Chapter 165
Four kilometers of road would be no problem if it were on flat land, but this is a desert, and climbing over sand dunes is quite difficult.
Chu Huaiqin's recovery made the Gun Gun Team feel a lot more relaxed, but the problem of no water could not be solved. Two hundred milliliters of water were shared by four people, less than a sip per person. Chu Huaiqin was still in a low fever state. No matter how much he endured, he had to drink water every once in a while, even if it was just a small sip. He could not walk through the Flaming Mountain.
With three kilometers to go, the four were utterly thirsty. The lack of water was taking its toll, and they were sweating profusely. Soon, they would be forced to withdraw from the Double Eagles, experiencing hallucinations and, in the worst cases, even epileptic seizures.
The people in the live broadcast room kept analyzing the serious consequences of being out of water after a lack of water.
Chu Huaiqin also took this into consideration and stopped the three of them.
The three turned to look at Chu Huaiqin. He looked serious, as if he had something important to announce. For a moment, they felt uneasy. They didn't even want Chu Huaiqin to speak, but he did.
"There are about 100 milliliters of water left. We still have three kilometers to go. Zhinan also picked some camel thorn leaves before. Now it's dark, and the demand for water has decreased. At your speed, you will arrive faster." Chu Huaiqin said in a hoarse voice.
"Ah, brother, I don't understand." The little monk blinked, looking confused.
Lin Zhinan understood and shook his head, "I'm not leaving. I'm leaving with my brother."
Xia En didn't say anything, but walked up to Chu Huaiqin, grabbed his hand, and held it tightly, so tightly that Chu Huaiqin's hand hurt.
The little monk finally reacted and said firmly, "I won't leave either."
"My current speed is too slow, which will only slow down your pace." Chu Huaiqin had no choice. If he continued walking, for safety reasons, he might ask everyone to withdraw from the competition early.
"No," Lin Zhinan choked up, tears falling down his face, "Brother, brother, you just want us to abandon you and take the water away. What will you do if the water is taken away? Woo woo, I won't leave~~"
Lin Zhinan suddenly burst into tears. When the people in the live broadcast room heard her words, they felt sad and wanted to cry too. However, when her tears slid down, she stretched out her tongue to lick the tears, as if she wanted to quench her thirst with tears. The people in the live broadcast room who had not cried yet laughed first, and then cried and laughed.
Lin Zhinan quickly realized her subconscious actions and hurriedly held back her tears. She was short of water now and couldn't waste her tears.
"I won't leave either. You asked me to take the water away, but I can't do it. If, if my master knew that I was so ungrateful, he would kick me out of the temple." The little monk sat down on the sand and didn't move. He licked his dry lips, stretched out his hand, and scratched his skin, but Lin Zhinan slapped him down.
"It will bleed." Lin Zhinan said while sniffing and sobbing.
"This will quench my thirst!" The little monk's eyes lit up, as if he had found a new skill.
Just as he finished speaking, Lin Zhinan kicked him again. The little monk had to withdraw his hand and continue licking his lips that were bleeding from being stretched by him.
Live broadcast room: It can be seen that he will be dominated by his wife in the future.
"Xia Entropy," Chu Huaiqin turned his gaze towards him, and was about to persuade him first. Traveling at night would be impossible without Xia Entropy, and he would need him to lead the way. "You..."
"Get out now!" Xia En said in a hoarse voice.
Chu Huaiqin: ...
Chu Huaiqin's gaze lingered on the three men, causing him to feel a headache. His current condition was extremely poor, his pace too slow, and having Xia Entang carry him made it even slower. His stamina had reached its limit, and the only reason he could still move was through sheer willpower.
"I'm not giving up. I'm just following you slowly." Chu Huaiqin tried to persuade them.
"Then we'll leave the water to you. I'll go with the little monk, and Xia Entang will accompany you." Lin Zhinan said the other way around, staring at Chu Huaiqin. His eyes, washed by tears, were as bright as stars.
"You little girl." Chu Huaiqin was helpless.
"Let's go, they won't leave you alone." Xia En pulled Chu Huaiqin's hand, and the warmth from his palm made his chest feel stuffy.
Chu Huaiqin was a little hesitant.
"Brother, either we go together or we're out now." The little monk puffed out his chest and said it with great confidence. He sat on the ground holding the wilted chicken, as if he really didn't want to leave.
Chu Huaiqin smiled and said, "Let's go, we'll be champions together and out together."
Chu Huaiqin relented, and the others laughed too.
Reality will not be surprising because of their unity. After Chu Huaiqin's low fever subsided, he was affected by the gradually decreasing temperature. When the cold wind blew, his body temperature began to rise again. After drinking the last sip of water, the four of them fell into despair in the darkness.
"Brother, I'm so tired." Lin Zhinan murmured, approaching Chu Huaiqin. From three o'clock in the morning until now, it was too hot at noon and she couldn't fall asleep. She just closed her eyes and rested for more than three hours before setting off. Now her feet felt like they were not her own and were swollen.
"Take a rest!" Chu Huaiqin was feeling uncomfortable all over now. He had a high fever and no water, and he was almost exhausted.
Xia En closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again. He supported Chu Huaiqin, who was completely limp, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sit down slowly... Be careful..."
Xia En, who had intended to help the man, didn't expect to lose his strength first, causing Chu Huaiqin to fall. His first reaction was to hug him and cushion him as he fell. Extreme exhaustion made him lie down and not want to get up. His head tilted, and he actually fell asleep.
Chu Huaiqin climbed off Xia En's body and took a moment to regain consciousness. He pulled the backpack off Xia En and turned him over so he could sleep better. Turning around, he saw Lin Zhinan sitting on the sand, hugging his backpack with his eyes closed. He must have fallen asleep from exhaustion.
The young monk pulled down his veil and took off his hat. He was stroking the chicken and muttering, "I'm sorry, you can't accompany us any longer. You should still have blood. Can you contribute some?"
This chicken is so strong. It has survived until now relying on the cactus skin and some resurrection grass leaves left by the little monk. It is not easy.
"I'll call you Chicken Strong! Okay?" The little monk touched the chicken and continued to discuss, "You are my good friend. Now your friend, the little monk, is very thirsty. My sister and Xia En have also fainted from thirst. I have a fever and there is no water to drink, not even a little water. You..."
Chu Huaiqin smiled and turned his head. He hadn't told the little monk that the chicken was too wilted. It wasn't likely it was sick from the heat. Even if it was bled, it still couldn't be drunk for safety reasons. Even if it was drinkable, the blood that came out wouldn't be enough for one person to drink. It was fishy and dry, and after drinking the blood, you'd have to find water!
Leaning on his backpack, Chu Huaiqin looked up at the sky, his eyes a little blurry due to the high fever.
It was now ten o'clock in the evening and they still had two kilometers to go.
Two kilometers is not far, but to them, it seems so far away that it seems to be just at the horizon.
"Do you want to give up?" Chu Huaiqin murmured.
Lin Zhinan raised his head, sniffed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Listen to my brother."
Lin Zhinan could no longer walk. Her legs were badly swollen, her mouth was very thirsty, and her head was dizzy. If she didn't drink some water, she knew she would soon faint.
The little monk touched the hen in his hand and cried dryly, "Brother, can I kill the chicken and take its blood?"
Chu Huaiqin smiled and said, "Leave its body intact!"
Maybe if they gave up, the chicken would be saved.
Chu Huaiqin leaned on his backpack and turned to see Xia En who was sleeping. Enduring the pain in his head, he said in a hoarse voice, "Ten, nine, eight..."
"Don't withdraw, don't withdraw, wow, what should I do! Is China going to be blocked from the top 15 again?"
"It's not the top 15, it's the top 18. Now, excluding the four people from the Chinese team, there are still 18 people!"
"Give up, I can't take it anymore. Look at them. My sister's legs have been having problems since this afternoon, but she never said anything and insisted on walking. In the end, she couldn't even lift her legs. My brother has a high fever. Xia Entropy's physical strength has reached its limit. The little monk is better, but it doesn't look like he's much better. They're out of water. Resting is useless. They're just stalling for time. Sooner or later, they'll be eliminated. It's better to get out early. It's better for their health."
"It's so sad. I won the Asian Championship and thought this year would finally be different, but I didn't expect to be eliminated outside the top 15."
"Oh, don't say it anymore. It's so sad. It's the sixth year, the most promising class, and now there's nothing left."
"Survival in the wild is really a hurdle for China!"
"They've been really good so far, the Rolling Team, the Saigao."
"Bless you Chu, even if you are out, you are still the most powerful in my mind."
Many viewers in the live broadcast room understood Chu Huaiqin and the others' current situation. The collective health problems were a forced choice. Although there were some negative voices, they were generally accepting.
Anthony also felt very regretful. He was very optimistic about Chu Huaiqin during the domestic competition, but after knowing his weaknesses, he felt very regretful.
"Congratulations, Austin."
Today happened to be a day off for director Austin, who was filming with Sam's country. Standing in the command room, he watched the entire process of the Rolling Team's elimination. For him, who had made a bet with Director Li, it was a very good feeling. Another director, who was also in the command room, also knew about the bet between Austin and Director Li and came forward to congratulate him.
"I knew from the beginning that they were no match for us," Austin said with a smile. "It's just a shame there are only three people left in Sam Country now."
"Austin still has a sharp eye."
The directors surrounding Austin kept praising him, almost opening a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
"Six, five..."
Chu Huaiqin counted, he didn't know why he was counting, maybe because he wanted a ritual.
"Five seconds left and he will surrender!" Austin walked over to Anthony and stood there, holding a glass in his hand, which was nervously pinched on the corner of the glass. He was very nervous and intense, as if he was ready to enjoy the fruits of his victory.
"There are still five seconds!" Anthony also felt a little regretful.
"Three, two..."
"Wait, what?"
Suddenly someone shouted in the command room. Everyone looked closely and saw a tall figure running towards Chu Huaiqin and the others not far away. At this time, Chu Huaiqin, who was about to announce his withdrawal after counting to one second, was reminded by the sharp-eyed little monk.
Chu Huaiqin stopped for a few seconds and looked at the figure coming from a distance. It was Da Xiong.
The big bear was very fast. In just ten seconds, it had reached Chu Huaiqin and the others, stirring up a layer of sand.
The big bear's hands were empty. It stood there, tilted its head, whimpering, and looked at Chu Huaiqin.
Chu Huaiqin said, "Do you have any water?"
After he finished speaking, he made a gesture as if drinking water.
The big bear blinked, whimpered, turned its head, and ran away so fast that it seemed as if a monster was chasing it.
Several directors in the headquarters, hoping Chu Huaiqin would be eliminated, said: "Hahaha, is he speaking Chinese? What does that mean? Asking the bear for water?"
Chinese audience in the live broadcast room: "Big Bear, don't run, come back!"
Chu Huaiqin: ...
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