Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

The day of embarking on the journey again was easier than Jennifer imagined.

Those bulging water bags provide ample supply of fresh water, no longer have to endure the feeling of mouth smoke.Walking in the desert, braving the wind and sand and braving the sun, you can still moisturize your lips and moisten your throat every once in a while. Probably few players have such good treatment-although because of the material of the water bag, The taste of the water that comes out is really not very good.

The Yagu that was positioned by the camera before departure looks very close, but actually it is very far away.

Jennifer has been on the road since dawn, and she has had enough rest in the past two days to allow her to travel quickly, but until the sun climbs halfway, the distance to those hills does not seem to have shortened at all.

This is probably the feeling of Wangshan running a dead horse.

She has never been so envious of people with superpowers who can fly. She didn't think anything of them when she watched them on TV. Now that she thinks about it, Bruce is right. Flying is the innate desire of human beings, and it represents freedom and freedom.

Only when they are forced to measure the earth with their feet, will people realize how powerful the heroes who can cut through the sky are, and how much the birds who can span a hundred meters with a single flap of their wings are favored by the sky.

It is not uncommon for an eagle to fly to the hunting ground, but Jennifer would spend half her life walking from the hunting ground.

The sun is rising higher and higher, and the temperature in the desert is getting higher and higher.As the terrain changes, the river channel is gradually becoming unclear, as if every gully has been filled with sand. The sand under the feet is as soft as cotton candy, and it is the cotton candy that has been melted on the boiler. They surround it from all sides. With the soles on, the whole pair of hiking shoes seemed to be melting.

Some people have indeed lost shoes in the desert.That was written by a Moroccan tour guide half-jokingly on social media, saying that a disobedient tourist insisted on wearing leather shoes to play in the desert, and refused to wear special shoe covers. If it fell off, I had to run to the tour guide like dancing.

Jennifer wished she could find a tree, or a piece of rock, but no, nothing.

After leaving the low-lying part of the river, it seems that the traces of life have been left behind. The whole desert is unshakable and unreliable. Only the sun tans every inch of skin, and the hot wind dries every drop of sweat.

The body is losing a lot of water, which means more water has to be added.

Unable to go on any longer, Jennifer clearly realized that she had to stop briefly, waiting for the hottest noon to pass.

Without any cover, you can only create your own cover.Leaning against a clump of dwarf bushes, I pulled up the half-remaining headscarf and fixed it with trekking poles.

She wasn't the only guest resting here, there was a lizard lying among the branches of the bushes, even if it was frightened by humans, it didn't have the slightest intention of moving its nest.

The air is several degrees lower than the ground, and these degrees can be the difference between life and death for a reptile.

Jennifer took a photo, staring at the lizard, and was a little out of breath under the sun.A stuffy feeling filled her chest, and her stomach was churning, as if preparing to spit out everything she had eaten.

This is not a good sign.

In order not to fall into the tragic situation of heat stroke, she could only wet the magic hood with water and put it back on.The effect of the cold water is immediate. The wind takes away the moisture and also the heat from the head, which refreshes the mind.

Relying on the fresh water she carried with her, Jennifer spent the most difficult time half-awkwardly.

The environment was too difficult, and when she could walk in the afternoon, she had to grit her teeth and slow down, restraining the urge to run far away.

Human beings can only walk in the desert with as little movement as possible to reduce the outflow of sweat.Some explorers become dehydrated from too much activity in such places.

Jennifer was unwilling to follow in their footsteps.

She wasn't moving fast, but she was always moving, and slowly the dunes were a thing of the past, and the little black-gray dots—hills of stone piled up—were getting closer and taller.

As the distance narrowed, the ground under his feet also changed from soft sand that sank into half his legs when he stepped on it, to a hard gravel field to rely on.It's as if the surface is still yellow sand, but you can see the rocks below the surface that are close to the surface when you remove the floating layer.

down to earth.

Recalling that when she went to the Gold Coast for vacation two years ago, she still loved the soft sand, but now she shed bitter tears for the rare hard land. She really hopes that she can keep her feet on the "ground" for the rest of her life.

The guarantee that you will be unscathed when you fall from the top to the bottom, the experience that you can bury your whole body in, and the touch that is as soft as a cloud, go to hell——Jennifer Sandphobia Davis said— —There is nothing better than a hard court experience.

When she was about to reach the foot of the stone mountain, she drank a little more water for the first time, celebrating that she was finally out of the sea of ​​suffering.

result--

As it turned out, she was really happy too soon.

The black rocks rise abruptly from the sand, like a castle, which has been laid in multiple layers from the outside to the inside.The cliffs that Jennifer saw in the distance were a small part of the stone mountain group, almost the two outermost ones, and they were separated by a distance to block more uplifts behind them.

When the camera zoomed in on this scene, Jennifer couldn't see what was in the middle, so she mistakenly thought that she might find the wild valley here.It's a pity that now standing at the foot of the fortress group, she can clearly see that in the places where the black mountain rocks can't cover, there is nothing but sand.

Not a trace of water.

But the eagle was clearly hovering here.

Live to hell!

Jennifer couldn't help cursing twice, squinting her eyes to look carefully at these raised black rocks.They are stepped up from the near to the far, and extend horizontally. The highest point looks like seven or eight floors. It is not short, but it is definitely not unattainable.

Now there is only one way to find out.

The mountains stretch too far, and detours are impossible and a waste of time.She must venture deep into these black fortresses, climb to the tallest one, stand at the top and look into the distance, to see what secrets are hidden behind the rolling mountain lines.

This must be done, and as soon as possible.

The word indecision is rarely associated with Jennifer. Once she decided on the next step, she immediately shifted from choosing a direction to making a detailed plan.

The hillside on the right looks relatively gentle, but it is full of undulations like waves, and there is no place to hold hands at all.The slope on the left looks very steep, but there are many rocks on it, and there are many footholds for climbing.

If you go up the mountain from the left, pass through the middle of a few ups and downs, and then go around to the right, and go up the cliff with a wide bottom and a narrow top...it seems feasible.

Just do it.

Jennifer shortened the trekking poles, put them back into the bag together with the water bag, and rushed to the foot of the mountain without any burden.She has always been a daring survivor, and she even managed to do dangerous things like falling waterfalls in the second round, but free-handed rock climbing, especially in places with severe weathering, still made her a little nervous.

It's a pity that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, biting her lip, she still took the first step.

The trick to getting started with freehand rock climbing is arm strength.No matter how much emphasis is placed on the coordination of hands and legs, no matter how much emphasis is placed on the contact posture between the body and the cliff, an obvious fact is that players with strong arms are always much safer than players with weak hands.

Most of the extreme sports enthusiasts who have accidents during rock climbing are weak or numb in their hands, and even start to tremble or convulse.

This body is not as good as the original one, but after a long period of strength and fighting training, it can barely support some extreme gameplay.The most important thing is that Jennifer's control of skills and self-evaluation are very precise, and it will never happen that she climbs halfway and finds that she actually can't do this kind of thing.

She went up the hill from the left as planned.

The rocks under the palms all bear signs of weathering, and large stone slabs and fine stones are scattered everywhere.Jennifer carefully removed all the superficial stones, and only grasped those solid landing points, using three landing points as support, and the fourth landing point must go through repeated trials, and she will never move the center of gravity easily.

The soles of the feet are pushed hard on a relatively firm point of force, the legs are slightly bent, and the distance between the knees and the cliff is always maintained.When the arms are pulled down, the legs are also kicked on the ground, and the movements are smooth and light, which is full of praise from the commentators.

Even with textbook rock climbing skills, when Jennifer finally climbed to the first platform, her arms and thighs were somewhat sore.She had to sit down to rest and eat some compressed biscuits to replenish her strength.

After the central grid stopped, the commentators in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief, and briefly turned their eyes to other players.

Today's Jiugongge is different from yesterday's. Now there are less than 200 contestants, and the official (non-optional) Jiugongge page has also been reduced to about 20.Bell and Rice saw only three familiar faces on the first day of the contestants, Jennifer, Kevin, and an older veteran.

Regardless of the other contestants who finally found the water source or were struggling with their competitive spirit, the two commentators tacitly turned up the picture of Mr. Wilson, watching Kevin gallop across the sand like a cheetah.

This picture is really unscientific, extremely unscientific!

Even if Jennifer became the Chosen One for no reason, her performance in the desert is in line with that of a normal person, her complexion will be ugly due to the dry heat, and she will be vigilant due to unknown animals... and this Kevin is not same.

Kevin Wilson survived in the desert for a week, only drank a little water at the beginning, and the three bottles of water were not even used.He not only showed no strangeness to the Sahara and was very adaptable, but also raised his head and twitched his nose from time to time, cleverly avoiding some poisonous snakes and scorpions.

"It's almost as if you can smell the smell in the air." Rice pointed out sharply, "But is it possible? Will this kind of thing happen in real life? "Wild Challenge" promised the world that it would not accept players with superpowers , including mutants, mutants, and aliens living on the earth, could it be that he suddenly awakened after challenging the challenge?"

"It's impossible for most people." Bell was also puzzled, "I know that some aborigines can perceive specific beasts through developed olfactory cells, and I also know that some nomads regard the desert as their back garden, but Kevin Wilson is a normal college student living in Atlanta, and he can't suddenly become Berber."

Not only the commentator Qiqi was dumbfounded, but even the audience couldn't stand it anymore.

[Many players have become stronger in this round, but someone like Wilson is also ridiculously strong. 】

[I feel like I'm watching an American drama about mutants produced by HBO... Xiaopo's crew relies entirely on real people to generate love, which saves a lot of special effects costs, and the real name feels sorry for those mutants. 】

[This is a problem with the program group.In this fucking world, supervillains will develop some weird things every now and then, and the goods that drug dealers are selling are getting more and more amazing.It must be that the program team did not do a good physical examination, just like the Olympic Games can't detect doping, it is a violation of fairness, it is useless! 】

[If he really used doping, his acting ability is too bad. Isn't this telling the program crew that he has a ghost? 】

[Confused Behavior Award. 】

The audience in front of the screen threw out the most vicious comments, and the program team quickly responded, claiming that they would immediately display the real-time life ring data of all the players on the screen.

A few seconds later, there were indeed some translucent sections on the screen of the live broadcast room.

Judging from the data alone, there seems to be no big problem. The public still has a certain trust in Osborne Industries. Seeing this, they shifted their doubts from "some clever players cheated the medical examination" to "there may be Some players "awakened" during the game, and some even launched a wave of @X-Men on social platforms.

The turmoil from the outside couldn't interfere with the contestants in the desert for the time being. After wondering for a while, the two commentators zoomed in on the grid in the middle and returned to Jennifer's live broadcast.

Jennifer does not have the strange strength like Kevin. At certain stages of climbing, Kevin can even hang himself in the air with one hand without any effort, while Jennifer chooses a steady and steady tactic.

Climbing on a gravel mountain, one never knows which stone will not be able to bear the weight and the whole piece will fall down.She can only be more daring and cautious, choose a cliff with a narrow top and a wide bottom instead of the opposite, and choose a cliff with steps in the middle for standing on.

Yuanjing No. [-] is flying high in the sky. In its picture, the contestant is like a white spider, moving slowly on the black rocks. The two colors form a sharp contrast, which is really beautiful.

The No. [-] machine pulls close-ups from a long distance, and dare not approach at all, for fear of affecting the performance of the players and causing unnecessary tragedies.Thanks to Stark technology, this close-up even captured Jennifer's reddish eye sockets and trembling eyelashes due to sour sweat. The curled arc simply broke through the limit of human beings, and it looked more fake than the false eyelashes on the stage.

Everyone's breathing rose and fell with her movements.

When raising their hands to find the landing point, the audience held their breath; when they finally took a step forward, they took a long breath.

It went up and down like this, until at a place about four or five stories high, on the last two steps, the rocks under the feet that looked solid suddenly loosened for a moment, and then large pieces fell off the cliff.

"Gululu-"

The right leg that was struggling suddenly slipped!

In the nick of time, Jennifer hugged the rock tightly with both hands, and her left foot plunged into the mountain like a nail.

But the good times didn't last long, as the stone flake slipped off, even the place where her left foot was stepping on was trembling, and half of her body was hanging in the air, only her arms and upper body were in contact with the rock.

"God!" Les exclaimed, "God, go save her!"

The faces of the narrators all turned pale, and they stood up from their chairs—almost jumped up, unable to bear to watch the death happen.

The veins in Jennifer's arms were pumping, her fingers were turning white, her joints were tingling, and her ribs and hip bones were wailing as they hit the cliff.Already exhausted all!

She desperately pulled her body upwards, and her legs hit the mountain to increase the friction, then slowly moved her knees upwards to find a temporary point of support, like a crooked sloth struggling to hug her before falling into the abyss The last straw.

At this moment, countless viewers threw their mobile phones and flew out.

At this moment, the calls of some producers were almost exploded by insiders.

People covered their eyes with their hands, not daring to see the almost doomed death; they couldn’t help but let go of their fingers, praying for a miracle to happen, praying for luck to favor their favorite players, and praying that Mother Nature would not A living thing is here to take away.

Very slowly, they saw that Jennifer finally stepped on a relatively stable groove after several trials.Her legs trembled slightly, and it was hard to say whether it was because of loss of strength or fear, but it was these trembling legs and trembling arms that pulled her back from the brink of danger.

With the last few steps to climb, Jennifer paled onto the penultimate platform.

At this moment, she was only a few steps away from the top of the mountain, but she was tens of meters above the ground. If she fell, she would be dead, and by the time the rescue team arrived, she might only be able to collect a broken body.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help shivering as calmly as she could.

In the live broadcast room, Rice changed his calm image and began to shout "God bless" non-stop, even Bell said "thank God" repeatedly, and Tony saved his mobile phone from the fate of being blown up.

After being frightened on the verge of life and death, Jennifer didn't dare to move again for a full 10 minutes.

She obediently sat on the platform to recover her strength, and then used the camera to observe the road and the horizontal extension of the stone mountain, and found that the gaps between some black rocks were covered with green that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

These clumps of green gave her courage and confidence.

About an hour later, Jennifer rallied and finally made it to the summit.

When her legs were firmly on the top of the mountain, she put her backpack aside and lay down on the ground as if paralyzed, too tired to speak.

The black mountain rocks that have been scorched by the scorching sun for a long time still retain the intense heat at noon, penetrating through the robe and into the skin on the back.For some reason, this kind of burning heat gave her an indescribable sense of reality, and the feeling of floating in the air just now, as if about to go with the wind, slowly faded away.

A strong wind blew across the top of the mountain.

Jennifer stood up.

The robes issued by the program group are of good quality. The wind pours in from the bottom, bulging the robes, flowing through the whole body, and taking away a lot of heat. It is strange that people living in the desert often like this kind of loose clothing.

She built a tent with her hands and looked into the distance, then took out the camera, magnified it several times, and looked in all directions.

Unsurprisingly, there is a large area of ​​yellow sand as far as the eye can see. The wind lifted the sand on the surface and cast a hazy and dirty translucent curtain in the air.

Desert, desert, desert, desert everywhere.

Jennifer bit her lip.

Without giving up, she continued to search every corner.

Desert, desert, desert, and then, a unique thing suddenly appeared in the camera, something is moving, it is definitely not sand blown by the wind, nor is it a weird little animal, but a neat arrangement , an orderly team.

This arrangement is too deliberate and too artificial in nature, almost like a few big characters are printed on the face brightly - come, look at me, this is a masterpiece of human beings.

Jennifer stared fixedly at it, her heart filled with shock, sourness and joy at the same time, with the relaxation of the rest of her life, and the longing to escape from the sky.

"Good Lord," Les called out.

"Lady Luck favors me," Bell murmured.

And Jennifer—Jennifer was speechless for a long time.

She recalled what she complained to her teammates when she was unlucky in the last round, why some players are so lucky, they can meet adventurers and aborigines when they walk in the forest for nothing, while some players are so bad Life, being attacked by a brown bear is not enough, you have to pass the cougar again.

When good things don't happen to us, people always look forward to them silently; when good things happen to us, we will know the root of this feeling—it's so wonderful!

Is this how the contestants in the last round felt when they met the indigenous people?

Dumbfounded, overjoyed, auspicious stars shine brightly, and times come and go.

In the vast yellow sand, between two small undulating sand dunes, behind a few plainly dressed figures, followed by many behemoths who are regarded as gods by desert tourists.

It was a group of camels walking.