Chapter 114
The 'food point' set by the program team was not very close to the stream. Chu Huaiqin took the little monk and walked with the Maozi team, one in front and one behind. During this time, Chu Huaiqin attracted the Maozi team's frequent glances.
"Brother, what are they looking at? Do they want to fight?" The little monk clenched his fists, angrily, ready to fight at any moment. Xia Entang had told him not to let him get tired, otherwise he would be the one to blame.
"Maybe it's because I'm handsome!" Chu Huaiqin said lightly, and gave the other person a smile.
Maozi Team: ...
Live broadcast room: ...
Descending from the hills, there was a sparse patch of poplars and a small patch of poplars. Desert poplars weren't particularly attractive. Some were already withered, their branches bared and proudly standing on the Gobi Desert. Others were densely leafed, dust-covered. Years of wind and sand had ravaged them, leaving them looking like elderly. Yet, their might remained undiminished, towering tall in the desert. Their resilient vitality was astonishing, no wonder they were known as the "backbone of the desert." Comparing the map with the others, they skirted the poplars. Before they reached the map mark, a voice suddenly rang out from the front.
"Quick, quick, catch it, it's flying up into the tree!"
"What is that? Wild? Or was it released by the production team?"
"Look, there's something around its neck."
These voices were very familiar. Chu Huaiqin quickly recognized that they were from the sheep team and the camel team. He had seen two of them left in the camp before, and there should be three of them here now.
"Brother, there's food," the little monk didn't understand what they were saying, but he had sharp ears, and the clucking sounds were like the sound of nature ringing in his ears. "Brother, I'll go check it out."
After he finished speaking, he rushed into the Huyang forest without waiting for Chu Huaiqin's consent. Fortunately, the forest was sparsely populated, so Chu Huaiqin could clearly see where he was running and hurriedly followed him.
The Russian team was not willing to be outdone. They took their knives and ran straight into the forest without hesitation.
Here, the poplar trees were only one meter apart at the closest and three meters wide at the widest, making running easy. The view ahead was also wide. Before Chu Huaiqin even emerged from the poplar forest, he saw a white bird alight among its branches, chirping. The Maozi troops ahead of Chu Huaiqin also saw it, and immediately turned and rushed towards the poplar trees.
"Brother, brother," the little monk ran towards this side not far away, shouting, "Brother, brother, pigeons...pigeons...my pigeons..."
The Russian team had already started climbing the tree, and the little monk was running over anxiously. Chu Huaiqin ran under the tree and saw the two Russian team members guarding the tree. He smiled, stretched out his hands, grabbed the drooping poplar branches and pulled hard. The pigeons that had just stood firm on the poplar tree were frightened and flew out again with a "cluck".
When the Russian team was halfway up the tree, they were stunned.
Chu Huaiqin ignored them and turned to the little monk and shouted, "Bow/crossbow."
"Go ahead." The monk reacted quickly, pulling the crossbow from his pocket, wrapping it in his glove and throwing it toward Chu Huaiqin. The Russians tried to leap up and intercept it, but their speed was too great, and they only touched the edge. The crossbow glided past his fingertips and landed in Chu Huaiqin's hand. Then Chu Huaiqin turned and chased the pigeon. The Russians also quickly reacted and followed suit.
The live broadcast room was stunned by their hands, and someone asked, what is a bow/crossbow?
"One of China's greatest weapon inventions in the Age of Cold Ice."
The Chinese audience raised their chins with pride.
"Haha, the bows and crossbows are obviously ours. China always wants to take possession of other people's things."
You can tell at a glance that this statement is from the Koreans.
"Haha, you still have to look up your history from our Chinese history books, have some shame!"
Foreign audiences are not interested in who invented the topic, they are only interested in Chu Huaiqin and the pigeon.
"Chu isn't pretending anymore."
"Look, look, I said he was pretending when he couldn't walk before. Look how fast he is running now just to save his stutter. He's almost like a gust of wind chasing that pigeon."
"Let's bet on whether Chu Huaiqin can catch up with that pigeon!"
"I think the Maozi team is more likely. Look at those guys' strong long legs and bodies as strong as bulls."
"No, no, no, Chu's body is lighter, he will definitely be able to catch up."
"Yes, Chu, come on, I support you, you will definitely catch up."
"Oh, look at Chu's running posture, so beautiful, ah, so handsome, nothing like the burly and strong-armed Maozi team. Watching them run, I feel like I'm going to fall down."
Foreign audience: You are discriminating against people based on appearance. Also, when did Chu Huaiqin have a group of foreign fans who like him for his looks?
The Chinese audience was even more speechless.
"What a joke! If we catch up with that pigeon, our brother will shoot it down, shoot it down..."
Before the Chinese audience finished speaking, they saw Chu Huaiqin, who was chasing the pigeon, suddenly stop, raise his small bow/crossbow, and shoot. With a "whoosh", the pigeon flying in the air fell down, fell down...
"Wow, cool!"
"Oh my God, how is that possible?"
"Can that tiny palm-sized thing really shoot that far?" "A palm-sized bow/crossbow shoots like an AK, cool."
Chu Huaiqin put away his bow/crossbow, but before he could pick it up, a figure rushed out from beside him. Chu Huaiqin instinctively reached out to grab the person, but the person was very agile. He slapped Chu Huaiqin's wrist with one hand, twisted his waist and turned around to rush out. Chu Huaiqin was about to grab the back of the person's collar with his backhand, but fortunately he saw who it was and suddenly withdrew his hand at the last moment, otherwise the little monk, who was moving so fast, would have been injured in the neck by Chu Huaiqin.
The little monk ran in front of Chu Huaiqin and picked up the pigeon, grinning from ear to ear. He ran back and surrounded Chu Huaiqin, drooling, "Brother, brother, pigeon, roasted pigeon."
"Okay, okay, roast pigeon," Chu Huaiqin said with helplessness and relief, "but there's too little pigeon meat. Let's see if there are any other poultry."
"Yes, yes, I asked the sheep team, and they said they saw rabbits, but they ran too fast and they couldn't catch them." The little monk felt that their fighting ability was too weak, "Brother, brother, let's go catch them."
The little monk urged Chu Huaiqin so much that he almost ran away with his men.
The drone's camera reacted quickly and followed them, but many people in the live broadcast room were still in shock.
"Did they take action just now?"
"It seems so, isn't it? It was so fast that I couldn't see it clearly."
"Yes, oh my god, I was watching the live broadcast and saving it in my memory. I just went back to watch it, and the multiplier dropped to 0.5 before I could see clearly that they exchanged two moves. Oh my god, oh my god!"
"Such a fast speed, and he exchanged two moves, you must be kidding!"
"God, is it true that Chinese people all know martial arts?"
It was simply impossible to recover from the live broadcast.
Anthony was also very interested in the hands of Chu Huaiqin and the little monk. He asked the technician to turn the picture around, and he watched it repeatedly at a slow speed on the computer, which made him smile all over.
Director Austin had just returned to the director's office for a break and saw Anthony like this. His expression suddenly changed. The bet he had made with Directors Li and Huang during the domestic competition was still valid, and he was not prepared to lose.
Xia En and the others stayed in the camp, boiling water. Lin Zhinan felt much better after drinking the hot water. She declined Su Huaichen's suggestion to rest and began to pack her things. The first thing to do was wash everything. They'd been walking in the desert for so many days, and everything was dirty. They needed to wash everything, including their clothes, which were already stiff in places from sweat. It was only around four in the afternoon, and the desert sun wouldn't set until seven. Plus, with the strong wind, there was still time to dry everything.
Lin Zhinan had just started feeling unwell, and Su Huaichen couldn't let her do all this alone, so he went to help. Xia En brought a fan to Lin Zhinan, asking her to blow it while she worked, while Chu Huaiqin hung the other fan around his neck and took it away.
Xia En set up camp first. After the three tents were fixed, he saw two people moving their things to the stream. He was not surprised at all when he saw Lin Zhinan take out a soap.
On the contrary, the teams not far away were so envious that their eyes turned red, and they wanted to run over and grab the soap. Su Huaichen was also very happy. He was so dirty that it was impossible to wash it clean with just water. With soap, it was like heaven.
Someone in the live broadcast room sighed: The Rolling Team has added something else that makes people jealous.
As the sky gradually darkened, Xia En and the others finished washing everything. Luckily, they had soap, otherwise, the clothes, stiffened from days of sweat, would have been impossible to clean. They also boiled water to fill their water bags, gathered up most of the nearby dry branches, and spun their clothes dry. But Chu Huaiqin and his companions still hadn't returned. For a moment, the three of them were a little anxious. Just as they were debating whether to go find them, they heard the Sheep Country people shouting. They turned to see Chu Huaiqin and the little monk.
Not only that, behind the two of them, in addition to the sheep team, camel team and others, four teams from the Sam Country also followed behind them.
"You guys stay here, I'll go help." Xia En's expression darkened and he ran quickly, thinking in his mind that the four teams from the Sam Country did not pass by them but joined Chu Huaiqin and the others. It seemed that they went around according to the map, and he didn't know if they had any fighting.
Xia Entang was worried, and when he ran closer, he found that Chu Huaiqin was holding two pigeons and a rabbit in his hands, and the little monk was dragging several large tree trunks, all of which were dry and fell to the ground.
"Are you okay?" Xia En took the things from Chu Huaiqin's hand and looked behind him.
"It's okay, they came around from the plain." Chu Huaiqin and the others were catching "meat" and were surprised to see them. However, there were still a few pigeons, chickens and other food jumping around in the woods at that time, so they didn't have time to cause trouble and ran to catch food.
"Roasted pigeon, roasted pigeon." The little monk half-closed his eyes and shook his head. He didn't notice that Xia En's expression was wrong at all. His mind was full of food.
Chu Huaiqin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he had something more important to say.
After walking shoulder to shoulder with Xia En for a while, Chu Huaiqin approached him and whispered, "By the way, I found that there might be salt."
Xia En was startled. He turned to look at the others. Seeing that everyone was a little far away from them, he whispered to Chu Huaiqin, "Really?"
"Well, that's pretty close. I saw a camel caravan. Salt is the only commodity you can find in the desert right now." This is the Gobi Desert, a place historically known for its salt fields. Chu Huaiqin was very confident. "Tomorrow, we'll go looking for salt."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
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