Chapter 342: Helicopter From Nowhere

Chapter 342: Helicopter From Nowhere

Yan Huan picked up a stick and followed behind Song Xihua. She stopped to examine the endlessly winding path, punctuated by markings on its sides. The path had already been explored, so there wouldn’t be any danger as long as they stacked on track. Once they reached the end of the path, they would have accomplished the objective and be at their destination.

After all, this was only a TV show, not jungle warfare.

Even though it was meant to be realistic, safety was of utmost importance.

Song Xihua stopped, and Yan Huan followed suit. As long as he kept going, Yan Huan felt that she could too. She treated herself like a guy. A girl was frail and needs to be taken care of. She didn’t need any of that.

“Let’s take a break,” suggested Song Xihua, sitting down by a tree. He took out a bottle of water and nourished himself.

Yan Huan sat down as well. Her stiff legs were like sticks, crackling as she sat down. She took out a bottled water from her bag and gulped down its content. They were at least three days away from their destination. These three days were going to be tough. At the same time, it was a good challenge.

She put down the bottled water and clutched her bag to her chest. She shut her eyes, planning to take a short nap. However, it felt like much time had passed when she reopened her eyes. She checked the time; to her dismay, she had already slept for three hours.

“You are awake,” said Song Xihua, looking up. He handed her a packaged bun. “We’ll press on after you finish this.”

“Thanks,” said Yan Huan, peeling away the packaging before wolfing the bun down.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” asked Yan Huan. Those three hours were precious to them. After putting in so much hard work, none of them wanted to lose. Though Zhou Zizhe was a soldier with experience in surviving in the wild, he had to take care of Fang Ying as well, who wasn’t fit to do any physical labor.

Thus, he had to spend most of his time looking out for Fang Ying. Sometimes, he might even have to piggyback her.

As for Yan Huan’s side, though neither of them had been in the military, neither dragged each other down either, so they had a higher chance of winning.

Song Xihua took a sip of water and glanced at Yan Huan. “It’s okay to sleep a little longer. I don’t want to piggyback you. Not like I have the strength to,” he said. He was pretty blunt, but he didn’t mean ill. What he said was true. The path was safe, but the same couldn’t be guaranteed if he had to piggyback her.

He didn’t know how Zhou Zizhe was faring at the other end, but he knew he would be asking for it if he attempted the same with that frame of his.

“Don’t worry, I can walk on my own,” said Yan Huan, rubbing off the crumbs from her fingers and rising. Her feet didn’t hurt as much as before. Perhaps her soles had hardened enough to make her not feel pain.

She sorted out the items in her bag and followed behind Song Xihua. Song Xihua wasn’t as standoffish as the rumors had made him out to be. In fact, Yan Huan felt that he was merely bad at communicating with others. He was in his own way kind and gentlemanly too. After getting to know him, Yan Huan found it easy to get along with him.

At least things had been pleasant so far. They hadn’t had any conflicts; mainly because they were both sensible people. Yan Huan, who had lived two lives, wouldn’t take it out on others just because she was suffering.

No one is obliged to tolerate another’s tantrums, or like you and go along with your wishes.

She tried her best to not cause trouble for others, which was actually the best way to help others.

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“Give it to me,” said Song Xihua, extending his hand. Yan Huan blinked. Give what?

Song Xihua reached out and took Yan Huan’s bag.

“I can carry it myself,” said Yan Huan, trying to take her bag back.

“My stamina is better,” said Song Xihua, moving forward. Despite carrying two bags, his breathing was still controlled. Yan Huan, on the other hand, was drenched in sweat.

Yan Huan didn’t insist either. They were on the same boat. They only had a chance to defeat Zhou Zizhe’s team if they both remained useful. Otherwise, they would lose.

Yan Huan didn’t want to lose. Neither did Song Xihua.

Therefore, they set off earlier and slept later. Since they weren’t fast, they would have to make up for it by traveling more.

At night, Yan Huan set her alarm. After sleeping in the wild for a few days, she was already used to it. Even without a tent, she could readily fall asleep on a root.

The alarm rang at daylight. Dewdrops glimmered on the ground. Stepping over the dewdrops, they marched on. With their speed, they should be reaching soon. However, they wanted to reach a day earlier. That would end this season of Man Vs. Wild.

Yan Huan found a shrub to take care of her needs. Just as she was leaving, she heard the sound of a helicopter.

She looked up at the sky. Didn’t the director say that the helicopter would only arrive if they activated the signal flare? Why would it be here now?

The helicopter was flying at her by the time she saw it.

She stood unmoving, thinking that the crew might have had a change in plan. She waited.

The helicopter was getting closer. The wind from the rotor blades mussed her hair, and the sand in it stung her eyes. She rubbed her eyes, feeling that something was amiss.

Squinting her eyes, she could make out Su Muran’s figure.

Her instincts were telling her to run, to dodge. Given Su Muran’s personality, she definitely wasn’t here to give her a ride. She could be here to brag, but there wasn’t much meaning in bragging now.

Yan Huan had lasted until now. Su Muran had already lost, and she was fully aware of it.

Yan Huan sensed danger, a life-threatening danger. The helicopter rammed at her even after she dodged out of the way.

Bam! She fell to the ground. The helicopter kept charging at her, as though it sought to flatten her with its body of steel.

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