Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 614 Storm Crisis

Chapter 614: Chapter 614 Storm Crisis

Wilderness Survival Day 25.

The weather was overcast.

The temperature was 18 degrees.

Today, the wind on the island was stronger, and for safety reasons, several teams by the lake reinforced their tents.

Even Shang Shaojing and the two other teams on the lake had no choice but to anchor their boats in the shallow water.

The atmospheric pressure was very low, as if it wanted to completely crush people in this lifeless area.

After two days of investigation, Zhuola had completely given up hope on this area of the lake.

She could clearly feel that with the destruction of that formation object, the Feng Shui energies of this particular lake were rapidly draining away.

No, to be precise, they were returning to their original course.

This really irked her.

The thing she had sought for years and was about to obtain effortlessly was ruined by that woman!

Thus, Zhuola did not just leave but hid not far from the shore.

On the other hand, Team Q’s atmosphere was unprecedentedly high.

Because their wooden cabin was completed!

As the last plank fit into place, everyone cheered.

The thing built tirelessly over three days actually looked quite decent, although not large, but adequate enough for a place to reside.

"Wow, wow, wow, the people of Team Q have such strong practical skills, they built a house so quickly!"

"It looks so nice, a lakeshore cabin, I really want to live with them woo woo woo."

"I’m dying of laughter, Sister Li truly is a miraculous woman who can turn any show into an exclusive pastoral style."

Bai Lu joyfully placed freshly picked wildflowers inside and took a deep breath, "This raw wood indeed feels like living in a vast forest."

Yu Li also closed his eyes and enjoyed, "This house is really nice, right by the lake, and you—"

He subconsciously looked towards Zhao Lang, intending to ask him how much it would cost to buy this place.

But then he remembered that Zhao Lang didn’t want to reveal his identity, so he gave up. frёewebnoѵēl.com

He could always ask after the program ended.

After all, even an eight-figure offer was something he could consider.

Seeing everyone happy, Zhao Lang also felt good and clapped his hands, "Now that the house is built, we definitely need to celebrate. How about this, I’ll treat everyone today. What would you all like to eat?"

Bai Lu teased, "Young Master Gu really is wealthy and generous, treating us so many days in a row without batting an eye."

Zhao Lang laughed, "Of course, I spare no expense when treating my saviors."

Besides.

If he ran out of points, there were plenty of people outside, and eliminating just one could get him a meal.

(Other guests: ?)

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Li, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Just as he finished speaking, his view was blocked by something shiny.

Zhao Lang looked up to see Jiang Yan standing on a stool with a not-to-be-messed-with expression on his face.

The other sneered, "Why don’t you ask me what I want to eat?"

"Well—"

"I want hotpot, and the same M9 from last time!"

Zhao Lang’s expression remained unchanged, still smiling gently, "Okay."

The ingredients were quickly delivered, and just when everyone was happily preparing to set the table, Jiang Li looked at the lake and said, "The wind is picking up; we should eat inside instead."

Bai Lu hesitated for only two seconds before bringing the pot inside, "Okay, let’s eat inside then."

Consequently, eight people successively crowded into the cabin, making the small space suddenly feel cramped.

Jiang Yan, annoyed, clicked his tongue and was about to complain about why Zhao Lang didn’t run back to his own tent, when he noticed a cold gaze from beside him.

He slightly raised his head and met Pei Ye’s dead eyes, his scalp instinctively tingled, and he subconsciously remembered the scene when this guy suddenly jumped down from a tree and choked two members of Team A with his bare hands upon arriving ashore.

Hmm, this guy was a character; it was better not to provoke him.

So, Jiang Yan very consciously shut his mouth again.

Outside, the sky became even darker, and the wind grew stronger.

Soon, the aroma of the hot pot in the cabin drifted into the other tents with the wind.

The members of Team A, looking at the cold canned food in their hands, immediately lost their appetite.

One of them directly pulled out a tranquilizer gun, "Damn it, let’s just go eliminate Team Q now, and we’ll even have ready-made hot pot to eat!"

"Yes, yes, captain, we’ve been waiting so many days already, they must be least vigilant now, should we attack?"

Ji Yanbai looked at the remaining two attack opportunities on his watch and nodded.

"That’s good, so as to avoid unnecessary complications."

He pressed the attack button and then picked up his gear.

But the moment he stepped out of the tent, the fierce wind nearly blew him off his feet.

The tent door that was just lifted nearly got blown away too.

Thankfully, the person beside him promptly stabilized it, preventing the tent from being ripped apart.

Looking at the ominously dark sky above, they swallowed hard.

"Boss, what’s with this terrifying weather?"

Ji Yanbai narrowed his eyes, fixated on the swirling dark clouds overhead; after tossing his firearms to his teammate, he ran to the top of the hill.

Looking through binoculars, it was just as he suspected—the sea on the other side of the mountain had turned ink-black, howling as if it wanted to swallow the entire island.

"Not good!"

He cursed under his breath and then rushed down, urgently instructing his teammates, "Forget about Team Q, quickly get out all the stakes!"

His teammate was puzzled, "Boss, it’s just a bit of wind, is it necessary?"

The blood in Ji Yanbai’s eyes was evident, "This is an order! If a real storm hits later, people could die, you know?!"

The others, having never seen Ji Yanbai like this, also realized something was wrong and hurriedly got to work.

[What’s going on, why do Team A’s people look like they’re gearing up for war?]

[Yeah, but looking at Sister Li and the others happily enjoying hot pot, it should be okay, right?]

[Feels like it might rain; this weather is so wrong. It’s broad daylight, but it’s dark like night.]

[Rain is pretty normal too, it’s been sunny for so many days; it’s about time.]

Inside the director’s booth, the assistant director also hurried in.

"Director, we received a storm warning from the meteorological station, should we notify the guests?"

He Pingzhang, interestedly watching the small cabin on the screen, hooked his lips and said, "Discerning weather is part of survival skills. If we tell them everything in advance, why even have them participate in a survival program?"

Prophetically enough.

Just after Team A had set up their wind-resistant tents and reinforced them, large raindrops began to fall.

In an instant, the entire island seemed to merge with the black sea, terrifying yet suffocating.

It wasn’t until a flash of lightning streaked across the sky above the island that the people in the small cabin finally snapped out of their trance.

Bai Lu looked out the window in horror at the turbulent lake water, "My God, it’s raining and it’s so heavy!"