Chapter 111: This Can’t Be My Fault!

Chapter 111: This Can't Be My Fault!

Participating in the global deathmatch is akin to participating in the International Olympics.

Some teams are strong, some are weak, and the difference in strength is enormous.

But even if you know you'll lose, you still can't give up your chance to participate, right?

For small countries that are resource-poor, they don't need to achieve high results.

As long as their athletes make an appearance and demonstrate a strong spirit of sportsmanship, that's all that counts. They grab a few consolation prizes and head home happily.

Everyone is happy with this outcome.

But what actually happened?

Just as we were about to board the bus and head home, the competition committee dropped a bombshell,

announcing another round?!

After narrowly escaping the earlier massacre, they now want us to go and get killed again?!

No one's stupid!

However, before anyone could protest, the assistant added, "It's not just one team fighting; all teams will join forces to encircle."

"Furthermore, any team that participates in the coordinated attack will receive special privileges in the next season. Otherwise, they will be disqualified from the next competition."

The slacking teams glanced at each other.

"Damn, is this tactic really that despicable and shameless?"

"Well, there's no other choice. Let's go for it."

Thus, the slacking teams headed toward a designated point, attempting to form an encirclement.

As the map became clearer, the barrage of live comments exploded:

"Now I understand. Team China is being targeted! No wonder Brother Li and the others were whispering earlier. Did they also guess what's happening now?"

"Isn't this too much? Is this a deliberate plan or a collective suppression? Can't they stand seeing an underdog break through? I'm starting to feel disappointed in this show! I thought this was the pinnacle of deathmatch shows!"

"Are they using a human sea tactic? But even with this tactic, there will be sacrifices, right? Are they willing to be eliminated?"

"Probably because the production team offered some perks. Otherwise, who would be foolish enough to rush in as cannon fodder?"

"Someone upstairs hit the nail on the head. I thought this show was fair, but it turns out there's such behind-the-scenes manipulation?"

"Damn it! If Team China loses this season, we're all going to boycott the next one!"

"Yes! A firm boycott!"

"..."

The director in front of the monitor grew darker and darker. The assistant next to him leaned closer, "Director, we're being heavily criticized. Should we...?"

"What’s that got to do with me? It's the investors' problem."

The director didn’t continue speaking, his expression growing increasingly complex as he gazed at the screen.

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"The closest team is in the southwest direction," Yuan Feng was fixated on his locator, "They should arrive in roughly ten minutes."

Jian Li nodded, "Find a way to jam their radio signals to prevent them from transmitting their position the moment they're eliminated."

"Everyone's seen jungle guerrilla tactics, right?"

"Make good use of the surrounding obstacles,"

"And set up good cover..."

As he said this, he unintentionally turned around, his eyes suddenly widening, "Damn, when did you all get camouflaged?!"

"While you were talking earlier," Luo Wudi said casually, "The black tactical gear stands out too much. We added some green vegetation."

"Mine isn't that professional. Look at them."

Fully covered in green, Zhou Nan and Shi Huayi both grinned simultaneously, "We've undergone field training,"

"We’re experts at camouflage."

Jian Li, "..."

Are special operatives so bold these days? Aren’t they worried about being exposed?

He turned to Huo Xiao, "Need my help... Damn, you’re quick too?"

Huo Xiao smiled slightly, holding up the vegetation in his hand, "Stay still, I’ll help you."

As he spoke, he placed a leaf behind Jian Li's waist.

Jian Li froze again, his voice a bit unnatural, "Watch your hand, don’t reach in too far."

"Where exactly, Brother Li? Speak clearly."

"Haha, Brother Li's turning red! It must be because you touched the wrong spot!"

"The battle’s about to start, and you two are still being so sweet, ahhh, I’m really crying!"

"Brother Xiao, don’t be shy, go a bit further inside!"

"What about me? What about me?!"

Lu Yuanhang stood up from the tree root, "I should probably disguise myself too, what if I'm spotted?"

Luo Wudi glanced over, pondering while rubbing his chin, "That’s a problem."

"Should we tie him to a tree? We'll untie him after the fight?"

Lu Yuanhang, "..." Do we really have to be this cruel?!

"Good idea," Yuan Feng agreed and looked up to find a tree with dense foliage that could conceal someone.

Lu Yuanhang grew panicked. "Wait, wait, this place is a maze. Every tree looks identical. What if you finish the fight and can't find me?"

Jian Li, already camouflaged, let out a soft chuckle. "Then you can stay here and live like a wild man. You’ll still have a chance to call for help in the next season's shoot."

"!!!!!" Lu Yuanhang's face changed dramatically, not for a second thinking that Jian Li was joking. "This is pure revenge!"

"Barefaced—uh—"

The towel was shoved into his mouth again. Yuan Feng grabbed Lu Yuanhang's collar and hoisted him up the tree.

With Lu Yuanhang watching in complete horror, Yuan Feng tied the ropes while giving a half-smile. "Don't worry, we’ll definitely find you, because we have a locator."

Yuan Feng left the latter part unspoken.

His expression remained somewhat reserved.

After tying him up, Yuan Feng jumped down from the tree and glanced at his wristwatch. "Brother Li, three minutes left."

Jian Li nodded. "Everyone, take your positions."

"Ready,"

"Go—"

Thus, Lu Yuanhang, tied to the tree, heard the broadcast every so often,

"Congratulations to Team China for securing five points!"

"Congratulations to Team China for securing seven points!"

"Congratulations to Team China for securing six points!"

"Congratulations to Team China—"

His eyes widened in shock, silently cursing in his heart, Damn, I'm tired of saying how 'strong' they are!

"So cool! 'Feint to the east, strike in the west! Lure the tiger out of the mountain! Hit the grass to startle the snake! Take the opportunity to seize the sheep! Catch the thief by closing the door!' They almost used all the Thirty-Six Stratagems."

"Hilarious! They started in an encirclement formation, but ended up running everywhere?! Shouting, 'Team China is coming!' 'Run!'"

"This is such a satisfying plot, it's like a weight has been lifted off my mind!"

"I wonder what the production team was thinking. Even if they wanted to encircle us, they should have sent someone more capable. Now, it’s like they’re just giving points to Team China."

"Haha, I bet the director is dumbfounded too. Team China’s points shot up like a rocket!"

In front of the monitor, the director was indeed a bit confused at this moment. "Sigh—"

"This isn’t what I expected." He scratched his head irritably, then turned to his assistant. "You need to vouch for me. I did follow the investor's requirements, but who knew they would top the charts straight away?!"

"This really can’t be blamed on me..."