Sun Honglei rolled up his sleeves, ready to give him a beating, when Luo Zhixiang finally uttered three words hesitantly, "Zhou Yangqing."

Everyone: "???"

I don't recognize you!

So unfamiliar!

however……

Just as Luo Zhixiang uttered those three words, He Hao, caught completely off guard, thrust the scissors forward!

"Brother Hao, calm down..." Zhang Yixing hurriedly called out.

Click!

Cut the blue thread!

drop!

Countdown, stop!

"It...it worked?" Zhang Yixing asked in disbelief.

“Yes!” He Hao smiled and explained, “This is actually related to psychology. There’s something called suggestive selection, which is… well, never mind, you wouldn’t understand if I explained it too much.”

Click!

The bomb suddenly disintegrated!

The quest card hidden in the very center has fallen out!

They looked at each other, marveling at the high technology, and then picked them up to examine them.

Cover: The script for "Survival on a Deserted Island"!

"Your next stop is the Xisha Wetland. After you arrive, you will need to take a boat again. Then, you will see the smoke signals and flags I have placed. The next mission point is hidden in the mudflats. You must get there and find it within one hour!"

Just then, the bus arrived at the station.

He Hao, holding the task card, and Zhang Yixing quickly got off the car and ran to the Wuling van behind it, following the flow of people.

He tossed the script to the others and used his phone to navigate.

Huang Bo quickly set off.

I was bored during the journey.

The other experienced drivers started teasing Luo Zhixiang.

Recommended poses.

I recommend goji berries.

He volunteered to be his godfather.

Luo Zhixiang blushed with embarrassment.

What kind of people are these?!

Fortunately, Huang Bo is a skilled driver, and they arrived at Xisha Wetland in no time.

The rain is heavy!

However, everyone left their umbrellas on the boat!

"Come on, everyone, one for each of you. Cut a hole in the top of the bag and slip it over your head; it'll keep you out of the wind and rain." Huang Lei handed out large black garbage bags. (Qian Nuo Zhao)

Limited conditions.

That's a good option!

So everyone put on garbage bags and started getting off the bus.

"I feel like trash for no reason." He Hao looked at his outfit and then at the trash can next to him, feeling a little desolate.

“We’re all trash heroes!” Sun Honglei laughed and comforted him.

Everyone: "..."

You're insane!

You're Trash Man!

We are not like that!

PS: It's not just that everyone's reading seems to be getting less and less substantial, but it's also getting harder and harder for Liu Liu to write. For every thousand words written, only two hundred can be kept at most, and the rest are deleted. I try my best to make my brothers feel that it's worth the money. Entertainment and humorous stories are not easy to write. I was indeed a bit impulsive when I started the book.

I'll try to adjust my mindset and finish writing when I really can't continue.

Normal ending.

I won't bother finding a gun and I'll just keep writing.

Let's set a small goal: to finish it in a normal way, one million words.

Chapter 300 I Have a Green Grassland! [Please Subscribe]

In the car.

Wang Xun pressed his face against the car window, watching the five people who got out to search for clues, his eyes filled with longing.

"Brother Xun, don't be sad, I'm here with you." Luo Zhixiang patted his shoulder.

Wang Xun: (⊙⊙)

Can they be the same?!

This is your first time!

This is the third time I've stayed here!

This is absolutely...frustrating!

Xisha Park.

The group chatted and laughed, and soon they saw a small boat on the shore.

Everyone boarded the boat.

"Hey, Hao, didn't you complain that everyone else had two plastic bags but you only had one? Here's an umbrella, take it!" Huang Lei, who had just entered the cabin, saw an umbrella and thoughtfully handed it over.

He Hao was initially quite happy.

However, my heart sank when I saw the color of the yellow umbrella.

I can't even lift a whole green grassland!

"No need, Lei-ge, you can use it yourself!" He Hao tightened his grip on the garbage bag, choking back tears as he said, "I feel one garbage bag is enough."

"Don't be shy, come on, take this!" Huang Lei handed it to him.

“Brother Lei, you’re 233 years old, you should use it, otherwise what if you get sick?” He Hao declined.

"still……"

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you all being so polite with one umbrella? If no one else is using it, I'll use it." Sun Honglei snatched it away, happily opened it, and put it on top of the umbrella.

Tear off the garbage bag.

I couldn't feel the heavy rain.

Sun Honglei was as happy as a 200-pound child!

He Hao stared intently at him, suddenly wanting to compose a lewd poem—

Love is a light, and a green heart feels uneasy.

Ah!

perfect!

The small boat drifted slowly on the water.

"In this scene, I can't help but want to sing a song!" Huang Bo, who was steering the boat, looked at the scenery on both sides and burst into song, "Let's row our oars, the little boat pushes through the waves, the beautiful white pagoda is reflected on the sea, all around us..."

"How childish!"

"Bo, don't you know your own age?!"

"Brother Bo, are you pretending to be young?!"

"This behavior is despicable!"

then……

Watching the raindrops splash on the water's surface, creating tiny flowers, watching the fish swimming happily underwater, watching the emerald green reeds washed by the gentle breeze and drizzle, swaying from side to side as if they were very happy, everyone couldn't help but hum softly...

"The fish in the water watch us, quietly listening to our cheerful songs. The little boat floats gently on the water, and a cool breeze blows in our faces..."

Just now.

Everyone, however, saw the red smoke rising from Shen Teng's figure ahead!

"Smoke signal! Where is the smoke signal?!" Zhang Yixing hurriedly pointed south and shouted excitedly.

Huang Bo was also focused and concentrating on steering the boat.

Soon, they found the first beacon fire point and the Chicken Strips flag!

Following the direction, the group continued forward...

soon.

Reaching the shore.

The narrow wooden path, nestled in the quiet reed marshes, creates a sense of tranquility that soothes the soul.

Seeing the smoke rising from both sides of the path, everyone knew they were on the right track!

but……

The distance seems a bit far!

"It can't be several kilometers, can it?" Huang Lei clicked his tongue in surprise.

"I have a feeling that these garbage bags we're wearing won't withstand the wind and rain for so long," He Hao said, frowning.

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