Chapter 10
At this moment, Shen Jinfeng somewhat missed the days when he had carried out missions alone.
He reminded himself three times in his heart.
He was now the boss of a team. He was now the boss of a team. He was now the boss of a team.
And unlike before, when he could choose his subordinates or pick a boss during missions, he had no autonomy here.
This little team was the mess left behind by the original owner, who had formed it himself.
He quietly raised his head and watched for a moment.
He Erwang looked like he was about to cry, but his face was turned toward midair.
“Boss, what do I do? I can’t get down.”
[I’m numb. I thought He Erwang might not be able to climb up, thought he might fall, thought he might get hurt, but I never expected he wouldn’t dare come down.]
[The way he’s hugging the tree trunk now looks like a child hugging his mother. You couldn’t pry him off if you tried.]
[Actually, you can’t blame him. It’s over ten meters high! Anyway, when I stand beside the protective railing on the fifth floor at school and look down, my heart starts pounding.]
[What now? How likely is He Erwang to temporarily break through his psychological fear?]
[If he doesn’t break through it, is he going to wait to die on that tree?]
[I feel like Shen Jinfeng and Qi Xiu must be breaking down inside. They thought their teammate was a king-tier player, but he turned out to be worse than bronze.]
#HeErwangHugsTreeAndDaresNotComeDown also quickly climbed onto the trending searches.
Clearly, He Erwang had agile skills. As long as he dared to look down a little, getting down from the tree should not be a problem.
But just as clearly, he could not overcome his psychological fear, and the situation was almost unsolvable.
No one placed their hopes on Shen Jinfeng and Qi Xiu.
The whole little team’s equipment was pitifully miserable. For such a tall tree, without an aerial ladder or a helicopter, even if there were one more person who could climb trees, could that person really drag someone else down?
That would be far too dangerous.
Just as everyone was discussing it, even Sun Xinping in front of the screen was brainstorming how to handle the matter.
Surely What Kind of Person Are You? would not have a guest fall at the first hurdle on the very first day of broadcast, right?
On the screen, Shen Jinfeng’s eyes moved slightly, and he sighed very softly.
If Being Human were not a virtual space with impeccable audio capture, perhaps no one would have heard it.
But before everyone had time to express sympathy or criticism over his sigh…
The cold-looking young man took off his backpack and placed it on the ground, then pulled out a long “rope” from inside.
It was not a rope from the real world.
It was a “leaf rope” woven from leaves, so long that its length could not be judged by sight.
[Holy crap, where did this leaf rope come from?]
[I just chose Shen Jinfeng’s perspective. When he walked away, he picked a lot of leaves. He made it earlier.]
Shen Jinfeng wrapped one end of the leaf rope around his right hand, tied a knot, and raised his eyes.
Then, just like that, calmly and leisurely as if taking a stroll in a courtyard, he headed toward the coconut tree where He Erwang was.
His movements were nowhere near as wide and aggressive as He Erwang’s had been earlier.
He merely climbed with both hands gripping the trunk, and in just a few breaths, it was as if he were walking diagonally up the tree trunk.
In the blink of an eye, he was sitting beside He Erwang.
He patted He Erwang’s shoulder. “Come on, hold the rope.”
[! I hate that I have no culture, so all I can say is holy shit. Holy shit!]
[I only blinked once, and he “walked” up the tree?]
[I’ve never imagined someone could go up a tree by walking. He Erwang climbed for more than twenty minutes earlier, right? Did Shen Jinfeng even walk for twenty seconds?]
[No, I’m really starting to suspect whether “Being Human” has secretly evolved. Can it implant martial arts into people now?]
[What max-level taekwondo, karate, and judo? Shen Jinfeng has legendary Chinese Kung Fu!]
[So handsome, ahhhhhhh!]
[I want to try it too!]
[Try it? Try it and die.]
[My god, could Shen Jinfeng secretly be an inheritor of ancient martial arts in normal life?]
[But even if he went up there, it’s no use.]
[Upstairs, don’t speak too soon. Have you forgotten how many times you’ve been slapped in the face? Big Shot Shen always has his own way.]
[Exactly. I actually believe now that Shen Jinfeng can bring me surprises. He definitely has a way!]
Shen Jinfeng did indeed have a way.
While He Erwang looked dazed and instinctively obeyed by grabbing the other end of the leaf rope,
Shen Jinfeng wound the leaf rope around him, tightly wrapping it from under his armpits to his waist and knees.
“Boss, what are you do—”
He Erwang had only just come back to his senses, and before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt his whole body suspended in midair.
His eyes widened in terror, and a scream burst from his throat. “Ah!”
Then Shen Jinfeng directly pushed him out.
Shen Jinfeng held one end of the leaf rope, while the other end was firmly tied around He Erwang’s entire body. The several meters in the middle were left for him to adjust.
He looked as if he were flying a kite, holding the spool and lowering He Erwang down from the treetop.
Because the entire leaf rope was not long enough, he lowered He Erwang while turning his body sideways, taking several leaps and stepping down from the treetop on the leaves.
Before anyone could even react, He—Kite—Erwang had already been “lowered” to the ground.
Shen Jinfeng landed half a beat after him and helped He Erwang up.
Very naturally, he reached out and patted He Erwang’s purple hair that had been fluttering in the wind. “Are you all right?”
He Erwang’s eyes were blank.
He looked up at the top of the coconut tree where he had stayed for more than an hour and thought would become the place of his death, then looked down at the leaf rope that had naturally come loose after he landed.
“I’m fine.” The look he gave Shen Jinfeng had clearly changed.
It was as if a chuunibyou boy had suddenly seen Ultraman!
At the side, Qi Xiu also looked at Shen Jinfeng with eyes full of stars.
“Boss, you’re too amazing!”
Reminded by him, He Erwang racked his brain for a long while.
His eyes lit up. “Boss, you are my god!”
[Pfft, I was eating late-night snacks and sprayed out a mouthful of Coke.]
[What do I do? As a fan, I really kind of don’t want to acknowledge this idol anymore. Unfollowing for one minute.]
[What’s wrong with that? What He Erwang said is very fitting. Ahhhhh, Big Shot Shen, you are my god!!!]
[It’s over. I seem to hear a voice in my ears.]
Shen Jinfeng calmly packed away the leaf rope and put it back into his backpack. “It’s getting late. Let’s go back.”
The two of them obediently nodded.
Only, when He Erwang squatted down and picked up the spoils of war from being trapped for more than an hour—there were still two coconuts left—he looked at the stretch of coconut trees within sight. “Boss, should we pick some more coconuts?”
“If you don’t want to go up, let me do it!”
Shen Jinfeng: “???”
“And then I bring you down again?”
He Erwang pursed his lips somewhat awkwardly.
How should he put it? Just now, it had felt like riding an aerial slide. It had been so comfortable!
The first time had been his first attempt, with no experience, so he had not properly savored it. Could he be given another chance?
But naturally, he could not say that.
So he pursed his lips. “Two coconuts aren’t enough for us to eat.”
“Boss, why don’t we take a few more coconuts back? How about making coconut fish tomorrow?”
Shen Jinfeng’s steps paused. He was persuaded.
Coconut fish was delicious!
Perhaps it was because the first mission 888 had taken him to complete had been in a zombie world.
He had starved miserably in that world. During his newbie period, he had still been a tiny weakling. After going through countless hardships to complete the mission, for a long time afterward, whenever he saw food, he could not help wanting to eat it and hoard it.
Seeing Shen Jinfeng turn around, He Erwang became eager to try. “Boss, this time I’ll go up—”
He had not finished speaking.
Shen Jinfeng casually picked up a few pebbles from the ground and threw them toward a coconut tree not far away with several sharp whooshes.
There were quite a lot of coconuts on that tree, six in total.
In an instant, all six coconuts dropped to the ground.
!
He Erwang: “…”
That simple?
That easy?
He remembered the hesitant expression on Shen Jinfeng’s face when he had volunteered himself to pick coconuts at the beginning, and felt a wave of heat burn from his neck to the tips of his ears.
Then what had he been struggling so hard with earlier?
Help. This deserted island might not be very suitable for his survival.
Qi Xiu’s gaze toward Shen Jinfeng was no longer merely grateful. It was overflowing with worship. “Boss, you really are too amazing!”
Shen Jinfeng nodded and indicated for the two of them to pick up the coconuts and head back.
Now that he knew this coconut grove existed, along with the endless supply of fish by the sea, the survival difficulty of this deserted island was much easier than he had estimated.
Qi Xiu obediently picked up the coconuts and followed beside Shen Jinfeng. “Boss, should I help you carry your backpack?”
Shen Jinfeng had originally wanted to refuse, but when his gaze swept over Qi Xiu’s backpack, which had been empty from the moment he carried it out until now, he changed his mind.
“I’ll switch with you. Give me yours.”
Qi Xiu hurriedly took off his own backpack and handed it to Shen Jinfeng.
Then he saw Shen Jinfeng casually grab a handful of withered grass with sickle-like leaves from the roadside and stuff it into the newly acquired empty backpack.
…Fine.
As long as Boss was happy.
How could these grasses be useless?
Wasn’t the rope that had just saved He Erwang made from leaves?
He copied Shen Jinfeng’s actions and grabbed a handful of grass that looked about the same, asking, “Boss, is this the grass you want to pick?”
Shen Jinfeng: “!”
“Put it down!”
You call this blood-sealing aconite grass?
Qi Xiu was so frightened his hand trembled, and he threw the freshly picked aconite onto the ground. “W-what’s wrong?”
Shen Jinfeng explained concisely, “It’s poisonous.”
Qi Xiu turned pale with fright. “Then, Boss, why did you pick so much…”
Shen Jinfeng followed his gaze toward the mugwort he had just stuffed into the backpack and fell silent for a long while.
“Do they look the same to you?”
Qi Xiu carefully observed for a long time, then said guiltily, “They feel… not very different.”
Shen Jinfeng: “Be good. From now on, don’t pick wild grass by the roadside.”
Qi Xiu nodded weakly.
[My god, who understands the weight of that “be good”?]
[So charming, help! Look at Qi Xiu’s face right now—it’s like a boiled shrimp! Who understands? If such a handsome guy who currently looks perfect in every way called me good like that, I could give him my life.]
[Pfft, what greasy literature are you imagining? Reasonably suspecting upstairs’ attribute.]
[I’m dying of laughter. Isn’t Qi Xiu acting as me? Where do these two grasses look different?]
[I just looked it up. One is the familiar mugwort that can repel mosquitoes, and the other is aconite, whose juice was supposedly smeared on swords in ancient times to seal the throat with one strike.]
[Then why doesn’t Shen Jinfeng explain it? Give Qi Xiu a little science lesson.]
[Uh, would that be useful? If he explained it, would Qi Xiu be able to tell them apart? Directly declaring that he shouldn’t pick wild grass by the roadside is enough. Can you really expect Qi Xiu, who can’t see any difference between mugwort and aconite when they’re right in front of him, to pick “wild grass”?]
[Speaking of which, what is He Erwang doing?]
After walking for a while, Shen Jinfeng and Qi Xiu also remembered the remaining teammate who had somehow suddenly lost all sense of presence.
Qi Xiu looked back in confusion. “Where’s He Erwang? Why hasn’t he caught up?”
Shen Jinfeng also turned back.
He saw He Erwang holding a handful of pebbles and throwing them at the coconut tree.
One pebble flew halfway into the air, one hit the trunk, one nearly smashed himself, and one finally hit a coconut, but the coconut’s movement was weaker than if it had been blown by the wind…
After using up the pebbles in his hand, He Erwang enthusiastically squatted down to pick up a second handful.
“If I practice more, I’ll eventually hit one.”
Shen Jinfeng: “…”
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