Chapter Ch77.2 - Mango
translator: xiin
editors: apricot & juurensha
On the podium, Blood Pigeon was currently struggling to provide commentary, “So, we can now see that Zoe and Wen Lin are currently approaching the target point along with the Jingyi Double C…”
Scrolling comments: Hahahahahahahahaha.
Blood Pigeon: “At the same time, Contestants Wu and Wei are nearing the final point, along with Contestant Wei Yan who has finally finished drawing…”
Scrolling comments: Hahahahaha-hic.
“……” Blood Pigeon was bewildered, “Is it that funny?”
Ying Xiangxiang’s eyes were curved as she focused the camera towards the back of the mountain. Caesar and Thin Fire were currently so caught up on who would carry the fruit on their heads that the skies had turned dim and the sun was no longer shining. Finally, they agreed to take turns carrying it every five minutes.
Caesar lost the right to choose the fruit in rock paper scissors, and Thin Fire obtained the right to decide on the fruit.
The Silver Thread Roll trainee slowly plucked out a large durian.
Caesar lifted his gun without another word, “… I [Beep––][Beep––][Beep––]”
Thin Fire sneered, “Be prepared to lose if you gamble! What, are you not man enough to carry this?”
Caesar glared fiercely, “Carrying it is no big deal, but your grandfather isn’t going to f*cking take you up!”
Thin Fire clicked his tongue in feigned wonder and was just about to retort when he saw Caesar take out a second durian and place it on the ground––after that, he kicked the basket over into the river and ran off, “Come, grandson, come chase me!”
Caesar might be stupid, but he was also willing to lose if he gambled. At this time, he indeed placed the durian from earlier on his head before heading across the bridge with a swish. When Thin Fire subconsciously stepped on the bridge to follow him, the bridge suddenly shook violently, “Warning, violation warning, please be sure to carry fruit on your head or be led by your teammate to enter the final round!”
Thin Fire’s eyes filled with rage. By the time he turned around, there wasn’t even a shadow remaining of the fruit basket that Caesar had kicked over, and there was only the second durian on the ground––
“I [Beep––]! Do you think daddy doesn’t dare?!” Thin Fire picked up the durian and ran to the opposite side of the bridge. Perhaps because he’d used a significant amount of gel for the team activity, and the durian was th.o.r.n.y, the fruit stuck firmly into Thin Fire’s hair. He was delighted, and pulled out his water gun to spray Caesar!
On the side of the mountain, Ming Yao, who was climbing up with a bunch of lychee on his head paused, “Why is it so… smelly?”
Zuo Botang educated him gently, “Little Ming, a gentleman’s behavior is to be calm in mind and heart and not disturbed by external matters––”
Caesar roared loudly as he ran past with a durian on his head.
Zuo Botang: “……”
Thin Fire held the durian in place on his head with one hand, three colored flags on his back, and a water gun in his other hand. His expression was bleak and relentless as he gave chase.
Ming Yao: “k2026; Captain, should we s.n.a.t.c.h up these easy pickings?”
The two of them exchanged glances. Their hearts seemed linked as they pulled out their gunsk2013;k2013;
The double snipers made their move. Thin Fire was left with no way to retreat. The corner of his clothing was splattered with color, and he was forced to remain in place for ten seconds.
Ming Yao was overjoyed. He pinched his nose and was about to grab the flags when he sniffed suddenly, “How come there’s also mango––”
Thin Fire stood there motionless, his eyes filled with bitterness.
Ming Yao: “Eh? Who’s there?”
The three colorful flags behind Thin Fire were suddenly plucked out, the branches and leaves in the dense jungle shifting slightly as small curls with a mango on top bounced and swayed and quickly ran away.
“……” Ten seconds was over. Thin Fire was so furious he was smiling, “Ming Yao, are you stupid?”
Ming Yao’s face flushed thoroughly red. He pointed his gun at Wu Jin’s back, but a column of water suddenly came out from the forest.
Wei Shi slowly made his way out of the dense vegetation.
The man’s body was powerful, his sleeves rolled up, and the water gun held up. Perhaps because his aura was too strong, but within a split second, countless cameras had already turned and focused on him.
The head that had a mango on top of it swished back and was sheltered behind the man.
Wei Shi raised his hand.
Thin Fire’s lips moved slightly, “Sta, stalk…”
Ming Yao: “Wha?”
Thin Fire: “Run––!!”
The water gun attacked too quickly, and it was unknown how the pressure had been controlled, but one shot was enough to send the durian on Thin Fire’s head rolling and clattering down to the bottom of the mountain. The fruit was a required talisman for the final round, and Caesar had run off to who knew where a long time ago. Thin Fire, who’d originally already been on the run, could only grit his teeth and try to fight back.
At this time, Wei Yan and Red who’d been sketching the whole time also showed up. Wen Lin observed carefully from behind a tree––
The match point was finally triggered.
When Thin Fire saw Wei Yan, he immediately led Wei Shi towards the human-shaped weapon. A fight between two tigers would definitely result in an injury. He, who’d already lost his durian, would soon be eliminated, but anyone he could take down with him was better than nothing! Thin Fire saw a gap and turned back to fire a shot provocatively at Wei Shi, then glanced at Wei Yan––
Wei Yan’s face was expressionless.
But there was a rare trace of emotion in his eyes.
Anger and… reverence?!
On the other side, Red who had an apple on top of his head as he followed behind Wei Yan was already enraged. How dare this coquettish man try to beat Brother Wei? He immediately fired, sending Thin Fire reeling and was about to finish him off––
Wei Yan fired his gun indifferently, the water dragon that emerged also rushing towards Thin Fire. There was a sense that he was getting revenge for Wei Shi.
Inside the forest, Wu Jin, who still had a mango on his head, had furtively also lifted up his small water gun and sent a stream of water to poke at Thin Fire.
Thin Fire: “……???” Did I f*cking eat your rice or something?
Behind him, Jingyi Double C looked confused.
Ming Yao: “Captain, who should we fight?”
Zuo Botang coughed softly, “How about we first… go for Contestant Thin.”
Half a minute later, Thin Fire had been hit too many times and was eliminated because he had acc.u.mulated too many time outs.
One minute later, Ming Yao was eliminated by Wei Yan after hitting Wei Shi by accident.
Two minutes later, Qin Jinbao was also eliminated.
The order of victory was settled.
The developments in the final round caught Blood Pigeon by surprise, but the scrolling comments had already gone crazy––
“Contestant Wei… Brother Wei is really so handsome when he shoots ahhhhhh!”
“Did I see wrong? Wei Yan is protecting Contestant Wei? My G.o.d, let me support the Double Wei CP for one second!”
“Wait a minute, Lord Wei Yan!! Are you doing this in order to escort Little Witch to victory? Is this the rhythm of sending him to win ahhhhh! Covering my heart! ‘Even if it’s not me who holds your hand, I still want to see you stand on the altar. I’m willing to shoot to protect my enemy, and willing to let you step on my body on the path to glory’––”
“Carrying away my mango-flavored Little Witch. I suddenly feel one second of heartache for the Evil Cult, but my support for the a.s.sorted Scarf remains unmoved!”
“a.s.sorted Scarf unmoved +1, heartache for the Evil Cult Scarf +1, and also feeling heartache for my Brother Thin!”
Ten minutes later.
There were only three teams left in the field. Wu Jin had s.n.a.t.c.hed 10 colored flags, Wei Yan had 3, and Wen Lin had 3.
There were only six segments of the ridge that hadn’t been touched.
The thirty minute countdown ended, and the game time was up.
Blood Pigeon whistled, and the terrain slowly descended.
The audience stood up to applaud the 20 contestants. The 10 teams were projected up onto the virtual screen, and the lights came together and focused on the stage to one side.
Wei Shi looked up, and Wu Jin, who’d been taking advantage of the break to eat the mango, froze.
There were no advertis.e.m.e.nts in this period of time, and the camera caught the two people and one mango on screen. The youth stood in the man’s shadow, his cheeks bulging as he ate. He seemed to be saying, “Do you want some?” as he held up the mango, then turned sideways and looked over at the camera in surprise––
The live broadcast froze.
On the stage, Ying Xiangxiang took a sip of water and lamented, “The scrolling comments are flying all over the place again.”
Blood Pigeon: “What?”
Ying Xiangxiang explained it to the straight man, “The Scarf CP is sending out candy. Alright, get ready to announce the reward for the compet.i.tion. Have the backstage clear out the comments. The scrolling comments are going to go crazy again.”
The virtual screen changed.
Ying Xiangxiang picked up the microphone and smiled like a fox, “Congratulations to our Scarf team for winning the championship in the team activity games. One week later, the prize will be distributed to both you and the fans who’ve voted for you––”
“North Star Technology’s new product of the year––two-person luxury life-saving capsule, quarterly endors.e.m.e.nt.”
Ying Xiangxiang blinked, smiling sweetly as she faced the audience, “Contestant Wu and Contestant Wei will take hardcopy advertising photos together inside this king-sized life-saving capsule.”
The broadcast hall burst into a frenzy.
Juurensha: Hohohohoho, you can indulge in some more snuggling, Little Witch! (Also it’s great that Thin Fire/Caesar managed to go through the guessing game so fast, I laughed so hard)
apricot: Man, if Thin Fire and Caesar won this compet.i.tion HAHA
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