Chapter 24

"Dear friends, I suspect I’ve come to the wrong place—this doesn’t look at all like a human forbidden zone teeming with beasts."

"To be honest, I’m a little disappointed. Aside from seeing a wolverine from afar on the first day, the most I’ve seen are Arctic foxes, snow hares, and squirrels."

"I haven’t even laid eyes on a single big beast that could get me excited. I’m the fiercest warrior of the grasslands—I came here to hunt the most ferocious predators."

Wu En, gripping his bow and arrow, scanned his surroundings while glancing toward the drone, his voice dull as he spoke to the livestream audience.

Some rejoiced, others mourned; some desperately avoided these large predators, while others foolishly searched for top wild hunters like black bears, jaguars, and bobcats to kill.

As Wu En had introduced himself upon arrival, his purpose for joining the show was clear: to hunt large beasts like bears, leopards, and bobcats.

So on the first day of the livestream, after building a simple shelter, Wu En spent all his time searching for large predators.

Fate loves to mock people: those who avoid these big beasts often stumble upon them, while those who desperately seek them never find a trace.

Those who chase them tirelessly, no matter what they do, never succeed.

"Wu En is the most badass—this is the first time I’ve seen someone who actively wants to hunt a bear."

"When it comes to badassery, of course it’s me, Xiao Shen? I’m the one who scared off an adult bear."

"Who are you talking about? That wild man chased down multiple streets by Xiong Zai?"

"Hahaha, you really dug up every bamboo shoot on the mountain."

"Didn’t you hear Xiao Shen explain later? He just made a strategic retreat—where’s the word ‘run’ for a god like him?"

"Actually, I’m looking forward to Wu En meeting Xiong Zai—I want to see how their showdown ends. Too bad Xiong Zai never ventures into Wu En’s area."

"Forget it. Xiong Zai is more dramatic when paired with Xiao Shen. Besides, if Wu En actually kills such a cute little bear, wouldn’t that be a tragedy?"

"I think you’re overestimating Wu En and underestimating Xiong Zai’s intelligence. Even Xiao Shen, that monster, couldn’t kill Xiong Zai—how could anyone else?"

"Have you forgotten why humans rose above all creatures? Because we use tools. No matter how fierce or violent Xiong Zai is, can he outrun Wu En’s arrow?"

"I don’t care about other black bears, but that Xiong Zai near Xiao Shen absolutely cannot be killed."

"Wu En could just ask my Ningning to bless him—wish him absolute safety, with no giant predators nearby."

"Hahaha, that actually sounds reasonable—but it’s so mean!"

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At livestream channel eight, good news arrived.

Liu Hong, staring at her rebuilt shelter, felt overwhelming emotion—tears streamed down her face without warning.

She’d drawn the ultimate starting hand: four squirrels at the beginning. Who knew life was so cruel—her peak came right at the start.

"Friends, my home is rebuilt once more. This time, I’ll protect it with all my heart, like I protect my own child."

After completing the shelter, Liu Hong performed a traditional African tribal exorcism dance.

Seeing Liu Hong acting so strangely, her viewers couldn’t help but reflect: my sister Hong has finally believed in Lemonism.

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At livestream channel four, Mo De was enduring his own misfortune.

His home-field advantage didn’t bring him much luck—his region was simply too barren.

In other regions, at least you’d see squirrels and snow hares—basic food sources.

In his region, after a lucky encounter with a moose on day one, he hadn’t seen another edible meat source since.

But he didn’t get lucky that day: three arrows shot at the moose—all missed.

The moose, startled, fled deep into the eastern marshlands.

For his own safety, Kai’en watched the marsh’s edge for a long time before quietly retreating.

His food for the past two days came mostly from blueberries, redberries, and other berries.

Unfortunately, while berries gave him some nutrition, he couldn’t eat too many—since last night, he’d been suffering from diarrhea.

Even now, on day three, he hadn’t dared leave his shelter.

With no more nutritious food and constant diarrhea, even Mo De’s robust frame was beginning to break down.

If his diarrhea doesn’t improve today, forget surviving the next hundred days—he might not even make it through tomorrow before being eliminated.

Of course, everyone else in the other livestreams faced their own challenges too. Nature, through this show, showed all viewers just how brutal the wild truly is.

At this moment, Xiao Yi suddenly burst into joy—he had just smelled the scent of clay.

But accompanying it was another smell he disliked—and recognized.

Still, Xiao Yi excitedly called toward the drone.

"Friends, hard work pays off—I’ve finally smelled the scent of clay. We’re almost there."

"No way! My god really found clay by smell?"

"Are you kidding?! Still no one believes in my god’s abilities?"

"Wait—I remember someone said Xiao Shen could find clay by smell while doing a handstand and washing his hair? Someone tag him."

"And where’s that guy who said he ate shit? I’ve already recharged my Yinfu coins—I didn’t even tip Xiao Shen, just waiting to tip him."

"Don’t get too excited yet—my god only said he smelled it, not that he found it yet."

"Exactly, exactly. Wait until my god finds it, then tag them so they have no rebuttal."

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Hearing Xiao Yi say he smelled clay, everyone in the livestream cheered for him.

After all, Xiao Yi’s clay quest had been incredibly grueling, filled with setbacks along the way.

Thankfully, the outcome was satisfying—and now they could finally watch how Xiao Yi built a heated wooden house in the freezing Arctic Circle.

At this moment, Xiao Yi was unaware of the livestream’s reactions—he followed the scent toward the clay.

He stopped at a cave with three entrances.

Before his eyes was a cave with three openings—not tall. Seeing this, Xiao Yi was flooded with unpleasant memories.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The cave’s entrance was dimly lit, but its depths were pitch black—naturally eerie. Even Xiao Yi hesitated to enter.

Then Xiao Yi shouted loudly into the cave—and a faint echo returned.

Clearly, this cave was far deeper and wider than the one he’d sheltered in yesterday.

Xiao Yi turned and ran into the nearby forest, gathering enough dry branches and fallen leaves before returning.

Xiao Yi’s first life principle: life comes first—safety above all.

When he’d collected three piles of branches and logs, each half a person’s height, he stopped. Then he used his flint to ignite the dry wood at two of the cave entrances.

Thick smoke immediately billowed out—no matter what lurked inside, it wouldn’t survive such smoke.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi was satisfied. Now came the wait—watching the third, unlit entrance for any beast fleeing.