I have a cub that escapes the boss

In the posts on the forum, "Han Chuan", "No. [-]", "Robot"... are all high-frequency words.

And this allowed Ningning and Woolf to monitor this post at the same time.

Ningning hugged the computer and walked backwards in the rainforest.She passed through the thick trees and the bushes blocking the road. She read the content of the post, and she was amazed and sighed: "Dad, they say you are a god!"

"God?" Ji Hanchuan really didn't expect this development.

"Yes," Ning Ning emphasized, "because you seem to know everything."

Ji Hanchuan was a little inspired.

Ning Ning continued to read with relish, "Oh, there are still people who are calculating how much voltage a snake as thick as an electric coke needs. Huh? The program team will give a complete explanation of all the monsters that have appeared."

She clicks on the link to see it.

"Strength, speed, skin hardness..." Ning Ning's eyes sparkled.

With these, she can more accurately find the "data nodes" of the monsters in the forest, and match them with the monster itself, so as to achieve the most important step - modification.

From this perspective, it is indeed a field that only the "father" can do.

It's a pity that the "father" is not Ji Hanchuan, but a little girl that no one can see.

Woolf didn't have Ning Ning's mind to appreciate it carefully.After a quick glance, he continued to cut into the control panel to study the sources of various commands inside.

He limited the time to after Han Chuan appeared beside the giant python and before the giant python was electrocuted to death by the cage.

There is a 10 minute gap in this.

Woolf was startled and thought: No, if he knew there was a snake in the first place, then even "stop and make an ax" is just a show?After seeing him, he dissected the snake directly, and made an ax before, is it for this?

He couldn't see what Han Chuan wanted to do at all.

Woolf pursed his lips, carefully checking the vast sea of ​​instructions.

Even if it is only 10 minutes, tens of thousands of instructions can flow through the AG show control platform.

Woolf does not believe in the existence of "God".He would rather believe that Martin is an angel and is now back in heaven.

So he chose to do it himself and have ample food and clothing.

Must find...

"found it!"

Du Lun, who has always presented a steady image, seldom made a sound of excitement.

With the previous swimming experience, after going to the island, he couldn't be "handsome".After the cat entered the jungle, he felt dizzy and disoriented.

But he won't let this be noticed.

The left and right sides are contestants who are considered "no threat" by the program team. Although Du Lun doesn't know this, he has indeed walked with ease along the way.

Up to now, it has been even more rewarding.

He passed a thick and big tree, the tree that Du Lun couldn't recognize was probably a hundred meters high, covering the sky and the sun.He accidentally looked sideways, but saw a small LOGO on the trunk.

Du Lun stopped immediately.

His heart beat a little faster, his brown hair was stuck to his cheeks by the rain, and his green eyes shone with excitement.

He felt around the trunk to find a place to press.Then, the trunk opened in front of him, revealing the supplies inside.

A machete, two compressed biscuits, and two bottles of mineral water.

These are provided by sponsors as usual.When the camera zooms over, the sponsor's brand name is exposed on all audience terminals.

Duran took a deep breath.

With a knife, especially a machete, it will undoubtedly be much easier for me in the next march.

As for the food-

Duran didn't know what time it was.It was overcast, there was no compass, and no watch was provided.He could only estimate based on his feeling that he had been walking for about three or four hours.

Traveling in the rain forest is very exhausting.He is hungry.

Do you want to keep a compressed biscuit as a reserve and eat it later?

Durham quickly crossed that option off.

He unscrewed the mineral water, tore off the packaging of the biscuit, and swallowed it whole.

The taste of compressed biscuits is not very good.If Duren were to introduce it, he would simply say: "It's a very ordinary taste." With a little bit of carbohydrate-specific sweetness, and a mouthful of powder.

But now, after expending too much energy, he was hungry and thirsty, so he dared not drink the muddy water in the puddles on the ground.

It took only 5 minutes for Du Lun to get rid of two compressed biscuits and a bottle of mineral water.

He didn't drink the remaining bottle of water.Ingesting a lot of water for a period of time will not play the role of replenishing water, but will only allow water to enter the digestive tract and bladder.Can't be wasted.

After this brief "victory", Du Lun was in a good mood and moved on.

Only what you swallow into your stomach is your own.

Holding the machete, he looked around vigilantly and nervously.

Most players have the attitude of Du Lun.

There are three exceptions: Romeo, Ji Hanchuan, and Norman.

Norman even thought about humming.

He "confiscated" the gun that Norman received through audience voting, complaining: "I still don't have a knife! I can only do this kind of violent work in vain!"

While admiring the fat and muscles in Stella's body.

"What do you think?"

Norman picked up a handful of yellow and round fat granules, "Hey! Camera, take a picture here! - You see, this is Stella's."

Then he cut open Bowman's stomach and showed others the fat particles flowing out of his stomach.

Norman was rigorous and professional, compared the two sides together, and finally concluded: "It seems that there is no difference."

They are all the same slippery and soft, and become sticky and cold as the life of the owner passes away.

After playing for more than an hour, Norman finally stopped.

He remembered that he still planned to hurry.

"Both of you are werewolves." Norman touched his chin, without mentioning his identity, but said, "I suddenly thought of a very interesting possibility."

He felt that he was getting used to "live broadcasting" more and more.

Too bad I don't know where the lens is.

Norman had a trick.

Of course he knew that he was also a werewolf.But at the moment, it seems a bit too coincidental that the three werewolves collided together.

So Norman came up with something inexplicable, which made him have a strange and certain guess.

— There should be more werewolves.

In contrast, there are only one or two players from other camps.

Find them out, and you can complete the game while keeping the most players.

But Norman was less interested.

He even wished for a little more killing, a little more death.

So before leaving the bodies of Bowman and Stella, Norman wasted two extra bullets.

He stamped the place where the icon was drawn on the hearts of the two of them.The bullet spun around in the corpse, spattering Norman's blood.

He gave a disgusted "tsk".The rain was still falling, washing Norman's blood to the ground.

"From now on, I declare," said Norman, "that both of them are civilians!"

The number of votes for pikas began to skyrocket.

At noon that day, it reached [-] votes, approaching [-].

Just like when I got the Sig Sauer P365 before, a drone flew from behind the forest, dragging a medical kit.

It threw the medical kit in front of Norman's eyes and out of his sight.

Norman stared at the direction the drone was flying away, as if he wanted to do something, but didn't do anything.

He knelt down and checked the contents of the medical kit.

"Adrenaline? It works, but let's forget about it now."

"Antibiotics... that's right, this damn weather," Norman muttered, "Although it's not tropical, there may be bugs that can spread malaria. Hey, should I go to Sister Aris?"

He stopped and thought.

The boy squatted on the ground, his skeleton body was thin and thin, with a gun on his waist and ankle.

The gun at the ankle is blocked by camouflage pants, only the audience knows.

The tawny hair fell down over Norman's eyes.

There was no one around, and six- and seven-figure spectators were watching him at the same time.Norman imagined the scene where all the audience were crowded in this space, couldn't help it, and laughed again.

"He really looks like Martin!"

The bullet screen is full of emotion.

"But he's tougher than Martin. Of course, it's more fun to torture."

"I'm actually surprised Martin survived that long."

The name Martin was also set as a prompt word by Woolf.

When writing program troubleshooting instructions, words about "Martin" kept popping up on his terminal.

Woolf intends to do so.

He was afraid to hear and see the hurt Martin had suffered, but he was even more afraid to forget everything.

Parents are gone, and Martin's former classmates and friends have already started their new lives.If you even forget Martin, who else in this world remembers him?

Woolf felt that this was a cruel thing.It seemed like Martin had been killed for the second time.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Then get on with your work.

Norman is riding the dust at the moment, becoming the number one vote among all players.

But after him, the rest of the players slowly caught up.In the fourth hour of the game, Giles, Aris, Romeo, Kim Su-hyun, and Ji Hanchuan, the votes of the three exceeded [-] within an hour.

Drones deliver pistols to them.

Giles stroked the new gun, and buckled the holster that came with the program crew to his belt.

He confirmed to Aris: "You know how to use it?"

Aris raised his eyebrows: "Of course, I'm a member of the shooting club."

Giles pursed his lips and "hummed", and he didn't know whether it meant "I see" or some kind of sarcasm that he didn't like.

But Aris shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

Barrage:

"Where did that bear go? It seems that it hasn't appeared for a long time."

"Yes, the last time I saw it was with the fox, he was scared to death hahahahaha."

"Fox" is Milne.

"White Eagle just avoided it." That was Kim So-hyun.

"I now feel that Milne shouldn't be called 'Fox' at all. What has he done up to now? I took a look, and even Romeo's live broadcast room has more people than him."

"There will be this kind of person in charge of 'boring' scenes in every session. Otherwise, there will only be one main channel, and it is not possible for everyone to open several channels at the same time. In this way, of course, I hope that the more exciting channels will be The more interesting the better, as for other people, the more boring the more at ease."

"Too……"

"Maybe he died without a trace."

"It doesn't matter, I don't care."

"But then again, how can you call him 'Fox'?" The audience began to protest, "Such a great name, at least give it to a pika, no, even Romeo, it's better than giving it to him!"

"Romeo? You mean sheep?"

"God's little sheep."

"Oh, don't talk about it, I thought of that post on the forum again, they are still arguing, right?"

"Always for this kind of boring thing..."

"!!!"

"?What happened"

"I just came over from the robot! Quick report, from a high-altitude camera, the bear has almost encountered the robot!"

"Wow??"

"Are you sure it's the same one? If so, the speed is too fast!"

"Bears already run very fast, let alone a breed that has been modified by the program crew."

"No. [-] is really lucky, if he is really 'father'," said the argument on the forum, "then what is this? He has been attracting monsters to protect other players?"