Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 97 - 97 9 Power Struggle Part 1

97: Chapter 9: Power Struggle (Part 1) 97: Chapter 9: Power Struggle (Part 1) Tang Zheng’s grilling skills were far from adequate, the two fish were burnt to a crisp, two were undercooked, only one was just right, but a fish weighing three to four pounds was enough to fill his stomach.

He cut off a piece of meat with his straight knife, stuffed it into his mouth, and a burst of wild deliciousness quickly spread from his taste buds before he even began to chew.

“Damn, that’s good.” The meat was so fresh that Tang Zheng was enjoying every bite.

The sea breeze blew over, and even if he were near the campfire, he couldn’t resist the cold.

From his backpack, he took out a bottle of vodka, which was for warmth and disinfection.

After drinking a small mouthful, its spiciness made him wince.

“Old Maozi’s stuff, no ordinary person could enjoy it.” Tang Zheng murmured as he took out an insect repellent spray from his backpack and sprayed a lot around the tent.

Though he doubted its effectiveness, as the sea breeze would likely clear it all away within thirty minutes.

Like he was on a camping trip in the suburbs, Tang Zheng cheerfully went about his business, unaware that over three hundred meters away in the dense forest, a figure lurked in the tree branches, watching him with venomous eyes, plotting how to kill him and take his tent and food.

“Damn it, he even has wine to accompany his meal.” Through his telescope, Chen Hongwen watched the person living the life of Riley by the campfire with disdain.

He inadvertently sniffed the air, it seemed as if he could smell the scent of the alcohol, tickling his stomach and making it rumble.

Chen Hongwen was incredibly frustrated and couldn’t understand why one day he was enjoying a holiday with his mistress in the tourist area, and the next day he was trapped in this damn killing game.

As a journalist, he was adept at wielding a pen and discerning news, not wilderness survival.

Although he had tried fishing, he ended up empty-handed.

The only thing he could eat was the wild fruit, but that was hardly enough to fill his stomach.

Chen Hongwen felt that even if there was an elephant in front of him right now, he could finish it to the bone.

Ever since he parachuted onto the small island, Chen Hongwen had been wandering aimlessly.

He was desperate to kill seven people, obtain eight Totem Seals, and end this game as quickly as possible to regain his freedom.

The idea of gaining one more Totem Seal for a reward of a hundred thousand US dollars didn’t interest him at the moment.

“He has a tent to sleep in while I’m out here freezing, starving, and thirsty.” Chen Hongwen looked at the figure he spotted by the seaside that evening with a mixture of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

But he wasn’t reckless enough to attack immediately.

He decided to wait until midnight, as Tang Zheng’s resilience and composure gave him a lot to think about.

His ability to enjoy himself while all alone on the island deserved respect.

“This might be a tough opponent.” With a reporter’s eye, Chen Hongwen gave a high evaluation.

Fortunately, he remembered the telescope he bought in the tourist area.

It allowed him to monitor his prey from far away without having to risk getting within three hundred meters.

To quell his hunger, Chen Hongwen decided to read the manual closely again.

The handheld radar can only search for moving humans within a radius of three hundred meters.

Once they are stationary, the signal on the radar will be lost.

The black scanning needle only completes a search of the circular range every ten seconds, not an instantaneous scan of the entire radar area.

Also, the power can only last for twenty-four hours in standby mode.

The sea breeze rustled through the silent and shadowy dense forest, leaving only the rustling of leaves and the chirping of bugs.

Chen Hongwen shivered and quickly put his hand into the white waist bag, taking out a round metal bomb about one centimeter in diameter, and the feeling of security returned slightly.

“After you fall asleep, I’ll blow you to bits,” Chen Hongwen said, holding the impact bomb in his hand, a smirk spread across his face.

Tang Zheng had eaten and drunk enough, he took a quick nap of about forty minutes, and then got up again.

On this small island full of danger on all sides, Tang Zheng couldn’t afford to sleep deeply.

The campfire was the most obvious target, although it could ward off wild beasts and provide warmth, but it would also attract other participant gamers.

Tang Zheng hadn’t forgotten, at least a dozen people parachuted onto the beach before him.

What Tang Zheng needs to do now is to change his daily routine as much as possible, take advantage of the common psychology of the enemies so they cannot guess his every move.

He really did succeed.

During this half hour or so, Chen Hongwen was starving and hungry.

He was figuring out when Tang would fall asleep heavily, and he would sneak over and launch a fatal blow.

But when he saw Tang Zheng walked out of the tent again, holding a piece of chocolate, stretching his waist and then added some firewood to the campfire, he almost exploded with anger.

“I waited in vain.” For a moment, Chen Hongwen could hardly resist rushing over and start a melee.

But years of struggle in society have allowed him to control his emotions well.

He knew that the more at this moment, the less impulsive he should be.

“I don’t believe you won’t fall asleep.”

Tang Zheng dared not sleep.

He could only sit by the fire and plan for the next course of the game.

Unfortunately, he had too little information and could predict very little.

He estimated that it would take at least seven days to complete the game mission.

“Just wait, if there’s no food and drink provided, the physical strength of most participant gamers will weaken after three days, and then I will have an absolute advantage.” Of course, some strong people can get food, but what does it matter, Tang Zheng needs sixteen Totem Seals.

There are hundreds of people on the island, unless they have extremely bad luck, they will definitely not meet these strong ones.

The moon in the sky spilled a silver glow on the beach, looking at the dense forest behind him, Tang Zheng, who was irritable sitting by the fire, decided to find something to do, patrolling the surroundings and setting up a few traps along the way.

Maybe he could have some game to eat tomorrow morning.

After adding enough firewood to the fire to burn for half an hour, Tang Zheng crawled into the tent amidst the crackling sound, packed up his sleeping bag, deliberately left a small piece of chocolate on the ground, and placed a few inconspicuous little stones around it, and then walked out with the Space Backpack.

He crouched at the entrance of the tent, pretending to tie his shoes, and clipped a piece of fishing line onto the tether of the tent.

“It would be great if I had a landmine.” Tang Zheng sighed, stood up, looked around, decided to start patrolling along a line stretching from west to east.

“Could this kid be leaving?” Chen Hongwen was startled by Tang Zheng’s sudden move and quickly watched him through his telescope, “That’s not right, if he’s leaving why didn’t he take the tent with him?”

“Could the tent left behind be a trap?” Seeing Tang Zheng entering the forest, Chen Hongwen didn’t understand, couldn’t guess Tang Zheng’s intention, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up on the idea of continuing to track him.

In the dense forest at night, he was not confident.

Besides, once the other party started moving, he would definitely turn on the handheld radar.

With a distance of three hundred meters, anyone untrained in tracking would quickly lose him.

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Thanks to my love of AV, high and low cabinets, the two book friends for their generous rewards!