Chapter 122
The eye of the storm is not the end, it is just the beginning. No one knows when the dust will dissipate. After waiting for a few minutes, it feels like the eye of the sandstorm has moved away. The five people supported each other to stand up, looking at the gray and yellow surroundings, the visibility is very low.
Crowds began to gather, mostly heading towards Chu Huaiqin. The presence of the hills gave everyone a sense of security.
The group of people who had 'escaped the disaster' sat on the hill to rest, looking at the yellow dust, feeling headache and depressed.
The group of people sat and sat for about half an hour, but there was no guidance from the director team. Slowly, some people couldn't help it.
"What should we do? How should we leave?"
The dusty environment is quite stressful. Fortunately, there are many people here. If I were alone or with a few people, it would be easy to break down emotionally.
"Directors, directors, what do you want to do? Ahem..."
Someone continued to yell.
It seems that someone took off the mask and choked on the dust.
"We can't tell the direction right now! Ahem!"
"Hey, Anthony, come out, stop playing dead, cough cough!"
"XXX, are we going to stay where we are? Oh my god, how long will it take for this dust to disperse? We'll starve to death, cough cough!"
The live broadcast in the live broadcast room was not affected by the sandstorm. Even though the screen was yellow and gray, you could still see the situation of the participants. You could see several team members jumping up and down, covering their mouths and shouting, coughing, and then you could see Chu Huaiqin standing up and calmly brushing the sand off his clothes...
"Ahhh, I really want to see Chu Huaiqin take off this indifferent look."
"It's a bit difficult. Our brother rarely changes his expression."
"Pfft, actually, it's better to say that my brother has facial paralysis than to say that Xia En is facial paralysis. He has very few expressions. Apart from smiling, he always looks indifferent."
"Hehe, strength determines confidence."
Chinese people have always regarded stability and restraint as virtues. In the eyes of many people, calmness is equated with strength, so when seeing other teams jumping up and down, Chinese audiences still enjoy it and feel proud.
The crew who pretended to be dead didn't show up, and the others shouted until their throats were hoarse, and they would choke on some sand and dust from time to time. It was so painful.
"Chu, what are you going to do?" The people from the Sheep Team ran over. After this incident, they admired Chu Huaiqin even more.
"You and the camel team have lived in the desert for a long time. Do you have any experience about when the sand and dust will dissipate?" Chu Huaiqin was born in the imperial capital and had experienced sandstorms before. The dust would not dissipate for several days or even one or two months, and it could last for only tens of minutes. It was really hard to figure out.
"That's hard to say." Although they lived in a desert area, they were in a big city and were children living in the technological age. They had no idea about this kind of situation that could only be judged by experience.
Others were still trying to talk to the director team, but the director was so good at assembling death that he ignored the contestants at all, as if a breathing mask was the best response.
The director team refused to respond. As contestants, their best move was to stay where they were.
The yellow, gloomy environment was quite stressful, and several teams began to gather together. The American team was a natural, and the Russians were still a separate team. Although the Mali team had previously made a deal with Chu Huaiqin and his team, that didn't mean they were familiar with each other, so they also stood on their own side. Chu Huaiqin's side, however, was quite large: in addition to the two people from the Sheep Team, the three people from the Camel Team, and the Double Eagle Team, they had also arrived.
The captain of the Double Eagles team cautiously approached Chu Huaiqin and, under Xia Entropy's glare, whispered his gratitude for the salt. They hadn't expected anything in return, but when they returned from their outing that day, they found a bag of salt.
"You're welcome. If it weren't for your help, the little monk wouldn't be safe." Chu Huaiqin was quite grateful for this.
"It's our duty, it's our duty." The members of the Double Eagle Team said in unison.
In order not to attract other people's attention, the captain of the Double Eagle team returned to his team after saying this.
The 35-member team sat there for a long time, one hour, two hours, and the sandstorm showed no sign of passing. Some people began to panic. Wouldn't this last for a few days?
“Ouch!”
“Ouch!”
"What's that sound?" The person sitting on the ground quickly stood up and looked around in panic.
Chu Huaiqin also stood up. After the sandstorm, visibility was about 100 meters, even with binoculars.
"It should be a group of lions." Chu Huaiqin guessed.
"Huaiqin, can you see?" Su Huaichen asked in surprise.
"It's the sound! These lions' roars are different, they are not made by the same lion." The little monk has lived in the forest since he was a child and is very clear about this.
"What should we do?" Su Huaichen was a little anxious. Seeing that the program crew was still not moving, he wanted to yell at the director team like the other teams.
"The sound sounds far away, but the distance traveled by wild animals is different from that of humans. If they want to chase us, they will catch up quickly." The little monk reminded.
"Little monk, can you tell how many there are?" Chu Huaiqin asked.
"More than three." The little monk clapped his hands. No one knew better than him how terrifying the beasts living in the wild were.
Lin Zhinan and Su Huaichen looked uneasy when they heard the little monk's words, and looked at Chu Huaiqin, asking him to make the decision.
The other teams were also getting agitated. After asking the director several times without any response, they realized the nature of the show and began to save themselves, choosing to continue moving forward. They had been moving forward before, and they had also been moving straight when the sandstorm hit. So as long as they kept moving straight, they would definitely be right.
Everyone comforted each other, picked up their backpacks and started off.
Inside the director's office, Anthony looked at the crowd who had suddenly become so united, and didn't know what to say.
Everyone chose to move on. Chu Huaiqin didn't want to be the lion's food, so the five of them held hands and followed the main group.
The lion was still howling. I don't know if it was scared by the sandstorm, but the sound had a curve and the ending sounded a bit like a cat.
The group walked for an hour, then two hours. The lion's voice faded, and when the hands of their watches reached five in the afternoon, they finally stopped. The dust still hung thick, but the surroundings grew darker because of the time, giving the illusion of entering hell.
"Brother." Lin Zhinan moved closer to Chu Huaiqin and held his arm tightly.
They seemed to be living in an unclear world, and Lin Zhinan had suppressed his fear for a long time.
"Don't be afraid, this is just a show, the director team won't let anything happen to us." Chu Huaiqin comforted.
When Lin Zhinan thought of this, the pressure instantly disappeared.
But others didn't think so. After walking in such an environment for two hours, the director team was as silent as if they were dead. In addition, the lion's roar before left a shadow on everyone, and some people immediately became emotional.
"Ahhh, Anthony, get out here!" It was Agata from the Russian team. "I can't stand it anymore. When will this awful weather ever end?"
"You directors, please don't go too far."
"Can you at least give us some time? We can't keep going on like this."
"Oh God, how stupid am I to be on this show."
The people who were devastated by the dust launched an "attack" on the director team again. Lin Zhinan looked at Chu Huaiqin nervously.
Chu Huaiqin was looking around with binoculars. Feeling Lin Zhinan's gaze, he put down the binoculars and said, "Don't be afraid, let's set up camp!"
"Okay." Lin Zhinan always listened to Chu Huaiqin and nodded repeatedly.
Other teams: ...
"Gongong Team, can you guys be a little more manly?" Someone yelled at Chu Huaiqin. Turning around, he found it was Agata from the Maozi Team.
"Stop yelling. I also advise you to have some womanly grace." Xia Entang retorted mercilessly, without any mercy.
"You..." Agatha blushed after being blocked by Xia En, and was about to say something when he was pulled back by his teammates.
Chu Huaiqin began to set up camp, and his team looked at the time and decided not to move. Perhaps out of fear of the environment, each team did not separate and unloaded their bags on the spot.
Chu Huaiqin and his team's tent was still triangular, with one side given to the team members. Then they cooked food. After just two days of rest, everyone had more or less stored some food, so when Chu Huaiqin and his team took it out, it was not too surprising.
Today they were preparing to stew rabbit meat with cactus. When they were about to light the fire, they were frightened by a scream. They turned around and saw that it was Daly, the star contestant of the Aunt Team. Except for him, everyone else in their team was eliminated.
"There will be a dust explosion." Daly shouted loudly, and everyone heard it, followed by several other voices responding.
Many people in the live broadcast room were flooded with comments, all cursing Chu Huaiqin for wanting to harm others.
Some viewers in the live broadcast room: ...
"Excuse me, do you know the principle of dust explosion?" Lin Zhinan whispered.
Su Huaichen, who was about to remind Chu Huaiqin not to start a fire, said: ...
Although Lin Zhinan hasn't said anything yet, why does he feel fortunate that he didn't speak?
"What do you mean?" Abadi from the Mali team looked at Lin Zhinan strangely. He also felt that there would be a dust explosion.
"Well, the principle of dust explosion is the presence of combustible materials. The floating dust is sandy and does not form the conditions for explosion." Lin Zhinan spoke very softly. This was her first time communicating with others in English, and she felt a little restrained.
Some of those who opposed Chu Huaiqin's ignition blushed, while others did not believe it.
Chu Huaiqin didn't care whether they believed it or not. He directly lit the alcohol wax while screaming.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
No response.
Agata screamed: "Humph!"
Live broadcast room:
"Pfft, this is basic common sense!"
"I, I thought it would explode too. What a shame."
Following this comment, countless people agreed and liked it.
After observing that Chu Huaiqin and the other teams had no problems lighting the fire, the worried team also started to get food. However, Chu Huaiqin's food was different from others', damn delicious.
We are all salt-free comrades, why do you taste better than others?
Is it because of the sand onion?
The tender and fragrant rabbit meat stewed with cactus is different from stewed chicken. The flavor is richer, but it lacks a little soy sauce and ginger. Chu Huaiqin sighed as he ate.
Live broadcast room: Brother, dear brother, you are the one who eats the best now. Look at those people who don’t have salt, their faces are bitter.
People without salt sighed again: Why is Chinese meat so delicious?
No one wants to stay outside in such dusty weather. After packing up, we unzipped the tent, rushed in, quickly zipped up the tent, and went to sleep.
The speed was so fast that the live broadcast room was amazed: Chu Huaiqin took advantage of Fu Chen's inattention and successfully scored.
The temperature was even colder that night, but the young monk, Su Huaichen, didn't hesitate to cover himself with the blanket he'd found. Lin Zhinan had a fan with a heater, but Chu Huaiqin and Xia Entang, both a bit of a germaphobe, still used their own blankets. Xia Entang's body temperature was higher than Chu Huaiqin's, so he placed the fan on Chu Huaiqin's back while he warmed him from the other side.
This night was very special and tense for Xia En. Because it was too cold, Chu Huaiqin went straight into his arms and fell asleep.
Xia Entropy: I feel so happy and excited. I want to run a few laps outside and shout a few times, but I don’t want to move.
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