After lighting a fire under the tree, everyone went to sleep.
In contrast to them, Ye Feng was still busy...
To be precise, it was preparing dinner...
Just an hour ago, his shelter was barely completed...
At this moment, it is leaning against a big tree, holding a skewer of monkey meat in its hand, constantly turning it over on the fire...
He would look up every now and then…
In the center of the tree was a simple wooden bed, about three meters long and two meters wide.
All of them were made of uneven logs arranged horizontally... so simple that they weren't even tied together.
The roof was only half completed, barely enough to cover his upper body.
Even with these achievements, he has been working tirelessly until now to get to this point.
Unfortunately, the hand injury is really affecting the progress...
However, Ye Feng was already quite satisfied; tonight, he could finally lie down and sleep...
Before long, the monkey meat was almost cooked...
This was his first time eating roasted monkey meat, and it didn't look very appetizing; some of it was burnt.
It looks like it's covered in black mud... but it smells quite nice.
He eagerly tore off a piece of hind leg meat and stuffed it into his mouth…
After chewing a couple of times, his facial features began to distort slightly.
To be honest, the taste and aroma are completely disproportionate; it's a bit sour and astringent, and also has a slightly dry texture...
If he had a choice, he would rather eat roasted insects…
Just as he was about to continue eating…
"boom!"
A muffled rumble of thunder suddenly echoed in the sky…
Ye Feng glanced helplessly at the faint white light flickering in the clouds above the sky…
At that moment, a gentle breeze began to stir, rustling through the surrounding trees...
This grove of trees suddenly became eerie for no apparent reason.
"I just started the fire, can't you just stop for a moment? It's been raining for days!"
Ye Feng complained and raised his middle finger to the sky, then threw the monkey meat in his hand onto the shelter.
He immediately pulled out a vine and tied it to the firewood he had just collected. Then he threw the other end up on top as well.
He had just climbed the tree…
"Whoosh!..."
A sudden downpour began almost instantly, the loud sound like someone had poured a bucket of water down from the sky.
The fire under the tree went out instantly before it could even react.
Braving the rain, Ye Feng quickly climbed up and took shelter under the roof, his clothes getting soaked...
He didn't know if God had heard his words, but he still felt very lucky.
Thankfully, the shelter was built today; otherwise, after being soaked by this torrential rain all night, I probably wouldn't be able to do anything tomorrow...
That's how the rainy season in the Amazon works; it never gives you any warning.
One second it's sunny and breezy, the next it could be pouring rain...
Even more outrageous, the two sometimes appear at the same time, as strangely as a girl's mood.
Ye Feng didn't even have time to build a wall, so he doesn't even have a place to lean on now.
He could only squat on his backpack, resting his chin on his knees, and absentmindedly eat the unpalatable roasted monkey meat.
He watched as the torrential rain relentlessly battered the surrounding trees, the force so great that some leaves were bent under its weight.
Ye Feng was now even more worried about the safety of his companions. Could they survive such heavy rain?
A moment later, he shook his head violently…
I almost made a big mistake again...
Right now, my priority is to complete the shelter first, and then recover from my injuries.
Once survival is no longer an issue, then they can seek out companions.
Thinking of this, he tapped the map on his watch…
That small, reddish-brown dot was incredibly conspicuous, still radiating ripples...
Based on observations from several days of travel, it should be about three or four kilometers away from him.
What exactly is that mysterious gift?
After thinking for a moment, the camera above his head started flashing red...
Ye Feng knew that the power was out...
Just as he was about to take it off, the ugly words suddenly popped into his mind...
"The camera must record at all times. If the person is lost from the frame, even for just one second, it is considered a violation."
Three times in a row, and you're eliminated...
Left with no other option, Ye Feng quickly pulled out a tripod camera and started recording for the time being…
After the camera was removed from his head, he felt a greater sense of relief than ever before…
Ever since he was warned last time, he's been holding this thing very tightly, afraid it might accidentally fall off...
Over time, his greasy hair became flattened, and even the straps left marks on both sides of his chin...
He knew that elimination most likely meant death, but he still couldn't figure out how the show eliminated challengers...
He had suspected the black watch that could never be removed, but no matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem like something that could kill a person...
Ye Feng sniffed it curiously and found no gunpowder smell, so there couldn't possibly be any explosives hidden inside...
Even if they did, they'd probably only lose a part of their hand at most. If they had medicine, there was still a chance they could survive.
If it can't achieve the effect of elimination, what's the point of talking about elimination?
With a head full of questions, Ye Feng changed the batteries and went to sleep...
Midnight, inside the Merrick Triangle Building—
Makuko sat in the monitoring room, holding a ratings report filled with English text, his face crinkled with wrinkles...
He slowly took a square box out of the drawer, with an eagle printed on it...
Upon opening it, I pulled out a cigar about the thickness of a thumb…
The ugly man next to him put down his champagne, wisely took out a cigar cutter from his pocket, cut off the end, and lit it for him…
His face, covered in paint, still wore a broad smile, and even revealed a hint of admiration…
"Sir, the revenue from just four episodes has exceeded 800 million US dollars."
And that doesn't even include our program's new fans, advertising revenue, industry revenue, copyright profits, gambling winnings, subscription revenue, etc...
If you include everything... hehehe... the revenue has probably already surpassed that of any previous program.
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