Chapter 97: Guests Should Be Complete, Not Leaving Any Poor Performer Behind!

Chapter 97: Guests Should Be Complete, Not Leaving Any Poor Performer Behind!

Not to mention the Vendetta Squad, who were quite dissatisfied upon hearing about the hidden mission,

even Lu Yuanhang himself felt a chill run down his spine.

"Why should I be the hostage?" he frowned, "Can you guarantee they won't take personal revenge?!"

"What if something happens to me during filming..."

Indeed,

Lu Yuanhang was afraid,

afraid that these entertainment industry 'bandits,' who never played by the rules, would target him first.

Even if they didn't have such intentions, a few minor pranks would be enough to make his life miserable!

The director laughed when he heard this, "Brother Yuanhang, I'm doing this for your own good. If no one protects you, I feel like you wouldn't last three seconds."

Lu Yuanhang, "..."

Damn!

This seems to be the truth!

"For the sake of the show's effect, everyone should bear with each other," the director began to soothe, "After all, we're the first season's lone warriors, right?"

"Everyone should stick together, not leaving any poor performer behind."

Just as Lu Yuanhang was about to nod, he heard the last sentence and angrily asked, "Who are you calling a poor performer?! Is this blatant discrimination?!"

"Alright, let's head to the airport!"

An assistant shouted, and the Vendetta Squad turned and walked away.

Leaving Lu Yuanhang standing there alone.

He glanced at the camera and thought, hostage or not,

with 24-hour continuous filming, they can't do anything to me, right?!

If they dare... then let the audience see their ugly faces!

With that thought, Lu Yuanhang marched out of the hotel with his head held high.

By now, the live stream had already started, and the comments were flooding in,

"Why does it feel like a fish is walking into a trap? Looking at Lu Yuanhang, he seems pretty eager?"

"I remember the Global Hunt shooting island is much more dangerous than the island from the first season of Lone Warriors. There are helicopters patrolling everywhere, ready to rescue guests in trouble. Is Lu Yuanhang really going to be okay?!"

"Why worry about whether he's okay or not? He signed the life-and-death contract, after all. One willing to fight, one willing to suffer."

"I can't wait to see how Lu Yuanhang gets 'protected.' It's bound to be hilarious!"

Half an hour later, they arrived at the airport.

The production team had a dedicated waiting room and security passage.

After waiting for nearly twenty minutes, the guests boarded the flight to the shooting location.

Yuan Feng automatically sat next to Luo Xiaohong but was called up by Shi Huayi, "Brother, can I sit here?"

Yuan Feng looked up, "What? Aren't you sitting with Director Zhou?"

Zhou Nan happened to pass by and rolled her eyes, "Who wants to sit with him."

Realizing what he said sounded off, his ears turned red, and he added, "Together!"

Luo Xiaohong was a bit impatient, "Are you still bickering? Bicker all you want, but don't involve others."

She closed her eyes, "Men are such a hassle."

Shi Huayi, "..."

Is this gender discrimination now?!

Fine, I won't cause trouble!

He reluctantly walked over to sit next to Zhou Nan, tensing up the entire time, afraid of touching her.

But less than half an hour after takeoff, he started dozing off, his head involuntarily leaning on Zhou Nan's shoulder.

Zhou Nan, who originally wanted to keep her distance, relaxed her posture,

lowering her shoulder to make it more comfortable for him...

"Still studying the rules?" Huo Xiao looked over, his deep voice tinged with amusement, "You didn't seem this engaged when reading the script."

"How do you know I wasn't engaged?" Jian Li raised an eyebrow, meeting Huo Xiao's deep gaze, slightly stunned, then quickly lowered his head, "I read every page."

Huo Xiao, "Any insights?"

"Insights are," Jian Li paused, "How does this author manage to write like this?!"

Huo Xiao's smile widened, "Maybe it's too realistic?"

"You call that realistic?!" Jian Li's eyes widened in disbelief, "How many times a night?!"

"Are you not afraid..."

...of exhausting yourself to death?!

The words were too shameful for Jian Li to utter.

Huo Xiao pursed his lips and abruptly changed the subject, "What about the rules of the Global Hunt?"

"They're pretty straightforward and brutal," Jian Li lowered his eyes, his long-fingered hand landing on the booklet, "The guests form teams automatically and start from different forest entrances. If they encounter other teams, they can choose to run or fight."

"Of course, eliminating opponents earns you points,"

"As long as you reach the destination within three days, you pass safely,"

"Then, the ranking is determined by points for the next round of the hunt."

Huo Xiao nodded, "Sounds simple, but it's actually very harsh. Even if you arrive safely, it's not safe because you still have to rank by points."

"The production team is encouraging more competition,"

"It seems that marketing tactics abroad are similar to those at home."

Before he finished speaking, Jian Li shoved the booklet into Huo Xiao’s arms, "Go to sleep."

"Alright."

Huo Xiao put the booklet aside, his eyes softening as he looked at the profile of the person beside him.

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By the time they reached the assembly point, it was already evening,

with continuous drizzle and poor weather.

The assistant was about to explain that the forecast was inaccurate, but noticed the guests had already walked out of the airport with serious expressions,

standing directly in the rain without any fuss.

Of course, there was an exception.

Lu Yuanhang was the last to come out. Seeing the rain, he began to complain, "What's going on? Didn't you do your homework? How are we supposed to shoot in the rain?"

"And no umbrellas? Your crew is really terrible!"

The assistant quickly opened an umbrella for Lu Yuanhang, shielding most of the rain, before he deigned to step out.

Outside the airport, a limousine was waiting.

Jian Li got in first, followed by the other guests. When Lu Yuanhang was about to climb in,

Luo Xiaohong asked coldly, "No special seat for hostages?"

"There's an empty seat in the front passenger side, go sit there!"

"Pfft," Lu Yuanhang sneered, "Like anyone wants to sit next to you guys!"

He plopped into the front passenger seat, and the driver tossed him a backpack, saying in English,

"Survival gear."

"What?" Lu Yuanhang didn’t understand.

The driver turned around, a cruel smile curling his lips, repeating in broken Chinese, "Killing tools!"

Lu Yuanhang shuddered, "A-are you a legitimate variety show?!"

It felt like being kidnapped!

The blond, blue-eyed driver laughed, "Hahaha, don't you have a sense of humor?"

"This is the show effect—"

Lu Yuanhang couldn’t understand at all and was too embarrassed to ask the others to translate, so he opened the backpack to ease the awkwardness,

He dug through it and suddenly pulled out a Swiss Army knife, his face turning pale,

"You’re not really expecting us to kill each other, right?!"

"Let me out of this car!"

"I’m not doing this anymore!"