Chapter 12
"Move the drone over there."
The filming headquarters was also thrown into a state of disarray by the unexpected incident. Director Huang stood upright, hands behind his back, a serious expression on his face. The drone, which had been flying overhead, quickly shifted its direction from Su Huaichen and slowly descended. Its precise flight, its ability to automatically sense obstacles, and its infrared scanning capabilities amazed the livestream audience, truly worthy of being a rising tech company.
At the bottom of the steep slope, Chu Huaiqin moved his legs and found that he was not injured, but his buttocks felt a little painful and stinging. Chu Huaiqin supported himself on the ground and moved his buttocks. He saw that under the black soil was an uneven fruit-like thing. Chu Huaiqin dug and dug, removing the soil on the surface. Slowly, a strip-shaped thing the size of three fingers appeared and squeezed together. Chu Huaiqin pulled out a dagger and picked up the surrounding soil. He dragged the bottom with his fingers, moved slowly, and pulled it up.
It is brown, with an uneven surface, covered with small thorns and whiskers.
"Here it comes!" Chu Huaiqin looked up and waved his black hands at the drone, then lowered his head and patted the thing in his hand to clean off the dirt.
The drone made a mechanical sound: [Are you hurt?]
"It's okay, it just hurts a little when this thing pricked me." Chu Huaiqin landed on his butt when he slid down, and the final landing point was this thing, so he was still a little affected.
"He started crying so loudly. I was so scared. I thought he was going to lose an arm or a leg or something. Luckily, he's alright."
"My heart is back in my stomach. What is that thing he's holding? A sweet potato?"
"City folks up ahead? Does a sweet potato look like this? It's called a prickly potato, and it's edible."
"It can be considered a blessing in disguise."
There was a sigh in the live broadcast room. At this time, Su Huaichen's cry was heard from the steep slope. Was he realizing that Chu Huaiqin would not throw him down and go back by himself, and that something might have happened to him?
"Chu Huaiqin, Chu Huaiqin..."
"In here."
"What were you doing down there? Why didn't you call me?"
audience:……
"Ahhh, why can't the drone connect to the live broadcast room? I really want to tell Actor Su that Chu Huaiqin is secretly eating delicious food down there! You should come down too!"
"Pfft, come on, this is Actor Su's first time participating in a reality show, so please forgive him if he doesn't understand."
Countless people in the live broadcast room were posting: Requesting the director team to tell Actor Su their thoughts, and Chu Huaiqin was eating delicious food downstairs.
"Xiao Su," Director Huang's voice emanated from the drone, its presence resembling a village broadcast loudspeaker. "The audience in the livestream said, 'Chu Huaiqin is downstairs enjoying something delicious.'" "And you're even saying that in a different way?" Su Huaichen turned to glance at the drones, realizing that there were only one left, instead of two. "Chu Huaiqin, do you want me to go down? Did you find something delicious?"
"There is something delicious. You don't have to come down. I'll go up." Chu Huaiqin shouted back, sorted out the prickly potatoes he found, tore off a large leaf to wrap the prickly potatoes, and slowly climbed up along the sliding path.
"Impressive! You even knew there was this down there. Why didn't you ask me to dig with you?" Su Huaichen recognized the prickly potatoes; they were available in supermarkets. He couldn't cook, but someone else did. His mind raced uncontrollably to the other side, and Su Huaichen quickly shook his head, trying to move away from the scene.
"It's not a big amount. I can do it by myself."
"With the prickly potatoes, we have breakfast."
This thing is as filling as a sweet potato.
The two of them were chatting excitedly, and in the live broadcast room: Brother Qin, you didn’t tell Actor Su that he fell down by himself. Is it for the sake of face or face?
On the way back, Chu Huaiqin met the group looking for herbs. Only the little monk and his sister were squatting together. One of them said, "This is it," and the other retorted, "It just looks similar."
"What do you mean?" Chu Huaiqin and Su Huaichen walked over and saw a row of Isatis root pulled out on the ground. This was also one of the medicinal herbs required by the program team. "Not bad, we found another medicinal herb."
"Right, I said yes." Lin Zhinan wrapped up the Isatis root that were piled up on the ground, raised his chin to the little monk, and left.
"Don't you know this is Isatis root?" Chu Huaiqin looked at the little monk with a smile. The little monk immediately blushed and stammered, unable to speak.
"So young, so young!" Chu Huaiqin shook his head and left.
"Hahaha, so young. By the way, Chu Huaiqin is only 23 years old today."
"Little monk Sima Zhao's intentions are known to everyone. Ah, I am against this marriage."
Chu Huaiqin and Su Huaichen had a bountiful harvest. They cooked mushrooms into soup, washed the yams, added water to the pot, and used branches to make a simple rack to steam the yams. The herb and water seekers soon returned, their loads full of herbs—two varieties, four in total. Their mission was nearly complete. The water seekers, however, came back empty-handed.
Lin Yongfu and the others who were looking for water sat dejectedly and listlessly on the side.
"If we can't find water on this side of the mountain, it should be on the other side," Chu Huaiqin said. A mountain with such abundant resources couldn't possibly be without water. "But there's no need to look for it anymore. We each have about half a bamboo tube of water. If we save a little, we can probably make it to the second intersection of the three routes."
As Chu Huaiqin finished speaking, the several small pots of mushroom soup began to gurgle, and the fragrant aroma of freshness rolled out from the lids, making those who had only half eaten the night before instantly feel hungry. The water in the pot of steamed prickly potatoes had also been boiling for a while. Chu Huaiqin opened the lid, and a milky aroma, different from the mushroom soup, emerged, making those sitting nearby almost blink green.
Chu Huaiqin poked the prickly potato with chopsticks and found it was cooked.
"You can eat now."
As soon as Chu Huaiqin finished speaking, everyone stood up instantly, rushed out to find bowls, and ran back quickly. The speed was amazing. Su Huai almost fell down during his morning run. People in the live broadcast room kept shaking their heads. Even Actor Su didn't care about his image. It can be seen how hungry these people were.
There was plenty of mushroom soup, and each person could drink two or three bowls. However, there were not many prickly potatoes, and each person only got two prickly potatoes that were three fingers long and wide. However, this thing was very filling, and the stomach was barely half full.
After dinner, everyone packed up and set off. After two days of walking, everyone slowed down significantly today. Bingxiang led the way, hammering away with a long stick in his hand. Chu Huaiqin, Su Huaichen, and the others followed behind. Feng Shan came in last, and further back was Xia Entang and his group. Xia Entang, who was at the front, kept craning his head to look ahead. Feng Shan, walking ahead of him, felt sorry for his tired neck and wanted to ask him if he wanted to cut in.
The mountain road was not easy to walk on, and Chu Huaiqin, Su Huaichen, and his sister all needed help from time to time. Chu Huaiqin felt depressed and wanted to say something, so he asked Su Huaichen behind him, "Why did your eyes turn red during the pilot film?"
Su Huaichen: You are an undercover sent by the paparazzi!
"Oh, nothing," Su Huaichen said calmly, "I was bitten by a dog that day."
"You are quite strong. What dog can bite you?" Chu Huaiqin was surprised.
Su Huaichen gritted his teeth and said, "A castrated Tibetan Mastiff."
"Have you had your vaccinations?"
"After the shot, who knows if he has rabies?"
A man in a villa in the imperial capital: ...
Xia En, who was following the team: ...
The group walked and stopped, and by the time they took a break at noon, Lin Zhinan could no longer bear it and secretly ran to the side to cry. Her feet had been worn out before, and she had relied on herbal compresses and gauze wraps to keep going for the past two days.
"It hurts a lot?" Chu Huaiqin walked over to Lin Zhinan and squatted down, asking, "Can you still hold on?"
"I don't want to persist," Lin Zhinan raised his head, his face full of tears, his mouth pouting, crying aggrievedly, "But, but I want to persist, but I don't want to hold my brothers back."
After the first day, Chu Huaiqin and the others slowed down their pace, and Lin Zhinan could clearly see that everyone was accommodating him.
Lin Zhinan wiped his tears with the back of his hand and said, "Brother, why don't you guys go and I'll do it slowly by myself."
"How can this be possible?" Before Chu Huaiqin could even speak, the little monk jumped out and said, "Since you don't want to give up, I can carry you on my back. Don't worry, I can carry hundreds of kilograms of weight and still go up and down the mountain easily!"
Lin Zhinan is only 1.6 meters tall and thin, weighing only about 90 kilograms, so he can easily carry it on his back.
"But,"
"No buts, are you worried that I'll take advantage of you? I'm a monk, I..."
"No, how could it be, I..."
Chu Huaiqin didn't listen to what was said next. Instead, he turned and walked away, letting the two children discuss it themselves. He was thirsty and wanted to drink some water.
"Do you have any water?" Xia En frowned and walked towards Chu Huaiqin, glancing into his bamboo tube.
Chu Huaiqin smiled and said, “Oh, do you want to bring me some water?”
"If you really have no water, it's not impossible. After all, we are a team." Xia En said it a little awkwardly, without even looking at Chu Huaiqin.
"Xia En, I've wanted to ask you this for a long time, do you know me?" Although Chu Huaiqin had no memory of Xia En, his behavior made it seem as if he had a story with him.
When Xia En heard his words, his pupils widened instantly, and he stared at him with a vicious look, "Do you recognize me? Don't you know?"
"Should I know?" Chu Huaiqin saw the hurt in Xia En's eyes and thought hard. He really didn't know! "How about you remind me?"
Xia En pointed at Chu Huaiqin angrily, his eyes red with anger, "You, you don't feel anything at all, you..."
"I see……"
"What?"
Chu Huaiqin slapped his thigh, "Are you my fan?"
Xia En was furious and pointed at Chu's nose, "I won't tell you. If you don't want to get up, I won't forgive you."
Then he stormed off.
"I'm afraid it's some kind of tragic love story. Thinking of that pretty boy floating on the homepage of the Black Support Group website, this can't be true!"
"Is Chu Huaiqin a scumbag? Not only did he cheat on the pretty girl, he also cheated on Xia Entropy?"
The live broadcast room was like a cat that smelled blood, with discussions in full swing. As a result, many passers-by found Chu Huaiqin's black fan group, and after watching it, they came back and felt a little bit unbelievable, especially the fans who were not chasing stars in the wilderness survival live broadcast room. They went to the black fan website to take a look, and then came back to watch the re-edited and uploaded wilderness survival video, focusing on how he killed the snake with a flying knife and locked the leopard's throat. No matter how they watched it, they suspected that it was not the same person.
At noon, everyone had rested enough and set off again. At four o'clock in the afternoon, they arrived at the intersection of the three lines. Everyone was dumbfounded. It was a cable bridge, and there were no wooden boards on the bridge. There was a surging stream underneath.
Live broadcast room: Are you playing bigger and bigger?
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