"Don’t... don’t go... rest... let’s rest!"
Gaston was breathing frantically, his throat hoarse.
He felt like he was going to die!
What football team, what hiking club, what national advantage...
To hell with it!
Looking at the still sturdy and steady figure in front of him, Gaston only wished he could travel back in ti and give himself a slap!
What was the point of provoking him!
Chen Wen turned around, looked at the nearly exhausted Gaston, and shook his head.
This kid talked big, but in reality, he wasn’t all that.
At most, he was at the level of a normally trained person.
"Okay, let’s rest at the giant cactus up ahead."
Chen Wen said as he led the eagerly nodding Gaston over.
...
Sitting in the shadow of the giant cactus, Gaston finally felt alive again.
"You’re not human!"
Gaston took a sip of the water he brought and exclaid.
Chen Wen also took a sip of the bean soup he carried, shaking his head, "What’s this? You’ve never worked on a fishing boat. When encountering a school of fish, no matter how hot it is or how strong the sun, we have to imdiately get on deck and work under the sun!"
Back then, it was really life-threatening!
Recalling the hardships endured back then, Chen Wen was filled with emotion.
Upon hearing this, Gaston shook his head.
He couldn’t imagine it.
While resting, Gaston also shared his food.
Roadrunner!
As a widely distributed and nurous bird species in this desert.
Not surprisingly, roadrunners would beco the main food source for all participants.
Apart from their large numbers and lack of protection, it was also related to their habits.
As their na suggests, roadrunners don’t fly; they walk.
They fly awkwardly and aren’t accustod to flying.
In contrast, they run extrely fast on the ground, capable of covering 500 ters in one minute at top speed.
Easily leaving humans in the dust on the street.
Therefore, traps were the best way to deal with roadrunners.
Adam used the roadrunners’ habits to set traps where they frequently appeared.
By driving the roadrunners, he made them crash into the traps.
Gaston employed the sa thod.
Chen Wen took the piece of roasted roadrunner at handed to him, giving his cactus fruits to Gaston.
"How co you didn’t find any at?"
Gaston seed surprised.
Chen Wen shook his head, "No, I didn’t find any roadrunners on my side, only birds."
"Is it possible? Just in the cactus grove where we t, there were roadrunners."
Gaston was surprised, "This desert is protected, and the number of roadrunners has skyrocketed, they’re seen in many places."
Chen Wen nodded slightly, "We’ll see, anyway, the traps have been set."
As he spoke, he swallowed the roadrunner at he was chewing.
The taste was quite ordinary, and the texture wasn’t great.
But the only good news was that Chen Wen could acquire an entry now.
[Plunder the natural creation—Roadrunner!]
[Plundering... Plundering complete!]
[Please choose one of the following three entries]
[Cooling (Blue): As night falls, your body temperature will continuously drop]
[Remark: Isn’t it? Soone cut up my traits? By morning, I’ll warm up again! —Roadrunner]
[Thermoregulation (Purple): You can adjust your body temperature through sun exposure; at night, body temperature drops, tabolism slows, entering a low-temperature energy-saving mode; during the day, body temperature rises, tabolism increases, entering a high-temperature high-energy mode]
[Remark: That’s more like it! —Roadrunner]
[Dynamic Vision (Purple): Your field of vision will slightly broaden, vision improves, and your ability to track moving objects is enhanced]
[Remark: Oh? So you moved, did you? Don’t bla for turning it on! Beep beep beep beep! —Roadrunner]
[Please make a choice within a minute or it will automatically select the first entry!]
Roadrunner’s entries were quite powerful.
[Thermoregulation] could allow Chen Wen to distribute his energy more reasonably.
But the drawback was obvious, this entry was passively triggered.
Which ant, whether Chen Wen was willing or not, the entry would force him into a low-temperature energy-saving mode at night.
As the na suggests, in this mode, Chen Wen would certainly be much weaker.
This was enough to make Chen Wen give up on this entry.
[Dynamic Vision] selected!
Soon, the entry took effect, and Chen Wen imdiately felt the world beco much clearer.
Moving objects could instantly catch Chen Wen’s attention now.
With the [Swift] entry enhancing reflex and movent, playing FPS gas would be absolute dominance!
Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Wen happily took a large bite of roadrunner at.
Almost choked on it.
...
When it ca to traps, Gaston beca interested.
He asked Chen Wen about his traps and offered so improvent suggestions.
Chen Wen greatly benefited from this.
Chen Wen also shared so of his views on fishing traps, letting Gaston learn more.
This friendly scene seed to contradict the show’s original intention.
But Chen Wen and Gaston didn’t mind.
Survival, after all, is an art of learning from multiple sources to form one’s own words.
All survivors beco stronger through interaction.
The more the two talked, the more they hit it off, and many ideas clashed, gaining much.
After resting for a while, the two continued onward.
Before sunset, they reached near Char’s camp.
...
Char, who had been busy all day, returned to his camp.
After coming to the Sonora Desert, Char developed a deep hatred for this desert.
While roasting roadrunner at, he cursed the desert.
Char’s irritable and low-quality behavior wasn’t just an act; it was real.
Char was cursing about sothing that happened in the afternoon.
When he went to check a trap, he found that the roadrunner caught in the trap had been mostly eaten by sothing.
This made him very angry.
Looking at the bones left, Char angrily tossed them aside.
Watching Char cursing by the campfire.
Chen Wen whispered, "Are all you Aricans so low in quality?"
Gaston imdiately distanced himself, "I’m not Arican; my ancestry is Spanish."
Alright, Char beca the standard-bearer for Arica.
Chen Wen chuckled and continued whispering, "What do we do? Staying here isn’t going to work."
"Before long, many venomous insects will appear, and we need to occupy Char’s campfire to get through the night."
Gaston thought for a mont, "Should I attract his attention, and you ambush him from behind?"
"No, your appearance would put Char on guard."
Chen Wen opposed Gaston’s suggestion and gave his reason: "After all, we’re surviving, and your sudden appearance at his camp so late would definitely alert him."
"Then what do you suggest?"
Gaston was getting anxious.
He felt sothing crawling on his leg.
As Chen Wen said, the longer they delayed, the more likely they were to be attacked by venomous insects.
"Here’s the plan, I see Char doesn’t have his dagger or machete nearby, let’s rush him together and subdue him!"
Chen Wen said, "One in front, one behind, we’ll shout at the sa ti!"
"Okay!"
Gaston couldn’t be bothered to analyze the efficacy of the plan.
He just wanted to deal with Char quickly and occupy his warm camp.
"Alright, I’ll be over there. Listen for my signal, then we take action!"
"What’s the signal?"
"Coo coo coo coo, four calls of a cuckoo."
"Got it!"
...
The discussion concluded.
On the production team’s side, Char’s assistant was in total despair.
Char’s elimination was just a matter of ti.
Did others not know, but he did? No?
Chen Wen’s speed and strength were almost unmatched in the competition!
Didn’t you see the production team already planning to send soone to pick up Char?
"Damn it! Why did they team up?"
The assistant grumbled in frustration.
At this mont, Gaston’s female assistant and Jiang Chang exchanged knowing smiles.
Why else?
Isn’t it all because of Char’s big mouth?
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