Chapter 101: The Reckless Wu En!

“Alright, rest here for the next two days. Once you’re healed, get the hell out!”

After stopping the bleeding and disinfecting Heidan’s wounds, Xiao Yi slapped the bear’s head and spoke out.

“Roar!”

Hearing Xiao Yi’s words, Heidan responded with an excited roar.

No matter what happens later, just being back here with Xiao Yi today made Heidan incredibly happy.

As for Goudan, he was lying listlessly around the rabbit pen.

“Sss! Sss! Sss!”

Goudan’s behavior stirred the snow rabbits inside the pen, causing them to shriek in fear.

Unlike Heidan’s coarse, results-focused nature,

Goudan, as a clever bear, was more focused on reflecting on his own actions.

Today’s outcome was ultimately good—he eliminated the two lynxes—but the process left Goudan unsatisfied.

Goudan considered himself the smartest bear in this wilderness, yet today he’d been tricked by a lynx.

This left him in a foul mood.

Xiao Yi, having just finished applying medicine to Heidan, spotted Goudan lying beside the rabbit pen and couldn’t help but curse.

“You stupid bear, get the hell away from here! Are you trying to lay hands on my rabbit pen? I’ll skin you alive.”

As punishment, Goudan got no dinner tonight.

Xiao Yi’s policy was always: rewards delayed, punishments precise.

Seeing Goudan lounging by his rabbit pen, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but think the worst.

Though this dumb bear sometimes showed cleverness and knew how to restrain his desires,

Goudan was still a wild bear. When starving, who knew if he’d still hold back from attacking the snow rabbits?

In the wilderness, starving animals lose all reason and thought—that’s the law of the wild.

“Roar! (Stupid human!)”

Hearing this, Heidan roared, then turned and headed toward the bear den.

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As for Xiao Yi, after seeing Goudan leave, he paid no mind—this bear had been acting strange since returning.

He then walked over to the two lynxes, pulled out his dagger, and began butchering them.

He couldn’t help muttering to himself.

“I don’t know whether to call you lucky or unlucky. In this desolate wilderness, you just happened to run into me—and dared to target my rabbit pen.”

“From the moment you set your sights on my rabbit pen, you were already doomed—death was inevitable.”

“But consider this: you were also lucky. You achieved what few lovers ever do—you died on the same day, in the same month, the same year.”

“You should thank me for this. Your flesh and bones are your tribute.”

Male lynx “...”

Female lynx “...”

Fortunately, both lynxes were already dead—if they’d had even one breath left, they’d have torn Xiao Yi apart to thank him for his “kindness.”

Meanwhile, viewers in the livestream burst into laughter upon hearing Xiao Yi’s muttering.

“My god, my Shen’s brain works in ways I can’t fathom—I’m impressed!”

“I bet those two lynxes, even as their spirits fade, are cursing Xiao Shen’s ancestors.”

“Damn it, it’s late at night! Can you say something normal? I’m alone at home!”

“Wait—is Xiao Shen mentally disturbed? Or has this show driven him mad?”

“Anyone else want to die on the same day, same month, same year? Xiao Shen can help!”

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Soon, Xiao Yi skinned and boned both lynxes. He felt little interest in the lynx meat.

But the two pelts pleased him—he could keep them as collectibles.

Still, the spots damaged by the wooden stakes saddened him—they ruined the overall beauty.

He wondered if this damage would affect the pelts’ value; they were said to be quite expensive.

After finishing, Xiao Yi washed up briefly and returned to his warm kang bed for a deep sleep.

The night passed without incident.

The next day, while Xiao Yi enjoyed peace, Wu En felt only bitterness and a pounding headache.

“Today, he caught a cold—and it was entirely his own fault.”

After setting the trap, Wu En had spent days guarding it,

hoping the moose meat inside would lure in the big game he wanted to hunt.

The method did attract “visitors.”

But this visitor was unusual: for two days, an Arctic fox had visited his trap.

The fox even had the nerve to return three times, each time stealing something before leaving, making Wu En resentful.

But the Arctic fox was a Class II protected species in Fengye Country—hunting it was forbidden.

The production team had warned all contestants about this.

So Wu En could only safely shoo away the annoying little creature.

Still, Wu En himself had never really been interested in Arctic foxes—his targets were never such small prey.

Wu En caught a cold today for another reason: he’d always placed moose meat in the trap during daylight.

But after several fruitless days, he took the risk of waiting by the trap at night.

He overestimated his cold resistance and underestimated the Arctic night’s chill.

Even though he believed he’d taken every precaution, after a fruitless night, returning to his shelter left him dizzy and disoriented.

Wu En then sighed and said, “Dear friends, I have some bad news—I think I’ve caught a cold. I’ll rest now and hope to feel better after sleeping.”

After speaking, he ignored the livestream and crawled into his sleeping bag.

Soon, viewers could hear his snoring.

Having stayed up all night and now suffering from a cold, Wu En was in terrible shape.

“...”

Viewers in the livestream were speechless.

“My Wu Shen really knows how to stir up trouble—he’s literally wearing himself out!”

“Seriously, if he’d just played it safe, he’d have had a great chance at the grand prize. Why do this? So frustrating!”

“Does Wu Shen need the prize money? Does he think we don’t know he owns tens of thousands of sheep and thousands of cattle? Is he here to make money?”

“Heh, no matter how rich you are, you never turn down more money.”

“But that’s exactly the appeal of Wu Shen’s livestream! If Wu Shen just played it safe, I wouldn’t watch. Why watch Wang Xing or Liu Hong? I tune in for excitement—that’s why I switch between Wu Shen and Xiao Shen.”

“But if Wu Shen gets eliminated because he’s too reckless, will he surpass Mo De Kai’en and become the show’s unluckiest contestant?”

Mo De Kai’en “... I was eliminated over thirty days ago—internet memory shouldn’t be this long!”

“Hahaha! If this kills me, it’s the ultimate tragedy—someone’s gone, but the meat’s still uneaten.”

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