Dark clouds churned, and the entire rainforest roared.
Dai Xiaomei and Mu Zi lay on the ground, their fates unknown.
Her lips moved slightly, a silent plea for help, but all strength drained from her body, leaving only a faint, cat-like whimper.
Her breath grew shallow, her vision blurred.
Her consciousness sank into the void.
Was she going to die?
She probably would...
To die on camera, to die on a deserted island...
The scene before her seemed to shift slightly.
A distant voice, as if through a veil of mist, reached her.
A mumble, indistinct.
"Re...al..."
"...no..."
"How... Jiang... Wake up!"
The muffled voice gradually grew clearer as someone took her hand.
"Dai Xiaomei? Dai Xiaomei! Wake up!"
"This person is seriously injured. Let's take her back first."
"Okay."
The voices of a man and a woman brought a sliver of clarity to Dai Xiaomei's muddled thoughts.
Someone was coming to rescue them!
Wonderful!
So...
The relief of being saved caused the taut string of her nerves to snap. She fainted.
Time rewound.
The viewers were anxious, desperate for Jiang Fan and Zhou Niannian to find the two women, but there was no sign of movement from the bamboo hut.
Just as their hearts pounded with worry, the door finally opened.
Jiang Fan stepped into the rain, followed closely by Zhou Niannian.
They found Dai Xiaomei and Mu Zi collapsed on the ground.
After a brief exchange, seeing their unconscious state, Jiang Fan acted without hesitation.
Grabbing them by the collars...
He lifted them up!
He lifted them up!!!
Zhou Niannian had intended to help, but seeing Jiang Fan effortlessly hoist the two streamers like kittens, she froze in the rain, her reaction delayed.
After a long moment, she gasped for air.
Rainwater mixed with dust filled her mouth.
Zhou Niannian coughed several times before recovering, hurrying to catch up with Jiang Fan, still in shock.
Holy hell, these were two streamers!
Their combined weight was over a hundred kilograms!
And he just lifted them up so easily?
Was this something a human of Jiang Fan's build could do?
Seeing the unconscious streamers finally rescued, Lele finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But then, she was stunned by how casually Jiang Fan carried them away, his movements so effortless it left her speechless.
???
What, was he not trying to hide it anymore?
Who carries people like that?
Absurd!
Bear Grylls, witnessing Jiang Fan's incredible feat, twitched his lips, supported his forehead, and remained silent.
The viewers, however, were in stitches, typing furiously with their emotions running high.
"I saw Jiang Shen's lean and tall build and thought he was a weakling, but reality taught me a lesson: I'm the damn weakling!!!"
"Good thing Jiang Shen was here this time, or they would have been in real danger. But this posture is just too much to handle, hahaha."
"What is Shark doing? Can't even get enough rescue personnel? If Old Woman and Mu Zi had actually died, you'd be finished!"
"Don't worry, the one before. You can check other livestreams, there are many other streamers in danger, far more dangerous than them, and the rescue team is working hard."
After the initial shock, some viewers grumbled, while others defended the officials.
But then, they saw Jiang Fan lead the two women into the bamboo hut, and Zhou Niannian closed the door.
Viewers: ???
???
??????
The barrage of comments paused for several seconds before erupting like a dam breaking.
"Damn it, I forgot about that! Shark platform, when are you going to install a camera?!"
"Shark, Auntie isn't short of money, Auntie just wants to know, when will you install a camera inside the house? Otherwise, Auntie fears for safety."
"Open the door! Open the door! I know you're home! Open the door for us!"
"If I send ten rockets, can I see what's inside? This is one man and three women, things are getting wilder."
"You before are too perverted, I like it~"
Unable to see what was happening inside the bamboo hut, they were completely at ease with Jiang Fan's strength, but his character remained a mystery!!!
Seeing that Dai Xiaomei and Mu Zi were out of danger, the viewers relaxed and began to playfully tease.
Amidst these playful comments, two conspicuous gifts drifted by.
"Sent a rocket, thank Jiang Shen for saving my Dai Xiaomei!"
"Sent a rocket, thank Jiang Shen for saving my Mu Zi!"
In this torrential downpour, everyone's life was equal, and it was truly impossible to save everyone.
But human hearts were never fair.
The managers of Dai Xiaomei and Mu Zi each sent a rocket, exchanged a look, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They had no idea why their streamers insisted on participating in this so-called wilderness survival instead of focusing on their livestreams.
And now they had encountered danger. Fortunately, they were rescued by Jiang Fan and Zhou Niannian, otherwise, they would have marched to the officials for an explanation.
"When Dai Xiaomei gets back, I need to have a serious talk with her. Participating in wilderness survival? And not even telling me? This woman is really..."
"Hey, mine is the same. They were like they had a pact, I don't know what's going on."
The two managers compared notes and realized that Dai Xiaomei and Mu Zi's experiences in the competition were almost identical. They exchanged sympathetic glances.
It was too hard to manage such disobedient streamers.
They were relieved, but the director was not.
The rescue here was complete, but others were still in peril.
"The helicopter can't get here now. Settle them down first and wait for the rain to pass."
"There won't be any wild beasts at this time. Never mind the animals, save the people first!"
"No accidents can happen during the competition. No one can die!"
The director roared into the walkie-talkie, then sighed heavily, a look of deep worry on his face.
Shaking his head, he glanced at the silent middle-aged man beside him, his frustration inevitably directed at him.
"Back then, when you scouted these streamers who knew nothing, I wondered what on earth you were thinking."
"After all these years of searching for 'that,' isn't it enough? Now you want to bring these novices to their deaths?"
The director's voice grew increasingly agitated, even uttering words that should not have been spoken, then abruptly stopped.
Fortunately, the surrounding staff were busy and no one noticed their argument.
He breathed a silent sigh of relief.
The competition had only been underway for a few days, and the director's suspicions were mere conjectures.
But after seeing the salt mine discovered by Jiang Fan and Zhou Niannian, his suspicions solidified.
There was something fishy about this competition from the start.
But his two sentences immediately changed the atmosphere. The two men became confrontational, refusing to yield.
In front of the monitors, surrounded by a multitude of screens in the cramped space, the atmosphere grew increasingly strange.
Their eyes met, the middle-aged man's gaze filled with warning.
"Mind your own business."
"The prophecy led us to do this. The prophecy, it has all come true, and what follows... we must believe it."
The middle-aged man's attitude confirmed the director's suspicions.
A myriad of thoughts swirled in his mind. He wanted to say something, but ultimately said nothing.
Unfazed by the director's mocking gaze, the middle-aged man kept his eyes fixed on Jiang Fan, who had lifted two streamers with his bare hands.
Seeing them enter the bamboo hut, his tone became somewhat enigmatic.
"Have you investigated this person's background?"
"Can't find anything. It's already been handed over to your department. Find it yourself."
The director snapped back impatiently, then continued to manage the scene.
Only the middle-aged man stared at the unmoving bamboo hut in the rain, his gaze unwavering.
"This person... could he be the one chosen by the prophecy?"
A murmured question, lost in the small space.