The production team received what was, to date, their most ambitious and labor-intensive mission: deploying dozens of helicopters.
They pulled every available resource, summoning helicopters from all over Yun City, both public and private. Every possible aircraft was requisitioned. The number of helicopters was staggering, though the cost was relatively low.
The production team had been clever about it, framing the operation as a public service effort to eliminate a dangerous threat to the community. They appealed to the public, asking for temporary use of helicopters for charity.
Given how wildly popular the escape program already was, the announcent stirred up massive public interest.
Philanthropists and wealthy donors eagerly got involved. So donated money and resources, while others went the extra mile—personally supplying acid rain chemicals and related equipnt.
A few even sent their employees into the mountains to help with tree-clearing efforts. Massive vehicles, including cranes and other machinery, also began pouring in, heeding the call.
When Zhao Youcheng received this information, only two hours had passed since he’d requested the production team.
In just two hours, everything had been arranged. Equipnt and personnel were already on their way.
Now, the skies around the mountain were filled with helicopters, their loud humming echoing over the area.
Visitors on Yun City’s island were startled, looking up in confusion at the fleet above.
“Mom, look! So many planes!” a child sitting on the beach exclaid, pointing at the helicopters overhead.
The aircraft were flying low, making them easily visible to anyone nearby.
“Yeah, what’s going on today? So many planes. Are we expecting so big-shot VIP?”
The crowd murmured, puzzled by the unusual sight.
The sound of the helicopters was deafening, their noise reverberating through the area. Naturally, Wang Yun could hear it clearly from where he was.
Zhao Youcheng had anticipated this. By now, his team was fully prepared.
The production crew had delivered the acid rain chemicals, and their mission wasn’t just to capture Wang Yun, they also aid to destroy all the toxic plants they encountered in the mountain.
Additionally, all their equipnt and suits were designed to withstand the acidity, so even if helicopters sprayed acid rain from above, they would remain unhard.
Wang Yun, however, wasn’t likely to fare as well.
“He might be immune to the poison mist, but I refuse to believe he can withstand acid rain. Unless his body is made of iron,” Zhao Youcheng sneered coldly, glancing at the helicopters overhead as he entered the mountain.
Beside him, Wu Yaoming nodded. His deanor was far calr than Wu Mingyu’s had been. Wu Yaoming was a pragmatic man. While the earlier defeat had been a blow, he knew that as long as he hadn’t been eliminated, there was still a chance to turn things around.
This ti, he had joined forces with Zhao Youcheng to re-enter the mountain.
“Station n along the riverbank,” Wu Yaoming suggested. “If he’s trying to escape the mountain, the river is his only way out.”
“You’re right. We’ll also start our search from the riverbank,” Zhao Youcheng agreed.
This ti, the team adjusted their approach, heading directly for the river at the mountain’s edge to begin their search.
From Zhao Youcheng’s current position, it would take roughly three hours to reach the river.
Since Wu Mingyu and his team’s failed retreat, about two and a half hours had already passed. By the ti Zhao Youcheng and his team reached the riverbank, it would be another five and a half hours.
***
But as always, Wang Yun was a step ahead.
Hearing the hum of helicopters overhead, Wang Yun glanced up briefly before resuming work on the raft he was weaving.
God-level Craftsmanship—a skill he had just exchanged for—was now in full display.
With this skill, Wang Yun’s hands moved like those of a master craftsman who had dedicated a lifeti to the art. Every weave, every placent, was precise and flawless, as though he had decades of experience.
His movents were swift and thodical, and under his hands, the simple raft seed to transform.
To the livestream audience, it no longer looked like a re raft. It was a masterpiece.
The intricate craftsmanship left the viewers in awe.
“Big Bro’s skills are insane! Those moves! Snapping wood, angling vines, pure mastery! Must have at least 10 years of experience!”
“My grandpa’s a traditional artisan, and I grew up watching him work. I always thought Grandpa was unbeatable. But now? It turns out there’s always soone better out there!”
“What does this guy even do in real life? It’s like there’s no skill he doesn’t have!”
“Big Brother has completely shattered my expectations again. He’s incredible! He even knows how to do this!”
The audience was full of admiration, their amazent spilling over into the comnts.
The sight of Wang Yun’s work was so captivating that it even drew traditional craftsn into the livestream, eager to see the master at work.
One of the viewers was a nationally recognized inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, whose handcrafted works sold for seven-figure sums. Even he couldn’t help but be astonished after entering Wang Yun’s livestream.
“This young man… his achievents will undoubtedly surpass mine in the future,” the elder said, stroking his long white beard, his eyes brimming with excitent.
“Xiao Xu, keep a close eye on him. The mont this show ends, contact him imdiately. Haha, my successor has finally appeared!”
The elderly artisan, his face glowing with joy, was clearly captivated by what he saw on screen.
And he wasn’t the first to think this way. Wang Yun had already caught the attention of countless professionals.
After his street race against Joseph, Wang Yun had been noticed by the national supercar club and the judges of a prestigious dostic racing competition.
Now, he had even drawn the interest of the intangible cultural heritage community.
Of course, Wang Yun himself remained blissfully unaware of any of this.
“Can you two move any faster? The enemy’s practically on top of us,” Wang Yun said, glancing at Brother Hu and Xiao Gang, who were fumbling awkwardly.
The two of them looked up simultaneously and whined in unison, “Boss, we’re doing our best. Not everyone’s a freak like you.”
The livestream chat exploded in laughter at their exasperated complaints.
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