Chapter 133
By the time the contestants had checked their tents, it was already one in the morning. Fatigued by the day's struggles, they finally returned to their tents and dozed off. However, the presence of the red sandworms kept some from sleeping soundly, feeling a constant presence nearby and reaching out to touch it. As for the Gobi bears, they watched Chu Huaiqin and his team inspect the tents for a moment before leaving. After all, large wild animals don't like being around humans.
The next day, everyone got up while the sky was still gray. A breath of air revealed a thick fog. Everyone on Chu Huaiqin's side was wrapped in a coat. The Maozi team was very tough, and they came out in camouflage uniforms.
Lin Zhinan boiled some water while Chu Huaiqin and the others began to pack up. Once they were done, they took out half a large pancake and shared it. The group gathered together, drinking hot water and munching on the pancake, making the Maozi team jealous. The A1 camera even cut in, bringing a burst of activity to the livestream.
"People are different. If it were the United States, they would have robbed it long ago."
"There's no way. My ancestors were just robbers."
"Chinese people always speak in a sarcastic way. We Americans are gentlemen and won't argue with you."
"Haha, the lighthouse is out, the highlight that shone on you has long disappeared. Everyone in the world knows your hypocrisy."
"Let's not talk about the distant ones, let's talk about the nearby ones. How many people did you rob?"
The live broadcast room had already been noisy. It was daytime in China and it was summer vacation. In addition, the "War of the Gods" starring Chu Huaiqin was broadcast tonight, so many fans gathered here at once. Each time they posted a sentence, they could drown out the words of foreign audiences.
For a moment, the screen was filled with Chinese.
Foreign audiences were stunned. When did the live broadcast room of the global competition become China's live broadcast platform?
"Don't you Chinese have a wall? Go back, go back."
"Hahaha, the guy from Sam is angry, he's angry. Now you know, don't think the wall is to protect us. You're wrong. It's to protect you."
"La la, he comes with anger, he comes with anger."
"You viewers from the United States and the British Empire didn't just find out today that the global live broadcast room is directly connected to our domestic platform, did you? Alas, there's nothing we can do. The United States is notorious for being a frog in a well."
“You, you guys…”
Audiences from other regions: For every one person saying one thing, the Chinese audience can say ten things. It’s so scary, so scary.
By the time Chu Huaiqin had finished his pancake, the Maozi team had almost disappeared. Dawn broke over the endless, rolling Gobi Desert, the gray clouds taking on a tinge of cyan. Light spilled from the cyan edge, ready to burst through the thin barrier at any moment.
"Let's go!" Chu Huaiqin said, "Let's make the most of this time to get on the road."
It was six o'clock in the morning.
The five of them put on their backpacks and set off on their journey.
The people from the United States also got up early. Everyone looked haggard, with dark circles under their eyes, and they walked weakly.
Live broadcast room:
"I didn't notice it before, but it seems like there are fewer and fewer people here."
"They were all eliminated by the United States, you troublemakers."
"It's only been a few days, and there's still such a long way to go. I doubt we'll be eliminated before we're even halfway through."
"We're filming a survival game right now, OK? There's no elimination in the survival game, so we can compete later?"
You can tell at a glance that these words were said by someone from the United States.
Several teams were walking on the Gobi Desert. The cool breeze was blowing, making everyone feel much more awake.
Chu Huaiqin had been waiting for the sun to come out, but he waited and waited. By nine o'clock, the sun was still hiding in the clouds, with only half of its face showing. Although the temperature had risen, it was only about seven degrees. The temperature a few days ago had reached more than 20 degrees.
The live broadcast room shouted: Good luck.
However, the announcement issued by the program team was shocking: there will be local light rain today, and heavy rain tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so please be prepared.
Participants: ...
"Brother, brother, it's raining, we can take a shower now," the little monk was the happiest after hearing what the production team said. He jumped up and down, but when he saw that no one else was laughing, he asked in confusion, "Are you not happy?"
"Little monk, we are living in a tent now. It is hard to say whether it can withstand the heavy rain in the desert." Lin Zhinan was a little worried.
"Ah," the little monk only thought of this question at this time and looked at Chu Huaiqin, "Brother, is it okay?"
"It's hard to say. I'm afraid it will easily get flooded." Chu Huaiqin stopped and took out the map. Xia En and others gathered around him.
The terrain is marked on the map, and it is easy to see that the terrain of the next food point is a bedrock area and a poplar forest.
"Ah, another one of those rocky mountains with holes in it," the little monk said with a bitter face. The program team later told the contestants about the worm, saying it lived in those small holes and that the various animal bones beneath the bedrock were likely poisoned by it.
The program team told the contestants about this incident to raise their awareness. However, they didn't tell them that there was actually an advance team ahead of them, surveying along the mission route. They had not previously known about the insect, but now it has been included in the key survey areas.
"Regardless of whether this bedrock provides shelter from the rain, if there is a heavy downpour, the area with poplar trees is the best place to camp." Chu Huaiqin concluded, and Xia Entang agreed.
"Then let's go!" Su Huaichen said, "Looking at the time, we should be almost at the food replenishment point."
"Yes, yes, let's go catch the chicken first, and then take a good bath." The little monk laughed happily. He felt a lot more relaxed at the thought of washing off the dirt on his body.
"Okay, stop laughing," Chu Huaiqin tapped the little monk's forehead and said, "Rain is not good for the desert."
"Ah, why?" the little monk wondered.
"It rarely rains in the desert and Gobi. The creatures here are accustomed to the dry weather. Sudden rain will make the vegetation here unable to adapt and may even cause the death of creatures." Chu Huaiqin didn't want to spoil the fun when he saw the little monk was so happy, but when he thought about the fact that they were broadcasting live, he was afraid that some people would scold the little monk for being so happy.
"Ah, I don't know." The little monk blinked and retracted the smile from the corner of his mouth.
As Chu Huaiqin expected, there were indeed many people in the live broadcast room scolding the little monk. Most of them were so-called environmentalists from abroad. Although the domestic audiences tried to argue that the little monk was so happy because he didn't understand, they were still scolded a lot by them.
After putting away the map, they set out again. At ten o'clock in the morning, they had been walking for four hours and arrived at the food point where Director Tai had added more food.
There was sparse grass on the ground, and underfoot was an uneven bedrock layer. The sand was yellow. The Maozi Team and the Double Eagle Team, who had arrived earlier than them, were looking for food. They were thinking about eating meat, but when they saw the cacti that were obviously transplanted, the Maozi Team and the Double Eagle Team's faces almost cracked.
The program team is going too far.
The program crew has always been very arrogant, and they still acted like they didn't like the food. This made Valery, the most irritable member of the Russian team, so angry that he was jumping up and down. The little monk secretly complained to Chu Huaiqin that his nose was almost crooked.
Chu Huaiqin was helpless.
The live broadcast room was filled with laughter.
These cacti were divided among three teams.
At this time, the Sam Country team came to the food spot where Chu Huaiqin and his team had food last night. A group of people went from chasing the big white goose to being chased by the big white goose, making the people in the live broadcast room laugh non-stop, especially the fans of several teams eliminated by the Sam Country. They cheered for the big white goose in the live broadcast room, wishing that the big white goose would fly onto the heads of Liman, Phili, the British Empire team members and others and shit on them.
Some people in the live broadcast room also lamented that Chu Huaiqin and the others should not have left. Wouldn’t it be better to wait here for the program crew to release the geese?
"Hey, brother, there's water." Lin Zhinan, who was boiling cactus, raised his head and another drop fell on his nose.
"Quick, open a tent on top." The little monk looked at the alcohol wax nervously, afraid of being drenched by water.
"No, no, the water is boiling, we can eat now." Lin Zhinan was also a little flustered and quickly put out the alcohol wax. Su Huaichen ran over to help pick up the pot and ran towards the tent.
They pitched the tent in a high place because they were afraid it would rain heavily while they were eating.
The members of the Maozi team and the Double Eagle team sat on the rock formation and ate raw cactus. They had no idea why Chu Huaiqin and the others had to cook it again. Wouldn’t it taste better this way?
The taste of salted cactus was completely different from that of boiled cactus. Adding a few chopped shallots, the aroma wafted out as soon as the lid was opened. The Maozi and Double Eagle teams finally understood the difference between cooking and eating raw cactus. The mere smell of the former made their mouths water, while the latter was so greasy they could barely chew it. Was it too late to start cooking now?
The expressions of the Maozi team members made the audience laugh.
"Including this season, I've watched six seasons of Wild Survivor. Chu Huaiqin and his crew are the most exquisite people I've ever seen."
“Chopped green onions, only he could come up with that.”
"Haha, he'll have to recognize it as a green onion before he can find it!"
The live broadcast room sighed that people are indeed different.
A few people had just divided the cactus and had not started eating it when it started to rain heavily. The raindrops hit the tent with a loud sound.
"Is this Xiaoyu?" Su Huaichen asked a soul-stirring question.
"Brother, I, my butt feels cold. Will it be soaked?" The little monk was a little nervous while holding the cactus soup.
"No," Xia Entang replied. He had this tent custom-made, so how could it possibly be leaking? "Even if the rain was so heavy it washed you away, it wouldn't."
Little Monk: ...
Chu Huaiqin smiled and said, "Eat quickly, we still have to hurry on our way."
A few of them nodded and buried their heads in their food, becoming even more anxious when they saw the Russian team setting off in the heavy rain.
Half an hour later, after lunch, the group packed up their things, put on the raincoats distributed before departure, and continued on their way forward on the sticky ground.
At this time, the teams from the United States behind them were in a really miserable situation. They were pecked all over by the big white geese. They finally caught them, but it started to rain.
What should I do then?
Several teams gritted their teeth, stomped their feet, and cooked inside the tent. Then there was a strange scene: it was raining outside and the tent was burning inside.
The rain was drizzling. For Chu Huaiqin, rainy days were better than sunny days, but for everyone else, walking on the yellow earth in the rain was undoubtedly very tiring. Because of the soil, it was slippery from time to time. Lin Zhinan and Su Huaichen almost slipped several times, and Agata from the Maozi team simply fell flat on his face.
The group hurried and finally arrived at the food point before dark.
The six or seven meter high bedrock was completely different from what they had seen before. There were caves on it that looked like human dwellings. These caves were dark and looked a bit scary.
"Brother, what is this place? Inside, could it be, could it be..." The little monk stuttered, "Sister, are you scared?"
Lin Zhinan shook his head. "Don't be afraid. I've been to Mogao Grottoes, and there are caves like this."
Little monk: It turns out he is the most timid.
"It should be a cave dwelling abandoned by the desert people. Let's go take a look." Chu Huaiqin said. It's raining heavily now, so it's very lucky to find a cave.
At this time, the Maozi team had already approached the cave house. The two teams stood outside and stretched their heads to look, as if they were picking out the cave, without any fear at all.
When Chu Huaiqin and a few others approached, they heard that the Maozi team and the Shuangying team had decided to live in the largest cave house. When they saw Chu Huaiqin and his friends coming, they enthusiastically invited them to join them.
It seems that you are not afraid!
The rainy sky was dark, and the cave house was pitch black. Several people turned on their watch lights and shone them inside to see what was going on.
This cave house was just as they had imagined, very large, about a hundred square meters, with six cave doors on the rock wall, and no one knew where they led to.
This is a characteristic of desert ethnic caves, with many paths leading in all directions. After a discussion, the group divided up the tasks, with one team looking at the two cave entrances to see where they led.
The three teams took knives and moved in slowly. Chu Huaiqin and his team chose the two innermost caves. Chu Huaiqin took Lin Zhinan, and Xia En brought Su Huaichen, each at one cave entrance. The little monk watched the luggage outside.
Chu Huaiqin walked in front, turning on the watch light in one hand and holding a knife in the other. Lin Zhinan followed behind him and slowly walked into the first cave. It was even darker inside. It was a room of about ten square meters, empty and empty. This small room also had a cave door. Chu Huaiqin led Lin Zhinan to walk through it, and the live broadcast room exclaimed:
“This is a nesting doll!”
"Pfft, no nesting dolls allowed."
"I don't know how long these places have been empty. There are a lot of poisons in the Gobi Desert, so it's really unsafe."
"Yeah, maybe in the middle of the night, something will crawl out of these nesting doll holes."
"Think about the red sandworm."
"Ugh, shut up, it's forbidden to mention this inhuman thing."
The audience in the live broadcast room was traumatized by the worm.
The light from Chu Huaiqin's watch shone inside, revealing a smaller room inside the room, about four or five square meters. Several broken earthenware pots lay scattered on the floor, along with some shelves and firewood. Chu Huaiqin guessed this might have been a storage room. Luckily, there wasn't another room even smaller than this one. The two men breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave when a small voice rang out.
Lin Zhinan immediately grabbed Chu Huaiqin's arm, turned around suddenly, and stared at the small room in horror.
"Brother, brother, there is a sound, did you hear it?" Lin Zhinan trembled, she was really scared.
"It should be!" Chu Huaiqin stood at the entrance of the cave, scanned the area, and finally fixed his eyes on the pile of firewood.
"Should we take a look?" Although Lin Zhinan said this, she really wanted to run away immediately.
"You stand back," Chu Huaiqin drew out his knife and handed the scabbard to Lin Zhinan, "If anything happens, you run outside, understand?"
Lin Zhinan shook his head.
Chu Huaiqin: ...
“Rustle!”
The things in the firewood pile seemed to be frightened by Chu Huaiqin's voice, and they couldn't help shaking under the firewood pile, and the dust of the weathered firewood fell down.
Live broadcast room: ...
Chu Huaiqin: ...
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