"Do you need help? I can also help put on the umbrella bag."

The girl hasn't come yet.

Then I heard Xia Cheng say without turning his head: "You are too weak! Just watch!"

girl:"……"

But Ming Yan smiled when he saw that she was a beautiful girl: "It's alright, I don't need help here."

In a blink of an eye, the aircraft had already opened above the predetermined location.

It was a man-made forest, but overall it was a pure natural look.

A dense sea of ​​trees stretched from the front to the sky, and a river meandered down in the middle, forming a small waterfall at the boundary of the terrain.

"Our mission this time is limited to three days. Follow the leader through this forest belt, walk down the river, find a way to climb down the waterfall, and continue along the river to reach the hut. Is it ok?"

Several people responded sparsely.

The goal of survival in the wilderness is set early in the morning, and everyone is fully prepared.

Well, of course, the preparation of the rich second generation was done by their instructors.

Immediately, the aircraft hovered smoothly, and the hatch on one side opened.

The long wind from the sky immediately poured in.

The instructor said loudly: "Get ready now, follow the order to parachute! The instructor will follow you closely. The parachute is all electromagnetic binding, 100% absolutely safe! Take a deep breath, don't be afraid!"

Several people lined up to start skydiving.

Xia Cheng was in front of Ming Yan. He seemed to be very skilled, and he joked in a leisurely manner: "Unfortunately, electromagnetic binding requires students and instructors. Otherwise, I can actually take you."

Ming said it was no longer possible, his face was a little pale, and he said, "Be careful."

Xia Cheng laughed and said, "I'll wait for you to come down!"

After speaking, he gestured with two fingers, facing Ming Yan, and fell backwards into the air.

This gesture is still learned from Ming Yan.

Ming Yan stepped on the edge of the aircraft and didn't have time to look down.

The instructor behind him suddenly pushed.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

The unprepared Ming Yan screamed! !

Skydiving in this era is very safe and worry-free. After reaching the specified height, the parachute will automatically open, and the direction of the fall can be adjusted to ensure that it falls in the middle of the woodland and will not be scattered with other people.

Ming Yan felt his body suddenly tighten in the air, and his shoulders were lifted.

This is the opening of the umbrella, and he begins to slowly fall down.

At this time, he opened his eyes and saw the magnificent sea of ​​trees on the ground, and his companions on both sides who also opened umbrellas.

Xia Cheng reached the ground and retracted the paracord.

When the instructor checked him briefly, he was still annoyed, so he looked up at Ming Yan.

Ming Yan floated down with the expression "I'm going to die, I'm going to die", and hung in front of Xia Cheng's eyes.

Xia Cheng stepped forward quickly, helped him untie the parachute rope, and said with a smile, "Look, it's not that scary."

Ming Yan was a little unsteady on the ground, and he got out shivering, his face was frozen white, and he said, "It's obviously scary..."

His heart was still beating wildly.

Xia Cheng grabbed Ming Yan's hands and found that he was trembling with the cold, so he naturally folded his hands together and heaved a sigh of relief.

Half a minute later, Ming Yan's hands also warmed, his heartbeat recovered, and his face was two-pointed with blood.

Xia Cheng said: "Okay."

He didn't let go of his hand, he walked aside with Ming Yan and watched the rest of the members continue to descend.

Mingyan's instructor came down, looked left and right, nothing happened to him at all.

Then, he saw Xia Cheng's instructor standing in the corner and looked at Xia Cheng blankly.

Two transparent people.

Taking care of Ming Yan, it is the first time to participate in a club activity, and the task this time is very simple.

Xia Cheng said: "In the past, we challenged the high difficulty, went to the snow field, and also went to the desert. The most exciting time, we walked on the plateau for seven consecutive days, and finally found the target location."

As he said, he picked the stem of a plant next to him and smiled, "This can keep the fire."

If one of them is broken off, the inside is really hollow.

The two immediately found a dry space and put down the materials along the way.

Xia Cheng instructed: "You can use the bowstring method to drill wood to make fire, do you want to try it?"

He let Mingyan sit in the front, and then taught him how to use tools.

The bow-rope method is a bit like using a rope to saw wood. It looks very interesting, so Ming Yan gave it a try.

After sawing for a long time, some smoke came out, but Mars disappeared.

Ming Yan's hands were numb, but he had no choice but to give up.

Xia Cheng, who was sitting behind him, quickly took over his unfinished business, and in a matter of minutes, he actually made a spark.

Put in the sawdust, then hold it in the palm of your hand and blow it lightly.

The fire symbolizing civilization has become.

Xia Cheng's handsome face was illuminated by the firelight, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes.

"Just waiting for you to warm it up. Hehe, the fire is mine~" he said.

Ming Yan was shocked: "You are sitting on the sidelines! At least count me as a stake, right?"

Xia Cheng reluctantly said, "Okay, for the sake of your good looks."

After lighting the makeshift torch, he put the fire back into the container and inserted it into his belt.

This action is very skilled, and at first glance, it is a very experienced person.

Ming Yan stared at his back waist, thinking why he had not noticed before, this person still has a thin and narrow waist.

Following the light and heat of the torches, they were not disturbed by snakes and insects when they walked through the trees.

The two instructors, Gu Jing, followed without a wave, each carrying a medical kit, basically eliminating the possibility of accidents.

The rest of the people followed behind them, walking in the same direction, but they haven't met them yet.

Survival in the wilderness is only interesting when there are few people.

The experienced Xia Cheng quickly found the water's edge.

Then he directed Ming Yan, and the two tied a crude raft together and pushed it to the water's edge.

"Are you afraid of the cold?" Xia Cheng asked.

Ming Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's okay."

Xia Cheng dragged his jacket and wrapped Ming Yan in it without any explanation.

Ming Yan just wanted to speak, but he blocked him back.

"Hurry up and hug the raft!" Xia Cheng said.

The raft was small, just big enough for the two of them to hold each other on one side, and immediately washed down along the current.

The two instructors were awesome, each carrying a medical kit, chasing them wildly on the side.

But at this time, Ming Yan couldn't notice outsiders at all.

All his strength was used to keep his nose and mouth above the water.

The river water in March is still frighteningly cold, as if it will take away every inch of heat from the body.

The raft was finally in front of the waterfall and got stuck by the protruding reef.

Xia Cheng grabbed Mingyan with one hand and took him out of the stream.

I don't usually see how strong he is.

Ming Yan followed behind him tremblingly, walked for a while, and sat down under a boulder in the windshield.

The importance of keeping the fire also quickly became apparent.

At this time, Xia Cheng took out the container and quickly rekindled a bonfire.

He rubbed Mingyan's cold fingers and said, "Why are you so cold? Take off your clothes quickly."

Ming Yan was speechless, took off his jacket and trousers, leaving only a pair of shorts, leaning on the side to bake the fire.

"Socks!" Xia Cheng motioned.

Ming Yan's fingers are not too cold, and bending over is also difficult.

Xia Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he walked over and lifted Mingyan's leg, stretched out his hand to brush twice, and took off Mingyan's socks as well.

The bonfire made a hilarious crackling sound, and the warm red light illuminated the rocks and bushes on both sides.

Ming Yan warmed up a bit and said, "I... I have a fish in my trouser pocket."

When Xia Cheng touched it, it was true, and exclaimed, "You are lucky!"

Ming Yan smiled.

People who come out of the apocalypse, of course, feel very nervous about every ounce of food around them.

At that time, when Blue Star was still in the ice and snow, it was everyone's instinct to bring out everything that could move from the water.

Xia Cheng recovered quickly, and ran to the river to fish with his naked upper body.

That fit body really doesn't look like a pampered young master.

Although the fishing technique is somewhat unfamiliar, the movement is smooth and natural, with well-defined muscle lines on the arms.

Ming Yan originally wanted to go up to help, but when he looked at it, he suddenly had a strong inspiration.

Xia Cheng finally forked two fish, thinking that it should be enough for dinner for the two.

When he trotted back, he saw Mingyan holding the freshly burned charcoal in one hand, pouting his **** and scribbling on the rock.

"What are you drawing?" he asked.

Ming Yan said without raising his head: "Inspiration! I want to make a two-player cooperative adventure game! The theme is doomsday survival!"

Xia Cheng: "..."

Well, the chief designer of Ming is still the chief designer of Ming.

"In ancient times, you were the philosopher who shouted 'don't break my circle' before he died..."

Xia Cheng muttered, skewered the fish, and put it on the bonfire for barbecue.

Ming Yan finally finished writing, put on dry and warm clothes, and sat back by the bonfire again.

That serene demeanor, as if having warmth is the happiest thing in the world.

It looks good looking.

Xia Cheng looked at it and laughed for some reason.

I was about to say something, but I was interrupted by an outsider.

An instructor came over, holding something in his hand, and said, "We roasted some nuts, which are for you."

Xia Cheng said: "No need..."

Clearly said: "Thank you!"

There was a two second pause.

Ming Yan said: "Okay, no need."

Xia Cheng smiled, took all the nuts, turned his head and said, "Hey, it's still hot, come here quickly."

Ming Yan stretched out his hand, and two hot fruits fell into his palm immediately, with a tempting fragrance inside.

"Thank you." Ming said.

Xia Cheng shamelessly said: "No thanks, call me brother."

Mingyan immediately lowered his head and peeled the nuts, trying to block his mouth with the fragrant pulp.

Instructor: "..." No, I gave the nuts! Does it have anything to do with him? !

At this moment, another instructor turned out from behind and nodded his shoulder expressionlessly.

The two sighed in unison, and silently disappeared into the background board again.

Early the next morning, Xia Cheng woke Ming Yan up from the bonfire.

The morning sun is rising vigorously, like a vigorous poached egg.

Ming Yan's stomach growled, and Xia Cheng smiled and stuffed two more fruits.

The two walked down the stream and soon came to the small waterfall.

The rocks with jagged teeth cut the water into several streams. Although it prevented the possibility of people going downstream, it also provided a shortcut to slowly climb down.

"I'll go down first, you can go straight to where I climbed, it's more sturdy." Xia Cheng said.

Ming Yan did not refuse, Xia Cheng was indeed more experienced.

The stream was still cold, and it had a great impact.

Ming Yan moved slowly, and when he reached the bottom one, he was grabbed by Xia Cheng's waist and hugged him directly.

"Stop, it's so itchy!" Ming Yan shouted.

Xia Cheng had a wicked smile on his face, and continued to scratch until he couldn't even laugh, and then let him go.

Prepared this time, they only wet their coats.

Slightly trimmed on the shore, Ming Yan felt warm again after basking in the sun.

The next river bank was more irregular, and the two walked forward holding hands.

In the distance, they saw the outline of a windmill ahead—human civilization was at hand.

As long as you go to the target location, this "Wild Survival" operation will be completed successfully.

Ming Yan was still sighing when Xia Cheng's face suddenly came closer.

Ming Yan was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Xia Cheng said: "No no, this event is not complete. You haven't experienced the real survival..."

Clearly: "Really?"

Xia Cheng smiled, took out a packet of leaves from his pocket, opened it layer by layer, and revealed the roasted protein inside——

Roasted bug meal.

"People who have never eaten insects are not qualified to say that they have survived in the wilderness." Xia Cheng said with a wicked smile.

Clearly: "..."

At this time, seeing Ming Yan's expressionless face, he took a handful of dried worms from it and put it in his mouth to chew.

Now it was Xia Cheng's turn to be stunned.

Ming Yan chewed it carefully and commented, "It should have come out from under the stone. It is rich in minerals and tastes good."

Then he clapped his hands, took the package of roasted worms by the way, and said, "Let's go, this package will be used as a snack."

Xia Cheng couldn't turn around a bit and said, "You...this...you have eaten before?"

The interstellar people have basically never eaten such a simple meal!

After all, the Chaoyang Alliance spans so many star provinces, sits on thousands of star systems, and has to develop other worlds. The supplies are so abundant that they cannot be used up.

It is normal for the interstellar people to have never eaten bugs. They can eat whatever they want, and they are all cheap.

Clearly it's different.

At the end of the Blue Star, those who survived to the last few days were the most tenacious insects in life...

Many humans survive on the proteins provided by these insects.

Being able to eat is already a gift from God, who would pick and choose?

"Chicken taste, crunch and crunch." Ming Yan commented, and took another bite to eat.

Xia Cheng looked at him and said after a while, "It seems that I still don't know you well enough."

Probably because they had already seen the destination, they walked very easily in the last part of the road.

Xia Cheng even had time to pick the flowers that had just bloomed on the road beside him.

These poor little flowers finally produced a few flower buds in March, but Xia Cheng ruthlessly broke them off and made a wreath.

His craftsmanship is really not very good, and he wants to force Mingyan to wear it.

Mingyan had a bunch of small flowers on his head, and after thinking about it, he suddenly became happy: "Well, wearing a wreath on the head can increase the san value, no problem!"

Xia Cheng: "?"

The chief designer of Ming began to design again.

Xia Cheng suddenly felt that he was very transparent.

The two instructors were about to cry.

They feel that they are no longer transparent, almost a vacuum.

The kind that you can neither see nor touch.

Xia Cheng and Ming Yan were the first to arrive at their destination.

The people in the back traveled all the way to the mountains and waters, and took a few girls with them, so they walked a little slower. Arrived at the target location in the early hours of the third day.

At this time, Xia Cheng and Ming Yan had both washed up and slept in their beds beautifully.

The two of them sat neatly dressed for breakfast in the dining room, and watched as others walked into the hall in a dusty manner.

"Pfft." Ming Yan suddenly laughed.

Xia Cheng looked at him and said seriously: "Boss Ming, sometimes I think you are a little black-bellied."

Ming Yan: "Huh?"

Xia Cheng leaned closer and whispered, "You have a little devil in your heart, I can see it. You like to make your players cry..."

"Cough!" Ming Yan said with a serious expression, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm a decent person!"

Really, he thinks that this is obviously the commonality of all human beings - he just likes to make a little "moving" game, which is normal!

At this time, the club manager stood by, watching the two bosses leaning against each other and whispering.

What is this talking about?

He thought, so secretive, so cautious, must be talking about national affairs!

Maybe it's talking about the taxation of the Sixth Star Province?

Thinking of this, I was simply awe-inspiring, and I stood up straighter.

By the way, he stopped the two beautiful girls who wanted to come over to accompany him.

"What are you doing! Important things are being discussed over there!"

After Mingyan finished breakfast, they checked their blood pressure, and after confirming their health, they came out of the club.

Xia Cheng's driver had been waiting by the side of the car for a long time, and this time he changed to a low-key domestic car.

Xia Cheng said, "I'll take you home?"

"No." Ming Yan said, "Go back to my foster parents' house today to get something."

"..." Xia Cheng hesitated, "Oh, okay."

I don't know why, maybe it's an illusion.

As soon as Xia Cheng heard the word "parents" in Ming Yan, he subconsciously shrank his neck.

It's just two ordinary people with flat heads, Xia Cheng doesn't seem to be able to reach them, why is he a little scared?

Ming Yan blinked his eyes.

Xia Cheng said: "Just, just ask for me. Next time I will prepare a gift to visit them!"

Ming Yan was delighted and said, "If you want to be a guest, you can come casually. Why are you so polite?"

"No no no no..." Xia Cheng said, "I'm afraid my uncle will beat me... Cough, anyway, let's talk about it next time."

Clearly: "?"

Ming Yan was confused and waved goodbye to Xia Cheng.

Then, Ming Yan also refused the club's people to send him.

The place was full of luxury cars, and he felt that driving into the ordinary community of his adoptive parents might not cause a sensation.

In the end, he just found a small shared electric wheel, rode on it again, and walked home leisurely.

In fact, this time back, he went to get a personal credit card.

At present, although he has moved out and lives next to the studio, the delivery address is still at home; after the bank gold card is completed, because it is stated that he is not at home, he will first mail it to his adoptive parents.

On the way back, Ming Yan felt at ease.

He realized that he had really been too tight for the first two years, and he had never had a vacation.

He has not fully integrated into the interstellar era, and his mentality is still full of anxiety and pressure, which is not good.

This time of entertainment, he relaxed his tense body and mind, and even began to listen to and appreciate the music on the road...

—Hey, wait, this music?

Separated by a wall, the flamboyant and wild singing hits wantonly.

[You buried all the recordings in the backyard,

I'll dig them out again when you're not looking. 】

It's rock music.

Filled with ardent and unrestrained feelings, with domineering and straightforward accusations, and an indomitable belief?

As soon as I heard it, my pores opened, and I couldn't help but follow the beat.

Ming Yan was suddenly intrigued.

He controlled the small electric wheel and drove in the direction from which the singing came.

The girl who was singing seemed to be full of resentment in her chest, and every lyric was sonorous and powerful, as if it was going to pierce into the veins of every listener.

Yes, it's rock and roll.

[You are not listening, you will not understand

you're not listening, you won't understand

...]

A louder roar than a fanatical roar may have been a complete vent.

But it's good music.

Because it reminds Mingyan of the days when he was struggling to survive in the dark...the days of hysteria.

All art that can evoke the hearts of human beings is good art.

Mingyan turned the corner and suddenly heard someone yelling in the next house.

"Stinky girl! Sing and sing all day long! Sing and sing! It's so noisy!"

Ming Yan glanced at it and continued to move forward along with the music.

He saw an abandoned garage, and at this moment there was a girl who was screaming hoarsely.

Well, punk girl.

He was wearing a tattered denim outfit, with two thin braids on his head, and metal pendants all over his body.

She turned her face, and sure enough, her face was covered in makeup, and she also wore a nose ring and a lip ring.

"Uncle! What are you looking at!" the punk girl said unceremoniously.

Ming Yan's mouth twitched: "Uncle?"

His outfit is a bit downcast, and the new stubble has not been properly shaved.

After all, I just came out of the Wilderness Survival Club... The dust is a kind of taste, and it is also a means used by the nobles to pretend to be coercive.

But he's not considered an uncle, is he? !

Ming Yan was not polite to her, so he sat on the bench with half a box of pizza next to it, and said, "You sing well."

The punk girl grinned, showing a very charming smile, and said, "Uncle, do you know music too?"

"I don't understand music, but I have ears." Ming Yan said.

He touched his pocket, took out a piece of paper, and quickly wrote two sentences, saying, "Your song is very powerful, but the lyrics are not enough. Try this sentence."

The punk girl took the paper and glanced suspiciously at it.

Suddenly, she trembled, and an excited red light appeared on her face.

The music machine soon began to beat the drums again with the smooth flow of the current and the girl's movements.

[You buried all the recordings in the backyard,

I'll dig them out again when you don't look.

You can also bury my body in the backyard,

I'll dig myself out when you don't care about me anymore! 】

The punk girl paused for a while, panting while singing, and laughed excitedly: "Oh, not bad!"

Mingyan's eyes also brightened, and he said, "Your composition is very good. Are you interested in coming to our studio to make music?"

"..." The girl looked Ming Yan from head to toe again, "Uncle, are you full yourself? I'll pay you two hundred yuan for these two lyrics, go buy something to eat."

Clearly: "..."

Don't look at how downhearted he looks now, he's actually a hidden billionaire, okay?