Trials Under the Eternal Sky Chapter 3

Riley Wu's situation at this moment was similar to that of a stray cat dragging a plastic bag.

He was walking with difficulty in the hills covered with tangled branches and leaves, pulling the parachute canvas.

The sky gradually darkened. The landforms in the distance condensed into silent black shadows, and the smell of the soil was even more fishy and thicker than before.

In the past half hour, Riley Wu has taken every possible approach to save himself.

First he fell down and tried to scam the emergency rescue mechanism.

Then he dug hard in an open area and tried to write "sos" to ask for help from the outside world.

However, half an hour later, he not only completely lost the trust of the law enforcement machine, but also lost a precious engineer shovel during the excavation project.

From an energetic main dancer to an exhausted groundhog.

"Final warning, contestant 300012 please enter the battle within five minutes."

Riley Wu grunted as he put down the waterproof canvas, turned around and retorted tragically: "Contestant No. 300012 has clearly tried very hard!"

The next second, his eyes widened in shock.

At the end of the direction of travel, you can hear the water flowing in the riverbed and the sound of bullets exploding.

"!!!" Riley Wu threw the parachute away without hesitation, turned around and ran away.

There was a pause in the exchange of fire in the distance, and then there were the sounds of three or two footsteps approaching Riley Wu rapidly.

Riley Wu's heartbeat reached its limit.

According to the prompt on the watch on the right arm, the audition mechanism of the Crosson reality show is quite simple and straightforward - contestants are only equipped with basic survival tools at the beginning, and all survival and combat resources are scattered around the map.

The last 10 players who survive will advance.

This reminded Riley Wu of the 80-yuan hour-long live-action CS game he had bought in a group purchase.

The difference is that this selection map is far beyond his understanding.

Judging from the gunshots behind me, the firefight on the river bank was extremely fierce.

This was completely opposite to what Riley Wu had predicted half an hour ago.

The entire map is very large. Under the game mechanism of survival of the fittest and no reward for killing, the strategy of hiding in the jungle is far better than direct confrontation, and large-scale firefights are impossible.

Unless---the resource benefits are lucrative enough for all players to risk their lives.

How can this be?!

While he was thinking, a bullet suddenly shot out from behind and hit the pile of fallen leaves two meters away from Riley Wu.

Riley Wu's mind went blank in an instant. In his mind, which was still pondering the model of the game rules, only the bloody scene remained.

A small piece of Riley Wu.

Soft and lying on the ground.

There was a hole in his forehead, and blood was gushing out like a little blue whale spouting water.

Riley Wu: "Ahhhhhhhh---"

The light in the jungle was dim, and the lush trees were barely discernible in the evening sky. All scenery turned into a shadow in the rapid escape.

On the river bank, someone whispered, "South 4, outflanking."

The barrel turned, and two shadows quickly swept to the left. The hard-soled hiking shoes fell to the ground silently, with only a slight sound when the bolt was pulled and the bullet was pushed into the chamber.

Riley Wu's ear bones vibrated slightly, and he subconsciously changed direction, rolling sideways to hide behind a tree, showing off his excellent male group breaking dance skills.

At the same time, the trigger on the left rear side was pulled, and the bullet hit the place where he was just now accurately.

The commander of the temporary hunting team was stunned: "What was that just now?!"

The sniper was confused for a moment: "I've never seen this kind of tactical evasion before."

While he was stunned, Riley Wu had already disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in a panic.

A quarter of an hour later, Riley Wu, who was finally confirmed to be safe, fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes red with anger and grievance.

He wants to go home! He wants to call the police!

When he gets out, the headline of tomorrow's newspaper will be "Bravo trainees destroy illegal gun den, illegal program crew will be severely punished by law"!

However, before Riley Wu walked out of the jungle, he was followed by hunger, cold and lack of water.

The canvas of the parachute had been discarded in the one-sided exchange of fire just now, and the only things left in the initial supply package were a piece of compressed biscuit, a plastic bag, a rope and a piece of metal of unknown use.

The water source near the river bank is always guarded. Looking down from the mountain, the light of the bonfire in the distance is reflected on the river bank, and there is a broken moon in the ripples.

If it was a week ago, seeing this scene, Riley Wu would definitely move a small stool, take out his guitar and write a song for the beautiful nature.

Now they are just suffering from hunger and cold.

Riley Wu sat on the tree stump and glanced at the bonfire in the distance again, his stomach growling with envy.

Unexpectedly, the next second, gunshots rang out at the campfire.

At the foot of the mountain, the two men guarding the river quickly went into the forest to check and suddenly let out a scream.

Immediately afterwards, two silver-white balls rolled out from the dense forest and fell into the river with a splash.

Riley Wu was stunned and couldn't help but eat the only piece of compressed biscuit to calm himself down.

However, it did not relieve his hunger at all.

Maybe he was very hungry, and the cookies seemed very delicious. In the dim forest, the only sounds were the slight opening and closing of plastic paper and the unfamiliar footsteps of hiking boots stepping on broken leaves.

Riley Wu's back suddenly stiffened.

The footsteps were very light, and each step had exactly the same interval.

The people came up the mountain from the river bank.

The coniferous forest was full of sand and broken leaves. Riley Wu even wondered how there could be such light footsteps, almost like a ghost crawling out of the river. He thought of the gunshots at the foot of the mountain just now - he never saw a third person by the campfire from beginning to end.

Riley Wu was almost connected to the tree stump, huddled pitifully in the mountain, staring intently ahead.

Even so, he could only hear the other person's footsteps but not his breathing.

He only knew that it was facing his own direction.

There was a click, like the safety of a gun being released.

Riley Wu's pupils suddenly shrank.

The sound came from behind, a slight collision of metal mechanical components, seemingly less than ten centimeters away from his ear - the trigger was about to be pulled.

Riley Wu's face turned pale: "Help me! It's all a misunderstanding!"

The hot barrel of the gun scraped against the boy's curly hair.

The muzzle of the gun was still pointed at him. Under the moonlight, half of Riley Wu's pale face was exposed. His eyes were tightly closed, and he looked soft like a rabbit spirit growing out of a tree stump.

Half of his hand was tightly holding a compressed biscuit, and the supplies under his feet were the most meager in the whole venue.

The man sighed: "Where did this rabbit spirit come from?"

He has a low voice, and his tone is cold and a little hoarse.

Riley Wu shook his head desperately.

Then he turned away tremblingly.

He was a tall man, about 26 or 27 years old, with a deep and handsome face, very attractive, and when he lowered his head, the sharpness in his eyebrows and eyes was like an eagle in the mountains.

Unlike the contestants seen in the cabin, he did not have exaggerated muscles. However, once he approached, it was like being confronted by a sharp bayonet.

There was no warmth in the man's eyes.

Riley Wu only took a quick glance and quickly lowered his head. At this moment, he thought of the water ghost again. A water ghost would not look like this, but normal people would not look at people like this either.

The man held the gun with his left hand. His arm was strong from the rolled-up sleeves. He held it loosely against Riley Wu's head, like pinching a rabbit's ears. "You're so weak, what are you doing here?"

Riley Wu said sincerely: "I took the wrong path."

"Wrong way?"

"I was originally going to participate in the xx idol audition..."

The man showed an expression that was half-smile.

It was not until this moment that he began to have some aura of a normal person.

Riley Wu always felt that he had seen this face somewhere before. His memory was always very good, whether it was on the screen or on a poster, he could always match it up once he remembered it. But this time, he couldn't find it no matter what he did.

The man asked, "Can you cook?"

Riley Wu: "Ah?"

The next second, Riley Wu reacted and nodded quickly.

The slightly hot barrel was finally removed from the soft hair.

Riley Wu's bag of supplies was forcibly handed over without hesitation.

The man took out the silver-black metal from inside, tore open the backpack's compartment, pulled out some fluff, twisted it up and spread it on the pile of dead leaves. He was over 1.8 meters tall, and when he leaned over, he was also faintly intimidating.

Then suddenly a dagger appeared in his hand.

Riley Wu: "!!!"

Man: "Left site."

Riley Wu stood obediently to the left and shrank back nicely.

The man ordered again: "Stand aside and block the wind."

Riley Wu tried to stretch himself.

The next moment, the dagger in the man's left hand slashed across the metal at high speed, and at the intersection, sparks of lightning suddenly jumped out in the dull air. The wool below was ignited by the heat, and the scattered light points spread to the pile of firewood, gradually gathering into a small cluster of firm flames.

Textbook ignition.

Riley Wu stared blankly. After the man threw the metal block away, it took a long time before he spoke earnestly: "Brother, do I... have to stand here to block the wind?"

The man didn't expect him to ask this question, and he looked at Riley Wu for a second longer. His eyes were like looking at a useless little animal: "Whatever."

Seeing that he did not refute the "big brother", Riley Wu finally felt a little safer under the protection of a big man. He quickly picked up the discarded piece of metal, and combined it with the high school chemistry knowledge in his mind, and immediately stood in awe.

It turns out that this is the precious mg magnesium, magnesium bar!

Seeing the boss looking here, he quickly blinked and spoke to express his loyalty: "Brother, there is still such a big piece, just in case it is useful tomorrow night..."

The man put away the dagger, and the sharp blade dangling in his hand made Riley Wu tremble with fear: "The game will end tomorrow morning."

Riley Wu was confused: "Ah? Why..."

"Because I have something else to do this afternoon."

Riley Wu was filled with awe. He couldn't help but move closer to the fire to block the wind and let the blazing bonfire highlight the glory of the boss.

In the firelight, the man had already changed into a long-handled hunting rifle.

Riley Wu then remembered the value of being left behind and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what are we going to eat tonight!"

The man raised his gun, aimed at a rabbit behind the bushes, and said casually: "Your kind."