Tang Weiwei picked up the conversation...
“You’re all right, but Ye Feng, if they really come to pick them every night…”
If we continue like this and can't sleep well for a long time, we'll definitely have mental health problems.
Didn't he say he was coming tomorrow? Let's just ambush him.
Ye Feng stroked his beard; he didn't think that Cairnster had come today just to show off.
They certainly wouldn't believe that what he said was the truth.
By deliberately telling everyone that he would be coming again tomorrow, isn't he obviously asking us to ambush him?
If this person isn't a complete idiot, then they're definitely lying.
Regardless of the other party's motives, necessary defensive measures must be taken.
"Alright, starting tomorrow, we'll work in pairs, taking turns on night duty, but you absolutely cannot stand by the window or go outside."
After saying this, everyone nodded and went to sleep.
Although they all had their eyes closed, none of them were actually able to fall asleep.
Everyone is deeply preoccupied with thoughts about tonight's events and unable to fall asleep.
After all, with such a terrifying team of assassins roaming outside, the pressure they were under was immense.
Especially Ye Feng, who is the leader.
When we go out to fight, they don't even engage in direct confrontation.
Take the initiative to search in the jungle, where there are many of them and you are constantly under their surveillance.
Compared to ambushes, Cairnster is a professional; doing that would be tantamount to suicide.
But if you stay at home, the other party might launch a surprise attack from time to time.
In the long run, poor sleep quality will lead to both mental and physical problems, just as Tang Weiwei said.
When that time comes, the fighting power of each person in the team will be greatly reduced. They might be able to easily wipe out the enemy with just four people.
"What if we just run away?"
The idea only flashed through Ye Feng's mind for two seconds before he shook his head and rejected it.
He looked at the black watch on his left wrist, feeling extremely frustrated.
It's impossible for me to lead so many people and live a life of hardship in the jungle all the time.
Since the production team arranged this segment, they definitely wanted to determine a winner between the two groups and boost the ratings.
Even if they escape, their location will probably still be sent to Cairnster and his team.
Moreover, once inside the jungle, Cairnst's advantage will be even greater, and his situation will become more passive.
Ye Feng thought that by staying at home and relying on his abundant food reserves, he could eventually wear down the other party's patience.
Let Cairnster come to our door, then we can use the treehouse advantage and a variety of weapons and poisons to kill him.
Even at the very least, it could reduce the number of men in his team and weaken their overall combat effectiveness.
But now it seems that Ye Feng clearly realizes he made a mistake in his decision.
This opponent is completely different from the self-righteous fools I've encountered before.
He did not rashly choose to launch an attack despite having the advantage in numbers and initiative.
Instead, they adopted a method similar to boiling a frog in lukewarm water, slowly consuming and tormenting themselves.
In the current situation, it seems that I am doomed either way, and things seem to have reached a dead end.
Ye Feng sat up, scratching his hair in frustration.
"Damn it, how can I kill them without taking any damage?"
He was truly desperate at that moment. All he wanted was 1 million, why couldn't they just give it to him readily?
He idly flipped through the challenger's information on his watch, which he had read at least 20 times.
When he scrolled to Zhan Pengwu's information, he paused for a couple of seconds.
Then it immediately scrolled back and stopped at number eight on the leaderboard, the one with no picture, Fitz Lumind.
This name, which sounds like both a man's and a woman's, had only a few lines of simple description on it, but Ye Feng looked at it as if he were looking at a beautiful woman in a swimsuit, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment. He stared at the blank profile picture, as if he had remembered something.
After watching for more than a minute, he suddenly remembered what Simond had said that day.
"There are now four teams left, three of which are Indian teams led by Sundar."
Our leader... oh no, there are five of us in Horford's team, including me.
There are three of Watanabe's group of Zhipan people. The rest are you, and the four-man team led by Cairnster.
I heard they were all from military backgrounds, some were Merikhs and some were from the British Empire.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Because the person ranked eighth on this list is clearly an American of Chinese descent, as stated in the information.
Since they are Chinese, they must have an Asian face, a yellow race.
In the other teams, there were no Asians at all, only his team...
He stood there, stunned, turning his limp neck to scan his companions, one by one, whether they were fast asleep or not.
If the pressure from Cairnster was despair, then now, this Fitz Lumind is stabbing him in the heart.
Ye Feng's lips parted slightly, and he shook his head as if out of control.
Having lacked parental love since childhood, he has come to regard these companions as family.
He also cherished everyone and did his best to ensure that everyone lived to the end.
Fitz Lumind, however, never revealed his identity to him.
This shows that this person is not on his side; he also wants to kill him!
At this moment, Ye Feng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Large beads of sweat streamed down his trembling forehead and into his incredulous eyes.
He unconsciously shrank back; it was truly chilling.
I risked my life countless times to save him.
And he... actually wanted to kill me?
"No, no, no. That can't be, absolutely not!"
Ye Feng kept shaking his head, deceiving himself, repeatedly telling himself the truth.
Perhaps this Fitz has already been killed. Or perhaps... he died somewhere and has long since become nourishment for this land.
Although he wasn't particularly good at judging people, he could sense the sincerity in his companions' attitudes and actions towards him; it didn't seem like something that could be faked.
But... I've always said that humans are the most cunning animals in the world...
Ye Feng's sharp mind and past experiences constantly warned him that the chances of dying were extremely small.
The reason is simple: none of the top ten on the list died from any of the above causes.
Furthermore, given that the production team deliberately concealed his identity, it's quite obvious that this Fitz had been hiding within his own team all along.
With a heavy heart and a sense of confusion, ten minutes later, Ye Feng let out a long sigh and helplessly accepted the fact.
His expression gradually turned cold, and he began to calmly and carefully analyze each person.
No one could stop him from saving his grandmother.
"Tang Weiwei and Zhan Pengwu are on the list, so they are excluded. Zhan Pengfei and Zhan Pengwu are brothers and always stay together, so they are also excluded."
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