Chapter 44

After lunch, after a brief rest, everyone set off again.

Now everyone is much more familiar than when the show started. They are becoming more comfortable talking and joking. As a funny artist who is a host, Dai Yang is even more charming and humorous along the way, making the atmosphere of the entire team relaxed, and the two female guests were even more amused.

At the same time, the program team also randomly distributed various strange tasks to everyone. If they complete the task, they can exchange daily necessities from the program team. Although the journey is long and rugged, everyone has a happy life. There is no such sudden accident as in the morning. The atmosphere along the way is very relaxed, and even time seems to pass very quickly.

The sinking air means that the whole process is free from the situation.

Except for occasionally participating in the interactions around him so that it doesn't seem too abrupt, he spent the rest of the time trying to marginalize himself.

But the situation was not satisfactory. Every time he wanted to reduce his presence, Ran Wan, who had saved her life in the morning, would always pull him into topics and tasks without any trace, pull more shots on him, and give him more exposure, while Duan Mingcheng, who had worked with him once, seemed to treat him as The younger generations who can be promoted are always very good, not to mention Zhuang Xiangyang, who has instantly become a fan of him since he saw him throwing his knife. Whenever he has the chance, he will pester him and ask questions. The camera has been circling around them since Zhuang Xiangyang came over.

Shenkong: "..."

It's really hard to be a transparent person.

Before the sun sets, the group came to the camping site chosen by the program team for them.

I saw six tents that had not yet been laid side by side in an open open space. Everyone stared at the open space silently for a while, then turned their heads tacitly and looked at the director of the show with condemnation. The director who felt everyone's eyes came forward calmly, cleared his throat, and spoke:

"Now we will be given a new task. Whoever guest sets up the tent first will get the mysterious reward from the program team."

Everyone present had no experience in setting up tents. Of course, they could only use their intuition to fight around, and they were all busy and full of jokes. They sometimes went to support the tip of the tent, and then pulled the rope that suddenly collapsed. They wanted to grow two pairs of arms at once. The camera recorded the crowd's busyness in detail and detailed manner. I believe that after the broadcast, they would gain a lot of discussion.

Half an hour later, everyone collapsed to the ground tiredly, but the tent still did not stand up, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and it was sloping up one side and sinking into the other, looking like six crooked faces.

The sky is equally tired.

The tent was too obedient in his hands, and it was really difficult to act unskilled. He even had to deliberately destroy his steps before finally synchronizing with everyone's progress and putting the tent in a ruthless shape.

In the end, the instructor personally took the initiative to demonstrate to everyone, and everyone finally put their tents into a standard shape.

In the end, because everyone was not qualified, the result was that not only did no one receive special rewards, but everyone was also punished.

The instructor had a strange smile on his face and took out a mysterious punishment that he had been preparing for for a long time.

The huge leaves were covered with large insects with soft flesh and moving everywhere, squirming among the leaves that were wrapped in bowl shapes, but every time they climbed to the edge of the leaves, the instructor would quickly shake it back.

The timid Ran Wan couldn't help but scream at the first glance. Even the men couldn't help but look dirty. After glanced carefully for a few times, she couldn't accept it and never dared to look in that direction again.

Only Chen Kong swallowed silently.

Four years ago, he ate it for a week while on a mission in the jungle. This insect was a delicacy under the conditions of shortage of food at that time. It was not only rich in protein, but also delicious in juice, soft and tender in meat, and almost melted in the mouth. It was delicious whether alive or cooked. He and three other free mercenaries who traveled with him almost ate the insects within a radius of ten miles to extinction, and finally reluctantly replaced other species exploitation.

I didn't expect to meet him again here, it was simply fate.

After enjoying the frightened eyes of everyone, the instructor finally told everyone with compassion that these insects will be divided into three parts, two parts mature and one part reborn. The group of guests who completed the slowest in the next task will be punished by eating live insects. Everyone did not care about being reserved when they heard this, and tried their best to keep their skills. They tried their best to fight for them to stay behind. Chen Kong still paddled all the way, trying their best to maintain their useless and acted character.

——It doesn’t matter to him that it’s raw and mature.

Because they are all delicious.

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The sun slowly sets westward and finally sinks in the sky. The golden red of the sunset paints the dense primitive jungle with a beautiful paint color, and then gradually replaces it with the dark night. The color of the sky gradually deepens from the colorful light blue, and finally settles into a dark deep blue, as deep and beautiful as the spreading ink color.

The shooting of a day made everyone very tired.

The bonfire was lit in the middle of the camp, making a flaming sound, and the rising flames seemed particularly small under the vast sky.

Chen Kong picked up a dead branch from his side and threw it into the fire.

The burning Zhengwang bonfire made a loud "crackling" sound, and the sudden jumping fire was imprinted on Shen Kong's face, reflected in his pupils, and jumped on his profound face, as if shadows and light were floating against each other, making him look as if they were divided outside the entire world.

Ran Wan, who was sitting beside him, held her cloak tightly on her body, looked up at the clean and clear night sky, and sighed as if she sighed:

“So beautiful…”

Chen Kong looked up as he looked up.

The stars and dots on the high sky flash slightly, gathering into a spectacular and moving picture.

"Yeah yeah."

“There are no so many stars in the city.”

The sighs of the people in my ears seemed to come from the distant sky, as far and blurred as if they were separated by a layer of yarn fog. The sky stared deeply at the deep and vast night sky in front of me, slowly narrowing my eyes. There was no trace of the leaping fire in the amber pupils, leaving only the quietness that seemed deep and cold.

Like a lightless abyss, a quiet empty well.

Chen Kong suddenly called the system in his mind:

"Is the system here?"

The system that had been silent for a long time seemed to pop out of his mind on standby, and a monotonous mechanical voice sounded in his ears:

"Yes, do you have anything to do?"

Chen Kong lowered his head, and his neck was slightly sore because he looked up for too long. He slowly looked around the people sitting around the bonfire. As if his substantial eyes were illuminated by the fire, his faces with different expressions slowly passed, and then asked in his mind:

"I remember you said this is the world in a book, right?"

The system's answer was clean and neat, without hesitation: "Yes, that's right."

Chen Kong reached out and grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, gently twisted it with his fingertips, and fine particles of soil fell from his fingers and silently merged into the soil in the night.

"I remember when I first came, you retelled the content of this novel to me. If I remember correctly, this is a clichéd entertainment love story, and the protagonist is two men. The whole story revolves around these two people and ends when they achieve the right result. Is that right?"

The system's sound was fluctuating: "Yes."

Chen Kong's eyes were dark and he continued to ask:

"How does such a clichéd third-rate romance novel with bloody plots as the main content build such a huge worldview?"

The system did not answer, and Chen Kong did not intend to wait for its answer, but said to himself:

"Regularly speaking, although Han Li is the villain with the most roles in the article, he is not the protagonist after all. However, his entire life shaping since childhood is exquisite and complete. From the kidnappers who kidnapped him to every student in the high school class, there are independent veins and lines, and even the same people who sit in front of the bonfire with me. If I ask someone for his life experience, he can tell me in a complete and complete manner. In addition, there are also the political situation and geographical pattern of the entire world, and even the grass, trees, snakes and insects in these mountains and forests, some are the same as my former world, and some are no similarities to my former world, and they are obviously unique to this world-"

There was still silence over the system, and Chenkong had long been used to its pretending to be dead, so he continued to say without caring:

"But no matter what, it is not something that a novel with love as its main line will take a lot of time to describe it. It is a world shaping beyond the context of the story."

He paused, but there was still silence in his ears, and the system seemed to disappear from his mind.

Chen Kong lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on his palms illuminated by the bonfire, and traces of soil remained between the lines in the palms:

"I had noticed the sense of incongruity that this place brought to me before, but until now I entered this jungle, I finally got enough evidence. After all, I am familiar enough with the primitive jungle, at least familiar enough to distinguish the differences in species - I am not surprised that the things in the novel are the same as in reality. After all, it can be explained by the default transplantation of realistic concepts, but why are there different background structures outside the main plot?"

He paused and asked lightly:

"So, where did these authors come from?"

——In other words, is the world I walked into really this book?” After changing the URL, changing the URL, changing the URL, everyone will re-collection the new URL, new m..                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
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