My cousin asked me to go to Wuha, and Hanikezi stuck to me.

"You'll be screaming soon."

Chen Yi strode forward, leading the way into the deep rainforest.

Hanikezi followed closely behind him, clutching the folding Swiss Army knife provided by the production team, her large eyes scanning the surrounding bushes warily.

"Chen Yi, slow down," Hanikezi said in a low voice, her footsteps crunching on the soft fallen leaves. "What if there's a snake?"

Chen Yi stopped and turned around.

He glanced around at the terrain and pointed to the slope to his right.

"The soil there is dark in color, and it has obvious characteristics of a leeward slope. There are mostly freshwater streams and bamboo forests below," Chen Yi said calmly. "Snakes don't like those dark and damp windward areas."

The cameraman following behind the two was stunned.

He carried the heavy machine, weighing dozens of kilograms, and asked, panting, "Professor Chen, you also know about geology?"

"Common sense." Chen Yi held out his hand. "Give me the knife."

Hanikezi obediently handed over the Swiss Army knife.

Chen Yi walked down the slope and sure enough, a large, dense wild bamboo forest appeared.

He held the palm-sized Swiss Army knife in one hand and walked to a bamboo stalk as thick as a thigh.

Use your wrist to generate force.

"Click!"

The blade precisely cuts into the most vulnerable joint of the bamboo.

Without pausing for a moment, Chen Yi swiftly sliced ​​a perfect notch in the bamboo stalk with his knife. Then, he raised his long leg and delivered a powerful kick.

The bamboo, which was more than ten meters tall, crashed to the ground.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

The cameraman was stunned, not even having time to focus the lens.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

【? ? ? 】

[Is that a Swiss Army knife? I thought he was carrying a machete!]

[That power generation technique! That core strength! Chen Yi has definitely trained in private!]

Old Wang was probably dumbfounded in front of the monitor. What happened to the promised hardship on a desert island?

"What are you standing there for?" Chen Yi turned to Hanikezi and pointed to the large banana leaves scattered on the ground. "Go and collect those leaves, pick out the ones that aren't damaged, we'll use them to make the bed later."

Hanikezi snapped out of her daze and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay! I'll pick it up right away!"

Like a soldier receiving an order from her superior, she excitedly ran to grab a banana leaf.

For the next half hour, the cameraman endured the most desperate physical test of his career.

Chen Yi was too fast.

He dragged several hundred kilograms of bamboo poles through the rainforest as if walking on flat ground.

Site selection, foundation laying, and binding with vines.

Without nails, Chen Yi used his military knife to carve out a simple mortise and tenon structure, fitting the bamboo poles together perfectly.

A shelter frame, half a meter off the ground, with a moisture barrier and a sloping rainproof roof, rose up at a visible speed.

"The bed is ready!" Hanikezi ran back carrying a large stack of banana leaves and neatly spread them on the bamboo raft.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the sturdy bamboo house before her.

"Chen Yi, you're amazing!" Hanikezi didn't hold back her praise, snuggling up to him. "We don't have to sleep on the beach tonight!"

Chen Yi folded the military knife and put it back in his pocket.

"The bed is ready." Chen Yi glanced at the waterproof watch on his wrist. "We still need dinner."

He turned and walked toward the rocky outcrops at the edge of the beach.

The tide is receding, exposing large areas of black reefs to the sunlight, and creating many natural tidal pools in the depressions.

Hanikezi quickly followed.

"We only have a flint and steel," Hanikezi said, swallowing hard as she looked at the rolling waves. "How are we supposed to catch fish without a fishing rod?"

Chen Yi walked to the edge of a huge reef.

He took off his black windbreaker and casually tossed it onto the clean rocks.

Underneath was a tight-fitting black quick-drying short-sleeved shirt, revealing his perfect muscle lines and broad shoulders.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments again.

Holy crap! That body! Would I even be able to see this without paying?!

Honey's eyes were practically glued to you! Don't think I didn't notice you swallowing!

With Chen Yi's physique, one punch from him could kill three Chen Chichis!

Chen Yi rolled up his trousers and stepped into the knee-deep tidal pool.

The water is crystal clear.

He stood motionless in the water, like a powerfully imposing statue.

Beneath the water's surface, several dark figures were darting between the rocks.

Hanikezi stood on the shore, covering her mouth, barely daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing the prey in the water.

Three seconds later.

Chen Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He plunged his right hand into the water with such speed that only a blur could be seen.

Splashes of water!

"Splash!"

Chen Yi stood up straight and raised his arms.

A wild grouper weighing at least two pounds struggled wildly in his hand, its tail slapping against the water with a loud splash.

Hanikezi stared wide-eyed, stunned for a full two seconds.

"ah--!!!"

A piercing scream tore through the air above the beach.

Hanikezi jumped and hopped on the rocks, clapping her hands so hard that her palms turned red.

"We caught him! We really caught him!" she exclaimed excitedly, almost incoherently. "Chen Yi, you're so cool! You're a total player!"

Chen Yi twitched the corner of his mouth.

"The term 'sea king' isn't used like that."

He waded back to the shore and handed the still-living grouper to Hanikezi.

Hanikezi flinched back in fright, but her eyes remained fixed on the fish, her face clearly showing her desire to eat it.

"Take it." Chen Yi's tone was casual, yet filled with absolute confidence.

Hanikezi carefully pinched the fish's tail.

Chen Yi picked up his windbreaker, slung it over his shoulder with one hand, and looked at her against the sea breeze.

I'll cover your food expenses tonight.

The sun gradually set in the west.

The horizon was dyed a magnificent orange-red.

The campsite on the other side of the beach.

"boom!"

A muffled thud.

The triangular thatched hut that Deng Chao and Lu Han painstakingly built with a few broken branches collapsed for the second time today, blown by the sea breeze.

"Ouch, my back!" Deng Chao cried out in agony as he was buried under the dry grass.

Lu Han crawled out covered in dust and spit out the sand in his mouth.

"Brother Chao, give up." Lu Han slumped on the beach, utterly dejected. "This is no job for a human being."

Ten meters away.

Chen Chichi lay sprawled on the beach, his stomach growling with hunger.

He didn't even bother building a shelter; he simply drew a circle on the ground.

"Old Wang!" Chen Chichi wailed at the drone, "I give up! Eliminate me! Send me back to Beijing! I want to eat hot pot!"

The drone hovered in mid-air, and Old Wang's gloating voice came through the loudspeaker.

"There are 16 hours left until the 24-hour scoring period ends. Please hurry, everyone."

Just then.

Two figures walked towards the end of the beach.

Chen Yi walked ahead, carrying three large grouper strung together with vines and several heavy coconuts.

Hanikezi walked beside her, carrying a pile of dry matchsticks in her arms, her steps light as if she were on a picnic.

Chen Chichi turned his head upon hearing the sound.

When he saw what Chen Yi was holding, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Fish?!" Chen Chichi scrambled over, grabbing Chen Yi's arm tightly. "Cousin! Where did you get this fish?! Did you rob the production crew's supply boat?!"

Deng Chao and Lu Han also rushed over with their hair covered in weeds.

"Chen Yi, you've set up your shelter?" Deng Chao asked incredulously. "Where are you going to sleep in this desolate wilderness?"

Chen Yi slightly raised his chin, pointing to the edge of the woods not far away.

Look in the direction he pointed.

A luxurious bamboo house, with a tight structure, covered with green banana leaves, and even with a windproof wall, stands quietly on a sheltered slope.

Compared to that bamboo house, Deng Chao's collapsed thatched hut looked like a garbage dump.

The entire room fell silent.

The chat room went completely wild at this moment, with dense text completely obscuring the screen.

[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!]

[This isn't just desert island survival, it's desert island infrastructure building mania!]

While others are undergoing tribulations on deserted islands, Chen Yi is vacationing on one with his wife!

[Deng Chao's thatched hut collapsed twice, and Chen Chichi simply lay down and was fed. In comparison, Chen Yi's group's luxurious bamboo house looked like a resort!]

This isn't desert island survival, this is a desert island honeymoon!!

Night fell completely.

The sea breeze became slightly cool.

Chen Yi skillfully used a flint and steel to start a campfire.

The flickering flames illuminated the faces of the six guests.

Just as everyone was preparing to grill the fish.

The buzzing of drone propellers could be heard again overhead.

A square black box was precisely dropped by a drone onto the beach next to the campfire.

"Distinguished guests, it's time for dinner."

Old Wang's voice came through the loudspeaker, tinged with a malicious chuckle.

"Before we enjoy our meal, let's play a little game."