Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

Protective shields drop barriers before the storm passes.

But machine No. [-] has not been turned on yet, so now is not a good time to change posture.

Jennifer lay on the sand and waited patiently. She was not impatient, and no one knew better than her what it meant to wait for an opportunity after two lifetimes.With all the speculation about Luthor still swirling in her head, she desperately needed someone to share these fresh insights with, to discuss with each other—or to do nothing but listen and help her sort out her thoughts.

To some extent, the general trend of the world has nothing to do with a small person like Jennifer Davis. Even if the four horsemen of the apocalypse walk on the ground again tomorrow, hell will fall, and aliens will invade on a large scale, the biggest trouble for her will be It's just dying alone in a corner that no one knows.

Compared with her, some people may die without knowing it-no pain; In order to protect all human beings, their legends will still be left in the history of civilization after tens of thousands of years - immortality.

When heavy rain pours and torrents break out, ants have the fate of ants, fish have the fate of fish, and birds have the fate of birds.

Jennifer is not a god, not a superhero, not even a billionaire, she cannot change the world, but this does not mean that she does not have a unique sense of morality in her heart.

She always felt that she came to this world for a reason, and the reason was not just to win the laurels for a frustrated actress.The last world was overturned by nature, and human civilization was almost destroyed, but this world is still developing prosperously.

These weird thoughts are like bubbles spit out from a bubble machine, colliding with each other and floating around, merging with each other from time to time, or bursting suddenly, which made her startled and had to shake off the water on her face.

It wasn't until the No. [-] aircraft flew into the sky, and the buzzing sound circled around for several times, that Jennifer cleared her mind and opened her eyes pretending to be confused.

She pressed her head first, showing pain on her face, then her eyes widened as if she had just realized her surroundings, she stood up with her hunchback supported, and the colors of surprise, boredom and worry flashed just right in her eyes.

The superb acting skills cannot be disbelieved by the audience.

"Damn it!" Even Les covered his forehead, "The sandstorm scattered the caravan!"

As if to prove his words, two lone camels ran across the sand dune far away, the reins on their backs were thrown everywhere, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.There is not half a human being within sight, and it is unknown what kind of catastrophe the original huge camel caravan has encountered.

There is a natural rage in this picture, which sends chills down the back of the viewer.

"If you think about it better, there will be at least a few camels with the players. It will be much better than when you first marched in the desert. There will be food, water, tents, and means of transportation." Bell relieved.

"I just hope the players don't choose the wrong direction." Rice nodded in agreement.

Jennifer was really thinking about which direction to go.Originally, the camel team carried a map and a pointing device, which could accurately lock the position of the next destination, but now these tools were taken away with the "storm".

The reasonable thing to do is to continue heading southeast based on her impressions—although she knows that there are still relics of the caravan about ten kilometers behind her, and if she turns around now, she may be able to gain a lot of money and make a small profit, but there is no way at all Explain why you know.

Expose things or do less.

After making up her mind, Jennifer first began to examine her remaining resources.

Wakanda is quite kind, and the three camels left behind are all strong and strong. The white camel has established a preliminary tacit understanding with her, and it can completely serve as the leader camel of this temporary small camel team.

Leaving aside the "vehicle" itself, the materials on their backs are also very valuable.

The white camel carried Jennifer's backpack, sleeping bag and tent, with dried meat and some fresh water in the pouch on the right.The two Bactrian camels carried fresh water on their backs, and one of them carried some cargo, which looked like the hide of a desert lynx.

These resources are enough for a single desert traveler to survive for half a month, but Jennifer still looks worried.

Manuel estimated that the journey to Lake Chad was a full month. The reason why the camel caravan had a semi-fixed route was because they had to get supplies in the middle. The oases scattered in the desert were connected by lines, making the merchants They don't have to worry about running out of fresh water or losing food sources.The problem is that only the businessman and the leader camel know the location of the oasis. No matter how smart and stable the white camel looks, it cannot walk these roads again without a teacher.

For now, she can only rely on her own survival skills and the instinct of a camel to find water.

Jennifer tied the three camels together back and forth. There was no camel bell, so she could only use a few pieces of shipping boxes to make a castanet and hang it around the neck of the last camel.

After finishing all this, she climbed onto the back of the white camel, patted its neck, and gave an instruction to start.

The huge camel stood up shakily, and a small camel team embarked on the journey again.

There is no good way to think about it.

Let's go and see.

****

This journey is bound to be dull for the audience.

The Sahara is no less dangerous than the Rocky Mountains, but the flora and fauna are much less frequent.In the Rocky Mountains, a survival anchor can show the audience a variety of creatures and survival skills 24 hours a day without repeating samples, but in the Sahara Desert, although the players still bear the risk of death, what the audience sees most of the time is Nothing but yellow sand is yellow sand, and it's easy to get bored.

No wonder the program team set the task of shooting animals. Presumably they also know that there is no exciting part in crossing the desert without editing.

Players who are struggling to survive may still be worth seeing.

However, Miss Davis is now a rich man with her head held high. She is riding a camel followed by two camels. She has meat to eat and water to drink. She can sleep in a small tent at noon. As long as the camels don’t run away Nothing to worry about.

What's more, the camels could smell the potential water sources within one or two kilometers nearby. On the 37th day, the whole team was in distress due to the depletion of fresh water, but they were quickly led by the white camels to find the water source.

Tell me, what is the point of surviving in this situation?

In short, the audience has already cared for other players with integrity.For example, those poor people who found an oasis but had conflicts with the aborigines and had to stay "as slaves and handmaids", for example, a small number of poor people who went to the wasteland on the west coast in one go, but only sighed, and some people who were killed by real bullies The wolves are chasing the poor man who is running wildly all over the map-at least the first two players can still see water.

The number of contestants on the official channel has been insufficient to make up the three nine-square grids. The commentators rearranged and sat together, increasing from two in one live broadcast room to six in one live broadcast room. Most of the time, they discussed survival skills with each other and talked about survival experiences , or half-jokingly tell tales of hapless adventurers.

In this regard, the audience said: Don't stop, I can listen to it for ten days and ten nights.

The ratings of Jennifer's solo live broadcast dropped rapidly, and did not rebound sharply until the 41st day of the competition.

On the afternoon of the 41st day of the race, the camel team in the Sahara desert faced a catastrophic crisis.

It was early in the morning when the accident happened, and the white camel led its companions headed southeast.In the past two days, the camels only ate when passing by a few cacti bushes, and all of them lost a lot of weight, relying on the stored fat to survive.

After traveling all night, Jennifer, who was sitting on the back of a white camel, was also a little drowsy.

Following the pace of the camels, she calmly closed her eyes half-closed to relax, drank a little water from time to time to moisten her mouth, and made up her mind to camp in the next shade she could find to restore her strength.

But the murderous intent in the desert always strikes when people least expect it.

One second she was still twisting the water bag, and the next second she felt a commotion in the camel caravan.

There was a flash of light in Jennifer's eyes, and she didn't look a bit sleepy.She quickly put the water bag in place, pulled the rein hard, and stabilized the extremely restless white camel in place.

She took a moment to catch her breath and looked back, and saw that the last camel in the line was kicking wildly, as if trying to throw something away, while the middle camel was being pulled back and forth by it, and was yelling in panic.

It's a huge adder!

The adder in the desert likes to drill in the sand pits and wait for the prey to pass by. They are natural killers. Their venom can kill an elephant. They are also extremely cunning pretenders. They can quietly lurk in the sand for half a day. The final thunderous blow was brewing.

Vipers, like rattlesnakes, usually do not attack large animals, but after the first two days of rattlesnakes, Jennifer already had some "views" on the snakes in this desert.

Observing with excellent dynamic eyesight, she found that the adder's body was very uncoordinated. Its spine seemed to have been torn off by the camel's struggle, and it also died soon.With this shape, it is difficult to tell whether the snake attacked the camel first, or whether the camel stepped on the snake's sandy nest while walking.

Leaving doubts aside, this kind of viper has a very powerful attack, and its sharp fangs can pierce three layers of leather. Right now, it is hanging on the camel's leg, unable to pull it out.

The camel struggled more violently. It was no longer satisfied with kicking, but pulled the cage and ran towards the outside, pulling the companion in the middle to the ground.

The white camel was also panting in panic. Jennifer didn't have time to order it to kneel down, but jumped off the camel's back, and then planted a trekking pole on the ground.

The desert boat is a kind of amazing animal. When they are trained, they understand what a rein is and what a peg is. Therefore, when the trekking pole is inserted straight into the sand, the white camel stands firmly behind the "peg". , the uneasiness subsided slightly.

After stabilizing the leading camel, Jennifer used the body of the second camel to block herself, stretched out her hand and cut the rein between the second and third camels with a knife.

Now it's not in a large camel caravan, but there are only three or two kittens left. She can't calm down a huge animal that has suffered fatal trauma, and she can't take the risk of directly killing it to challenge the emotions of the other two camels.It's too much for the master to do this kind of thing, not to mention that these big guys haven't known her for a long time.

The wounded camel seemed to be waiting for this moment. As the noose was thrown off, it kicked its hind legs and began to gallop aimlessly across the sand dunes. After that, he died very quickly and became a limp straw rope with no deterrent effect.

Jennifer returned to the white camel, directed it to follow the injured camel from a distance, watched it stumble for half an hour, and suddenly fell down as if losing strength.

No, not falling, but sinking!

Her complexion changed drastically, and she immediately stopped the white camel that was still trying to get closer.

"It's quicksand." Rice said immediately in the live broadcast room, "This is troublesome."

The quicksand in the desert will make the scalp of all those with deep mud feet numb. They look like sand surfaces that are easy to break free, but they are actually passages for groundwater, and there is no solid foothold at all.Once humans and animals fall into the quicksand trap, they will continue to sink as they struggle until they are swallowed by the sand.

Half of the dying camel in front of him was trapped in it, and half of its body was barely hanging on the shore. It was obvious that it had no strength left to struggle.Its huge size increases the area in contact with quicksand, preventing it from sinking completely for a while.

But for players, a camel that died in the quicksand and a camel that died outside were not resources of the same difficulty at all.

Yes, Jennifer follows it to make the best of it.Firstly, it was impossible for her to allow the resources on the camel's back to be taken away, and secondly, the camel itself was of great use.

This is the Sahara, she does not have the confidence to avoid all risks, and it is imperative to take risks to obtain resources.

Without thinking too much, Jennifer stabbed down the trekking pole and tied the white camel, and then took out a few pieces of animal skin for emergencies.

The quicksand traps are not necessarily regular. Just because half of the camel's body sinks and half of the body is still floating on the ground, it cannot be taken for granted that there is the edge of the quicksand.She sat down directly on the sand, using another trekking pole and her legs to test the edge of the quicksand pit, and threw off animal skins wherever she felt it was dangerous.

Caution paid off.

She crawled all the way towards the camel, avoiding three or four areas that might cause people to sink, and finally managed to reach the camel.

This big guy was already on the verge of death, and the venom of the adder was tormenting it, making it still restless in the heavy sand traps.Paddling the quicksand's hind legs is not so much a struggle as a subconscious flick.

The snake venom had already entered the blood circulation, so she couldn't use an outdoor knife to stab the camel's neck, so she could only sit quietly in the yellow sand and watch it take its last breath.The eyes with thick eyelashes gradually closed, as if something came and went, and the curtain of death engulfed the soul.

Number four flew closer.

Jennifer sighed.

These camels could have reached Chad, but now they have no chance.

The sun is rising higher and higher, there is no time to hurt the spring and autumn.She acted quickly and collected the resources that could be collected one by one.

The most important thing and the first thing must be the load on the camel's back. Fortunately, the camel's body has only sunk halfway, and she still has the opportunity to pick up the pouch little by little with trekking poles and pull it back to the solid ground superior.

After disposing of the rucksack, all that remains is the carcass of the camel.

Jennifer sat up on her knees carefully. She couldn't pull the huge thing, so she could only get closer to operate it.

The nomads in the desert say that camels are full of treasures. This is true, but there are many misunderstandings about camels in the world.

"Many people have been taught that water is stored in the hump, and herdsmen get water directly from the hump, and the two humps of the Bactrian camel store food and the other store water. These statements are all wrong." She pressed the camel's head "There is only a lot of fat in the hump. The real secret of camels becoming ships of the desert is that they can store a lot of fat while reducing consumption."

The tip of the knife turned and pointed to the belly.

"In fact, it is the camel's stomach that can directly obtain fresh water. Whether it is the part that directly stores water or the incompletely digested food, it can bring water to the survivors."

But it's better not to challenge the limit right now, it died from the venom of the adder, and the toxin was already carried in the blood circulation.

Saying this, Jennifer moved the outdoor knife back to the hump and sliced ​​off a piece of fat with the tip of the knife.

"Camels will consume these fats to provide energy for themselves when they lack food and water supplies, and herdsmen will directly cut small holes on the humps to take out the fat and eat it when they lack supplies, and they think it is a rare delicacy - nomads The deliciousness of the camel and the deliciousness we think are definitely two kinds of deliciousness, they eat camel offal raw like we eat raw apples."

Raw fat slices were silently put into the mouth.

In an instant, it seemed that there were tens of thousands of bloody things exploding in the mouth, sticky and fishy, ​​as if the half-rotten white meat had been left for a month, and eating three catties of waste oil was no more than that.

This taste... soars in place.

Jennifer showed a slightly hideous expression.

The audience reacted with vomiting to their mobile phones one after another, and the five commentators in the live broadcast room couldn't help admiring her. Only the commentator Bell sitting on the far right showed a bewildered smile, just like watching a first-grader A Hogwarts second year going to potions class.

"The herdsmen are my idols from today on."

Jennifer said quietly.

She tried her best to swallow what was in her mouth, silently left the hump behind her, and began to think about how to pull the camel's fur out of the quicksand.