Chapter 43

Everyone present was stunned and stared at the snake nailed to death on the tree in a daze.

Ran Wan turned her head and looked behind her in a daze. Before she could recover from the fear of the knife brushing her cheek, she was once again shocked by the dead snake.

She asked tremblingly:

"This...this is..."

The instructor used the branch in his hand to pluck the snake corpse, his eyes fell on its inverted triangular head, and his expression became solemn:

"This is a kind of arborized spearhead viper, which is highly toxic. Just a few dozen milligrams of venom can put the bitten person to death within five hours."

Ran Wan held her hand that she had just placed on the branch in shock, and her beautiful little face was scared and her blood faded.

The instructor turned his head and taught her a lesson: "I told you the precautions before entering the forest. Never reach out to grab the branches and stones that have not been inspected in advance. The primeval forest is full of dangers. Even with our instructors, it is difficult to keep an eye on you all the time, so be careful at all times, otherwise you may really die here."

The guests who were also lingering in fear nodded and repeatedly promised that they would be absolutely careful.

Shen Kong sat on the stone, falling into deep self-doubt and self-reflection.

Since he had just stopped throwing the knife, he began to think wildly in his mind about what to do next to maintain his character of being a god and a disgusting ghost.

In fact, in the original plot, the reason why Meng Mingxuan was removed by Han Li so quickly was that in addition to his identity as a chess piece, another big reason was that he began to commit suicide by crazily - as a villain who finally succeeded, after being kept, he obtained countless resources, money and status that he could not even imagine before. Meng Mingxuan was quickly dazed

Brain,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Shen Kong initially chose this character because it was not otherwise, but because it was the least difficult to play.

As a result, I didn't expect that it would become a problem now...

The instructor raised his hand and held the saber that was nailed firmly to the snake, and pulled it out with force—

The saber remains motionless.

He was a little embarrassed for a moment, changed his posture, pressed the branch with one hand and grabbed the hilt of the knife with the other, and finally pulled out the hilt of the knife that was deeply embedded in the trunk.

Chen Kong, who had seen this scene, couldn't bear to look away, and a clear thought slowly emerged in his mind:

——Can this segment not be broadcasted?

But according to the current situation, it is really difficult for Chen Kong to act, so he had to bite the bullet and rack his brains to make a lie.

The instructor wiped away the remaining blood on the knife's surface and then walked towards the sunken air.

Before he could speak, the other party grabbed the corner of his clothes with a shocked look on his face, and then asked with a pale face:

"That, that... is the snake dead?"

The instructor was stunned and replied subconsciously: "Well... I'm dead."

Chen Kong breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of joy that had survived the disaster surged on his nervous face: "It's great, I was scared to death just now, and I accidentally..."

The instructor was a little overwhelmed by such a sudden turn. He subconsciously responded: "Hmm? Are you afraid of snakes?"

Chen Kong nodded desperately with his most exquisite acting skills, grabbed the instructor's fingers on the corner of his clothes and tightened a little, and looked at him with a look of fear and panic, his voice trembling and tense:

"Yes, yes, the snake that I fear the most is the snake."

The instructor didn't react. He looked down at Shenkong sitting on the stone, and asked in confusion:

"Hmm?...then this knife? I think you threw it very accurately..."

A hint of blush appeared on the handsome young man's face. He scratched his hair with a little embarrassedly and explained:

"I have practiced throwing darts to film before, and I thought I had forgotten it. Maybe this time I suddenly saw a snake and suddenly stimulated my potential..."

His tone was sincere, and his amber eyes flashed with an extremely innocent look under the mottled light in the forest, which almost made people unable to question the authenticity of his words.

The instructor was also led by his misleading language and expression, and he couldn't help but follow his words:

"Then... then you'd better not throw it away any more in the future. After all, you're lucky this time and didn't hurt anyone, so it's not sure next time."

Chen Kong nodded vigorously, reached out to take the knife from the instructor's hand, and felt a little relieved.

——One of the two instructors present had no experience in survival in the wild, let alone whether the angle and strength of the blade nailed into the stump was professional. So as long as the instructor was guided to characterize the whole thing as a temporary potential explosion under fear, others would not question anything. However, what Chenkong was uncertain is whether there was a camera to record that scene in its entirety just now. After all, there might be a few people among the thousands of viewers, not to mention that there was a Mr. Han hanging above his head.

Seeing the most experienced instructor speak, the others did not continue to worry about this topic. After emphasizing the precautions three times again, the group set off again and set out along the established route.

Chen Kong walked at the end of the team with his backpack on his backpack, thinking in his mind how to talk to the program team later.

As a result, before he could walk a few steps, he felt his sleeves being gently pulled.

Chen Kong looked in confusion in the direction of the force, and saw Ran Wan walking side by side with him. She had recovered from the shock she had just now. Her white face as big as a palm was flushed with excitement. The resentment and grievance just now seemed to have disappeared, and her pair of bright and beautiful eyes were staring at him shyly.

She pursed her lips and whispered:

"That, thank you just now."

Chen Kong shook his head and tried to shirk the credit from himself: "No, you don't have to thank me. I was actually afraid for a moment and rely on instinct to act..."

Ran Wan's face turned even more red: "I'm afraid I'll be bitten?"

Shenkong: "..."

He couldn't bear to look straight away and replied dryly: "...you can do that if you think so."

The second-to-last team was no longer safe. Chen Kong tried to speed up his pace and headed forward to the team, but after walking for less than two steps, Zhuang Xiangyang, who came to him, disrupted the plan.

Zhuang Xiangyang debuted through the now popular boy group talent show. Although he is very popular, he is very young. He holds the enthusiasm and curiosity of young people for everything around him. He moved to Chen Kong and said in a mysterious tone:

"Brother Mingxuan, your skill was so powerful just now. How did you do it?"

Chen Kong's mouth twitched, glanced at him slantedly, and asked back, "Do you have anything to be afraid of?"

Zhuang Xiangyang thought about it carefully, then turned his head and confirmed that there was no one around him, then lowered his voice and said:

"That, clown..."

Chen Kong smiled gently: "Then imagine yourself being locked in a room full of clowns late at night. Do you feel like you can do anything?"

Zhuang Xiangyang's steps suddenly paled, his face turned pale, and he was obviously frightened by the sudden scene in his mind.

The mood of Shenkong turned subtly, and even his steps became much lighter.

After walking in the mountains for two hours, they finally arrived at the rest point arranged for them by the program team. It was the edge of the intersection of dense forests and streams. The verdant grass as soft as a carpet looked particularly beautiful under the mottled and brilliant sunlight. The sound of gurgling water came from not far away, as if it could wash away the physical and mental fatigue. After trekking for several hours, the guests were already very tired. They cheered, and then found places to sit down and rest. There were more people who could relax. They lay down on the grass.

But before everyone could rest for a long time, they were cruelly called out by the instructor.

"Do you still remember the name of our program?"

“…Seven Days of Wild Trouble…”

Everyone was weak and replied sparsely.

The instructor was still as full of energy as before: "Yes! That's right! Our purpose is to let everyone adapt to survival in the wilderness, overcome extreme conditions, and survive for seven days. So, get up quickly. Now it's time to do it yourself and prepare the ingredients for noon today! Those who don't do it will have no food to eat!"

The guests immediately wailed everywhere.

But their luggage was prepared by the program team, and no one had the chance to bring food in, so now the only hope for eating is to do it yourself.

The instructor assigned the task and sent two guests out in groups, one group responsible for picking wild vegetables and fruits, one group responsible for picking firewood, and the other group responsible for catching fish.

Chen Kong was assigned to the fishing group because of his "precision".

He and Duan Mingcheng walked towards the riverside together. As they approached, the sound of the clamoring water became clearer. After pushing away the last clump of trees, all the river finally came into view. The turbulent water flow washed the riverbed of stacked stones, hitting snow-white water splashes and foam on the stones. Several large black fish jumped out of the clear water from time to time, and the black scales shone beautifully in the sun.

Duan Mingcheng was full of energy, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs and prepared to catch fish.

Chen Kong made up his mind this time and just waved his fishing tools in his hand in the water, preparing to escape by paddling. However, Duan Mingcheng looked mature and steady, but he really had no experience in catching fish. His movements in the river were even clumsy than him. Even the fish that Chen Kong deliberately drove into his net could be rushed away by him. For about twenty minutes, both of them had nothing to find.

Chen Kong's smile remained unchanged, and he wanted to roll his eyes in anger.

Although he claims to be good physical fitness, he is hungry since he holds up at 5 a.m.!

He turned his head and glanced at the camera, then turned his body slightly to get the position to block one of the cameras facing him, and suddenly said:

"Brother Mingcheng, behind you! Big Fish!"

While Duan Mingcheng was turning around in a hurry to find the big fish trail, Chen Kong took the opportunity to flip his wrist and accurately put a black fish jumping in the turbulent water. Then, he skillfully and quickly knocked the fish's head on the stone, knocking it fainted.

With the cover of the water flow, he threw the unconscious fish into Duan Mingcheng's net. The whole set of movements went smoothly, and the process took no more than twenty seconds.

Duan Mingcheng felt a sank in his hand, turned his head and looked at the fishing net where he suddenly had a fish. He couldn't help but be stunned.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard Chen Kong shouting in surprise:

"Wow! Brother Mingcheng! You caught the fish! So awesome!"

Duan Mingcheng raised the fishing net in front of him and shook it in confusion: "It seems...? But... why doesn't it move?"

When ordinary fish caught by fishing nets, they will struggle desperately, twisting their smooth and powerful bodies to try to jump out of the net. The force is extremely strong and will escape from the hand if they are accidentally flowing away. Duan Mingcheng just now lets the fish that entered his net like this twice, but the fish in his hand is completely different, just lying dead at the bottom of the net, motionless as if dead.

Duan Mingcheng frowned: "It's not a dead fish, right?"

Chen Kong was silent for a while, then calmly explained: "Impossible. I saw it jumping out of the water just now. Maybe I was too afraid of people and was frightened. I think it might be because it was hit by the water flow and hit the stone and fainted."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fish in Duan Mingcheng's net seemed to finally wake up and swayed their tails.

Duan Mingcheng accepted this explanation and showed a happy smile on his face: "Then I am so lucky!"

Next, Chen Kong repeated the same tricks as before. Within ten minutes, Duan Mingcheng caught three stupid fishes that were "hidden on the stone". He weighed the heavy fishing net in his hand and couldn't stop smiling:

"I think we're here to operate this time! These three should be enough for us to eat. Let's go back and show them our results."
To be continued...