My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome
Chapter 522 - 521: Survival on the Island

Chapter 522: Chapter 521: Survival on the Island

Knock knock!

"Come in!"

Wu Tianyan inserted his pen cap and set it aside, then removed his reading glasses to rub his weary eyes.

The cyan-colored little bird perched on the root sculpture beside his desk glanced at the door, then buried its head back into its wings and continued sleeping.

"Mr. Wu, please have something to eat first." Secretary Sun placed the thermal container on the desk and handed Wu Tianyan a bowl of soup, "If you ask me, you should visit Aunt Li at home more often to give her some peace of mind."

"Ah—" Wu Tianyan blew on the hot soup, "I don’t have time to go home now, she will understand."

"But you need to eat properly. What are we going to do if your health breaks down at this crucial time?" Secretary Sun placed a recently filled porcelain enamel tank on the desk and stood beside it, worry evident in his tone.

"I know my own body." Wu Tianyan placed the soup bowl back on the desk and wiped his mouth with a washed-out handkerchief, "No more, one bowl is enough."

"By the way, how are those student kids doing?"

"Once the regions were selected, they’ve been gradually boarding transport aircraft." Secretary Sun tidied up the thermos as he spoke, "However, it’s been a long time since so many transport aircraft were flown at the same time. The air traffic control center staff are all tense."

"Tense as they may be, they need to fly. Sooner or later, they were going to be used on a large scale." Wu Tianyan hinted, "Consider it a practice for long-range deployment."

When the break ended, Wu Tianyan put his reading glasses back on. Just as he was about to continue working, he suddenly asked, "By the way, Sun, how are the negotiations on that side going?"

Upon hearing this, Secretary Sun’s expression turned somewhat strange, and he said with a kind of regretful tone, "It can only be described as a pandemonium. I’ve gained quite some insights. Three rounds of intention to cooperate negotiations have occurred, yet no substantial progress has been made."

"Tell me, what kind of pandemonium." Wu Tianyan put down his fountain pen, visibly intrigued.

"Goryeo replied that they are checking historical records to see if there are any mentions of foreigners. I wondered, could their historical records be as complete as ours?"

"Then there’s Tianzhu, saying they don’t need cooperation because they are a superpower. They said they can fend off any invaders and protect their homeland."

"The Bald Eagle... They said even if there’s cooperation, it must be under their framework."

"Especially the European Federation people, I really don’t know what they’re thinking, actually proposing ’foreigners are people too, we should accept them’."

"Among all the negotiators, only the Fusang people seem somewhat normal, but their attitude seems to be one of wait-and-see."

Secretary Sun, suppressing the urge to rant, briefed Wu Tianyan about the current situation.

"A bunch of ignorant fraudsters." Wu Tianyan’s face showed disdain, "When they were plundering the world, the word ’acceptance’ wasn’t in their dictionary."

"Tell the diplomatic negotiators to put aside those countries or federations that show no intention of cooperating for now. First, win over those smaller federations. We don’t have so much time to play house with them."

"All right, Mr. Wu."

...

Boom!

In the Liaodong Region, several dark gray transport aircraft flew low over the city, heading towards the sea amid the immense roar.

The student participants, who had just been delighted to see the city, suddenly looked worried as they gazed at the vast, turbulent sea ahead of them.

"What’s going on, why do we need to keep flying forward?"

Amid low murmurs of discussion, a few soldiers responsible for securing the aircraft unbuckled their safety belts and stood up, drawing everyone’s attention.

The lead soldier glanced at the time, "In two minutes, the aircraft will skim over the sea surface. At that time, the rear hatch will open, and within five minutes of flight time, you must figure out a way to get out of the plane."

The inside of the transport plane suddenly quieted down, and all the trainees’ faces showed disbelief.

"How is that possible? We don’t even have flying beasts. Are you sending us to our deaths?"

"Exactly, we’d better not participate in this competition!"

"We’re going to complain to the committee about you, even if we fall into the sea we have no way to survive."

The leading soldier scanned everyone with a stern gaze, "Now you only have two choices, either take the survival pack beside you and start jumping down in a minute. Or stay on the plane and wait for six minutes until we fly over the bay; by then, any trainee who hasn’t left the plane will be disqualified immediately."

With these words, the students looked choked. They glanced at each other and started discussing in whispers.

At that moment, someone squeezed over, "Captain, captain, I’ve returned from stirring things up."

Shao Zifeng glanced at the name in his palm and praised with a smile, "Shiwu, well done."

"What should we do?" Li Yiming looked at his sister, and Li Yiren, who was watching Shao Zifeng fiddle with the survival pack, said, "Let’s follow the captain."

After opening the pack, they found only a roll of gauze, a flint, and a small knife inside—no essential food and freshwater.

Facing the gaze of several teammates, Shao Zifeng thought for a moment and then spoke softly, immediately relaxing their expressions.

"Time’s up, open the hatch."

Buzzing.

The rear half of the transport plane’s tail slowly descended, revealing a huge hole facing downwards; the roar of the transport plane instantly filled the cabin.

Inside the cabin were fifty... fifty-one students from ten universities. As a reserve, Hu Shiwu should not have been on the plane, but he had slipped in anyway.

Everyone looked down at the blue sea and the rapidly passing islands, their faces turning somewhat pale.

The leading officer said disdainfully, "Does no one dare to challenge?"

"With that courage, you’d better go home and play games with your pets."

Although Casar was not verbose, he was prouder than anyone at heart; such words were undoubtedly hard for him to accept.

Shao Zifeng observed the island terrain below and shook his head slightly at him.

"Damn it."

Amid the soldiers’ taunts, someone finally couldn’t bear it anymore. He squeezed his eyes shut, took a running leap from the huge hatch at the rear of the transport plane, and jumped down, "Ahh—Fierce, Fierce, Fierce Feather!"

"Chirp chirp~"

The transport was only about a hundred meters high. As the man was about to hit the sea, a dark shadow rushed over and tightly grabbed his shoulder, flapping its wings towards the far-off island.

"Fierce Feather Nightingale, ah." A whisper of envy arose among the crowd. Some took the lead, and others gradually began to jump down. Of course, not everyone was successful; some pets couldn’t react in time, and their human plunged into the sea.

This height meant heavy injuries if not death—how this would be concluded was unknown.

"Captain."

Seeing that the plane was about to leave the bay, Shao Zifeng was still looking for something, making them somewhat anxious.

Just then, an island swept by below.

Shao Zifeng’s eyes lit up, "Let’s go!"