Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

There was something outside the door, Jennifer was pretty sure of it.

Her hearing has always been good, the scraping sound just now was something stepping on the stone wall, and the rustling sound that followed must have something to do with the palm rain curtain.

Jennifer stood up slowly holding the wooden spear, she took two steps back, her legs were slightly bent, her muscles tensed.

Judging from the sound, this animal is not that big, but on an uninhabited island, in a primeval jungle, size is not a necessary factor to judge whether a wild animal is dangerous or not.

She waited intently, but suddenly there was no sound outside, a strange silence, leaving only the drums of the wind and rain that did not stop.

"Crack!"

The firewood that was burning in the fire suddenly exploded, scaring her into a fright.

Jennifer cursed.

It was this distraction, two rain curtains that were arched from the middle - it couldn't be the wind.

She clenched the wooden spear with one hand and pressed the knife at her waist with the other, waiting for the dangerous animal to come, waiting for a potential life-and-death struggle.

He held his breath and concentrated, his heart beating like thunder.

After a few seconds, the rain curtain finally squeezed out a gap enough to pass through—she raised her right hand high—first a few feathers curled up randomly, then two round red eyes, and then a gray-white The soaked chicken rattled in from the door, shaking the water droplets on his body.

"..."

To be honest, Jennifer almost couldn't hold back her mouth in front of the audience all over the world.

***

As soon as she loosened her grip, she seemed a little dazed.

The audience has never seen such a beautiful moment for the actress, but it can't be blamed on her: anyone who is ready to fight for their life and finds out that it is not a beast but a big bird that broke in should be changed. Be like this.

To say it is a big bird is too flattering.

The soaked chicken was completely wet from the storm outside and was shivering.Its bright gray-white feathers were pitted against the flesh, and the beautiful feather crown on the top of its head was no longer erected, but sticking wetly behind its head.One wing was injured by something, and it was dragging on the ground in a strange posture. The gray-blue and gray-and-white flight feathers were fully spread, like a striped fan, with blood stains on it,

Looking pitiful.

Jennifer held up the wooden spear and stared at it. She didn't know what to do, and the bird seemed to be at a loss, so they could only stand on the spot.

The arched rain curtain was still on the tip of its buttocks, and now it looked at the fire, then at the Twolegs in front of it, and tilted its head as if to convey some message.

Jennifer guessed that it was probably dizzy by the storm and felt the temperature in the cave was higher, so it approached here.

She put the wooden spear on the ground as slowly as possible, retreated to the fire and sat down cross-legged, "This is the heron crane, also called the Kagu bird, it is a very rare and endangered animal, it lives in the Faji region on the west side of Fiji. It's on the island of New Caledonia. I don't know where I am, but I'm sure not in New Caledonia. Herons can't fly, and I can't imagine how they could get here. … .Unless there were egrets and cranes on this island."

Encountering this kind of adventure surprised her greatly, and she was also interested in Buddy, the No. [-] machine controlled by the intelligent system.It didn't fly over rashly, but the camera zoomed in and the special effects were fully turned on, wishing to show every feather clearly to the audience.

"So, what should we do now?" Jennifer pondered, "This is too strange. Although the island's ecosystem is self-contained, and birds that cannot fly are common on the island, there are clearly snakes and mice on this island. Herons. Cranes build nests on the ground, and chicks also live on the ground, isn’t it obvious that snakes eat them?”

She couldn't figure it out, but she could only explain it because the island is not small, and different animals have different ranges of activities.

Maybe this egret crane is just a survivor among countless others of its kind. This kind of bird often lives in groups of three or five, whether it is because of predators or because of the storm, it is not possible to say, but now it is alone and injured.

Their gazes intersected again. Unlike the humpback whale, the egret crane's eyes were not calm and deep, only curious and frightened; but like the humpback whale, it also looked so wild.

Jennifer looked at it for a while, and finally gave in.

"Well," she said, "now there's a bird sharing my cave. I sure as hell can't eat it, unless I want to get tens of thousands of scathing letters. And I can't kick it out, even Some measures must be taken to prevent it from leaving the cave, and with the stormy weather and injured wings, this endangered animal may easily die outside."

She waved at the No. [-] machine.

Buddy flies in front of her, and from this angle, the audience can clearly see her eyes.

Those green eyes narrowed dangerously, "I know you're watching... what should I do now? I'm alone in the wild with nothing, and there's a wounded endangered animal squatting two meters away. Don’t you guys think something should be done? It’s not hard to send a plane or something to take this bird away, don’t think I didn’t find traces of drones landing on the back mountain.”

Machine No. [-] did not move.

Jennifer frowned, she knew why the intelligent system didn't respond.Sending someone to pick up this egret crane must be in contact with her, which is against the competition system, and all contestants are required to deal with their mental state when they are alone.

However, it is impossible for the organizing committee to leave endangered animals alone. It is more likely that they are debating what kind of measures to take now-it must violate the competition system, but they can always make a fuss about her.

Biological Jennifer has never been a person who likes to let others always decide. She waved the No. [-] machine aside and untied the life ring.

The competition manual is very clear, the contestant chooses to open the life ring on his own initiative, and the challenge fails.

It's okay to fail, the game belongs to the game, and the weight of life is always above the game.People keep saying that one species goes extinct on the planet every five minutes, and if she has the ability to help one of them, she sees no reason not to.

but--

"Sending someone to meet with me is a hard violation, but opening the ring of life without using it on yourself is a soft violation, right? I just need anesthesia injections and antibiotics, and all the audience can testify for me." Jennifer kept her expression calm and knew this statement It will give each other a step down, and the production team is likely to go downhill along the slope.

Sure enough, when the ring of life was opened, the alarm sounded only three times before it was cut off by something.

She gave a small smile.

The key to the problem now is how to deal with this heron crane. She must deal with it properly, otherwise she will slap herself in front of the whole world.

Jennifer turned to the rain curtain. The palm rain curtain had just been squeezed from the outside. Now that the two rain curtains are buckled together, it may take some effort to break through from the inside.She is more worried about the fire than escaping from the cave, and she will definitely jump around when catching it. If she encounters a little bit, she may live broadcast the murder of endangered animals.

After thinking about it, she resumed her squatting posture, broke off a little bit of snake meat, and threw it into the middle of the cave one meter away.

The egret crane cautiously paced near the cave wall, probably because it was very hungry. Its eyes turned back and forth between the human and the snake, but its body honestly rubbed nearby.It looked at the food curiously, its snow-white neck sank slightly, took a tentative peck, let it go quickly, and pecked again.

Jennifer patiently fed three or four strands of snake meat before taking action.

She strode forward, and with her good balance and speed, she pushed the big bird, which was still bowing its head and eating meat, to the ground.

As soon as the drowned chicken was restrained, he yelled in horror, his voice was almost as loud as the vuvuzela of last year's World Cup, "quack quack!", "quack quack!".

Sounds a bit like "foul language".

"Yeah, yeah," Jennifer rolled her eyes, "If you have time to scold me, you might as well ask yourself why Bai has such big wings but can't fly."

She stuck the ring of life to the bird, not knowing if and how it would work.Half a second later, the wristband made of special materials suddenly stretched, and the ring was securely fastened to the joint between Luhe's neck and body.

A blue projection appeared in the air, a string of garbled data, and then slowly became coordinated, becoming a text: [Scanning... target sign monitoring... anesthesia dose calculation... ...Please confirm the command...]

Jennifer gave a confirmation order without hesitation.

There was only a click, like the sound of a toy gun, and Luhe let out a scream that shook the world and wept ghosts and gods.

The noise was so sharp that after Jennifer had sterilized and bandaged the wound, made a mat out of ferns, and even dried the outer feathers with a long-sleeved T-shirt, there were still birds singing in both ears. The sound is swaying.

"I think I'm asking for trouble," she said grimly.

Wings bundled like that are completely out of balance, and in a dream, it can't even imagine wandering around like it did when it came in.This bird can't move quickly for the time being, and it will definitely live with her for several days. Food and water are trivial matters, but the point is that it is too noisy.

This kind of noise made Jennifer have no time to think about it. In fact, from the day the stupid bird moved in, the cave was full of chickens and dogs.

That night, due to the effects of the anesthetic, Jennifer slept peacefully for at least two or three hours.Three hours later she was awakened by a burst of singing.

She opened her eyes.

The stupid bird was lying on the ground pecking at the gauze with its orange-red beak, and the hair on the back of its head exploded. It looked like the emoji that viewers liked to use on Twitter, "What's wrong with just waking up.jpg".

This gesture was really funny, and Jennifer was amused. She broke off some dried snake meat and threw it over lightly, feeling a little bit of the happiness of her friends raising pets—for about three seconds.

A small piece of it fell in front of him, and the stupid bird stared at the piece of meat with red eyes for a while, then called out again.

Is this a protest or what?

"I only have this." Jennifer said indifferently, "So now you have two choices, either eat this, or starve."

She didn't care if a bird could understand human speech or not, she just tore more jerky into tiny pieces and threw them all in front of it.

***

The day after the storm, the wind and rain were stronger than the day before.

The number of players on this day dropped directly below [-], and most of those who retired were in poor condition.

Because of the leeward wind, Jennifer boldly raised half of the rain curtain to ventilate the wind for a while, and buried the water bottle in the mud at the door to collect fresh water.

Breakfast, lunch and dinner are all compressed biscuits, and the saved dried snake meat falls into the stomach of the stupid bird.

The function of the ring of life is indeed powerful. The injection was given the day before, and the next day the egret crane became energetic and even shouted loudly at Jennifer.

It lost its balance and had no way to resist, so it could only be pinched and rounded by her.

One person and one bird couldn't understand what the other was saying at all, but you came and went for entertainment, which provided countless jokes for the audience in front of the screen.

***

On the third day after the storm came, a gecko crawled into the cave. Normally it would have been Jennifer's meal, but now she can only pinch her nose and watch the stupid bird peck the gecko.

A gecko played around with a heron crane that was able to flop a little bit. It ran around in the cave on its short legs. When it was about to run to the fire, it was stabbed by Jennifer with the bottom of the wooden spear. , fell to the ground with a snap.

She couldn't bear to look directly at it, grabbed the gecko herself, broke off its head, and then started peeling the potato plants she picked up a few days ago.

This kind of plant, which is similar to potatoes, also has the same properties as potatoes. After peeling it for a long time, her palms felt a little itchy. After she finished peeling, she had to go outside the rain curtain to wash her hands with heavy rain.

Although there are rubber gloves in the first aid kit, it is too wasteful to use a pair of gloves to peel a potato.

When she returned to the cave again, she saw the stupid bird stretching its neck to play with potatoes.

"Why, you were going to roast yourself to death just now, but now you are going to poison yourself to death?"

This bird is really fooling itself.

Jennifer simply pressed her chest and pushed it to the cushion by the wall, and taught it a lesson with a straight face.The fluffy and soft texture is very comfortable to touch. Considering that the bird will probably be caught and taken to the protected area after the show, I touched it twice without any psychological burden.

After finishing this, she took the outdoor knife and cut the potatoes, ready to peel them into slices and put them on the side of the fire for roasting.

Unexpectedly and within reason, the egret crane came over again.

Push away and come over.

Push away and come over.

In the end Jennifer was really furious.She chopped the knife on the potato and said darkly: "I don't expect you to visit or bring gifts as often as those endless stories of birds returning favors, but if you covet my dinner again, I will kill you now." Turn you into a roast chicken."

Possibly startled by the knife, it worked.

The stupid bird closed its beak with a snap, and its feather crest opened wide in a daze.It tilted its head, took small steps, and returned to the mat very gracefully—with a small piece of torn snake meat in its mouth.

Jennifer let out a heavy breath through her nose.

This fart and screen-opening appearance is so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.