Real-Life Battle Royale.
The focus is entirely on escape and elimination.
The production team collaborated with a special forces training facility to borrow a vast, uninhabited desert island. Additionally, twenty well-trained special forces instructors would enter the area alongside the participants.
Everyone was equipped with infrared sensors—if hit by a training infrared gun, they would be eliminated on the spot.
These firearms and other supplies were scattered across various corners of the island, requiring the guests to search for them themselves.
Of course, the instructors would also carry guns. If a guest was “shot” by an instructor, they would be eliminated immediately.
Thus, they not only had to chase and guard against each other in the deep mountains and dense forests but also contend with those highly trained professional instructors.
Such a challenging start had many viewers exclaiming in excitement.
It also left the guests trembling with fear, constantly questioning themselves: “Do I really need this job?”
Of course, the answer didn’t matter.
Because that very night, the guests packed their bags and boarded the bus to the Battle Royale site with anxious hearts.
Upon arrival, the production team arranged for them to rest briefly at a local homestay, as they had to wake up at four the next morning to enter the mountains.
Since there were no live-streaming cameras at their current location, the livestream switched to feeds from their respective phones.
As usual, Lu Heng exchanged simple greetings with Jiang Mian every evening, reminding her to be extra careful the next day. Even these polite and ordinary exchanges were dissected and romanticized by their CP fans.
Zhou Shun and Song Yan also frequently chatted on the Understand Love APP, wishing each other goodnight, much to the delight of their “Shunyan CP” fans.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ling posted a photo of the sunset she had taken on the bus in the Love Friends Circle, captioning it:
【Today’s dusk is exceptionally brilliant. The streetlights and I are chasing after the fading footsteps of the sunset.】
Jiang Qiyu, who had been betrayed by the game today and hadn’t fired a single shot, spotted the post and couldn’t resist leaving a cheeky comment:
【How lucky—today, I saw Kuafu in my friend circle.】
Jiang Ling immediately deleted the Love Friends Circle post.
Jiang Qiyu clicked her tongue, feeling it was rather dull, when a notification suddenly popped up in her chat window.
【Fang Xubai: Teacher Changmao, you’re still awake?】
【Changmao Covered in Shit Stabs Whoever It Touches: I’m asleep.】
【Fang Xubai: …Qiyu-jie, this is my first time playing real-life CS. Can you help me out tomorrow?】
【Changmao Covered in Shit Stabs Whoever It Touches: ..】
【Changmao Covered in Shit Stabs Whoever It Touches: Once you’ve seen the ocean, water is hard to appreciate; now you want to make things hard for me?】
【Fang Xubai: Qiyu-jie, let’s team up tomorrow. I’ll listen to everything you say, just don’t abandon me.】
【Fang Xubai: Wherever you point, that’s my battlefield!】
【Changmao Covered in Shit Stabs Whoever It Touches: Are you trying to be cringey?】
After a pause, Jiang Qiyu thought about the scattered supplies tomorrow and changed her tone.
【Changmao Covered in Shit Stabs Whoever It Touches: Fine, I swear I won’t abandon you tomorrow.】
【Fang Xubai: What if you do abandon me?】
【Changmao Covered in Shit Stabs Whoever It Touches: Then I’ll just swear again.】
After sending that, Jiang Qiyu ignored Fang Xubai and clicked on another person’s profile picture:
【Changmao Covered in Shit Stabs Whoever It Touches: Are you there?】
“……”
No reply.
[Changmao: Ignoring me?]
“……”
Still no reply.
Jiang Qiyu wasn’t discouraged and went straight for the kill:
[Changmao: It’s fine if you ignore me. Your coldness is minus eight degrees, but my autumn pants are firmly in place.]
Seeing the “typing…” indicator pop up in the chat box, she anticipated Qi Yu’s response:
[Changmao: I’ve built up immunity to cringe medicine. I need to talk to you about something.]
[Yu: ?]
[Changmao: CEO Qi, tomorrow we’ll probably be on the same boat to the island, right?]
As the saying goes, leather pants over autumn pants—there must be a reason.
The reason Jiang Qiyu reached out to Qi Yu was mainly because, according to the original novel’s description, this live-action CS mission was fraught with difficulties and twists.
While it was a key moment for the male and female leads’ relationship to heat up, it wasn’t very friendly for cannon fodder like her.
If she remembered correctly, tomorrow the eight of them would enter the deserted island from two different entrances, based on today’s game teams.
Tomorrow’s mission was an individual battle—they could choose to stick together or go their separate ways.
But since she, the deadweight, had to bring Fang Xubai, another deadweight, the two deadweights needed to cling to Qi Yu’s thigh to comfortably coast along. Otherwise, she’d always worry about unexpected mishaps.
As for Jiang Mian.
If things went smoothly, she’d get trapped with Lu Heng, and their feelings would quickly heat up. If not…
Well, then they wouldn’t.
[Changmao: Today, our AKA “We Kill but Don’t Bury” teamwork was pretty smooth, huh…]
As soon as she said this, Qi Yu on the other end almost immediately understood her meaning.
In his room, the man who had just finished showering hadn’t dried his hair yet. A few damp strands hung over his forehead, concealing the faint amusement in his eyes.
Qi Yu pursed his lips, his slender fingers typing quickly on the screen.
[Yu: Weren’t you saying earlier today that you hated teammates like me the most?]
[Changmao: Who said that? How could anyone say that about you?! It’s chilling! It’s outrageous!]
[Changmao: I can’t stand seeing things like this. Here, I’ll send you my payment QR code in a bit. Transfer me 200—it’s not much, but it’s a token of my concern. I hope you can get through this hardship!]
[Yu: I admire your determination and courage to face death with such generosity.]
[Changmao: CEO Qi, don’t think I’m indifferent to you on the surface. Actually, behind your back, I’ve said a lot of bad things about you.]
(Message recalled)
[Changmao: CEO Qi, don’t think I’m indifferent to you on the surface. Actually, behind your back, I’ve said a lot of good things about you. [Rose]]
[Yu: Like what?]
[Changmao: …]
[Changmao: Like… you’re handsome, have long legs, and cook well. You’re practically my idol and dream lover. If you ask me how much I love you, I can only say 300 grams.]
[Changmao: Others might think 300 grams is the weight of a heart, but no one knows—I’m just a little mouse, and 300 grams is my entire body weight!]
Sending these messages, Jiang Qiyu felt absolutely no psychological barrier at all.
As a former professional stand-up comedian, she had these cheesy jokes practically memorized backwards and forwards. Forget just a few nice words—she could flatter someone for three days and three nights without repeating a single line.
But Qi Yu on the other end was genuinely overwhelmed by her shamelessness, immediately furrowing his brows with an expression like the subway grandpa looking at his phone.
[Yu: …]
[Yu: Alright, after seeing these words of yours, whatever sins I may have committed before are now all forgiven.]
Jiang Qiyu didn’t care in the slightest, grinning as she continued typing.
[Changmao: So tomorrow?]
[Yu: As long as you stop saying those idiotic things, whatever you say goes.]