Chapter 14

Recap

Someone who knew the students appeared in the live broadcast room and talked with others about “Ji Xinghai’s background.” But the experienced Ninth State viewers just listened casually and did not believe it.
There are too many people pretending to be students, classmates, neighbors, and relatives in the live broadcast room.
They especially like “role-playing”, one plays the white face* and the other plays the red face*, and then says some specious words, either provoking the opposition between men and women, or provoking the opposition between the rich and the poor.

*(evil, crafty characters)*(upright and righteous characters ref. See Jing role in chinese opera)
[Don’t believe in rumors or spread rumors; always be vigilant against scammers. Reported. ]

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Both the bow and the arrow were completely unfamiliar. It would take an hour or two of practice to regain the feeling of hitting the target every time. However, Ji Xinghai also knew that haste makes waste, so when he felt his muscles starting to ache, he put away the arrows and returned to the hunter’s cabin.

The iron pot was still steaming, and the water inside was about to boil dry, so he scooped a ladle to add more.

The wooden skeleton was still diligently polishing the arrowheads, and next to it were already polished, just waiting to be coated with poison.

Ji Xinghai saw that the potatoes and sweet potatoes in the pot were almost cooked, so he took them out and then went to the small vegetable garden to pick some green vegetables, wash them, and throw them in.

Eat some of the cooked potatoes and sweet potatoes now, and save some for a few days later. The soup is to be drunk now; he needs to take in vitamins. As for the rice, in addition to what he wants to eat now, the rest can be made into rice balls with salt.

Salt is a necessary seasoning.
He processed arrowheads, prepared food and water, and was busy for a long time. When the meal was done, two hours had passed.

In fact, there was bacon that was not human meat under the eaves outside. He didn’t care, but he was afraid that someone watching him would have unwarranted associations. It was too cost-ineffective to lower his reputation for a mouthful of insignificant meat.

He was crazy, not stupid.

Ji Xinghai didn’t know at all. Most of the viewers didn’t recognize that it was human meat. They were still wondering why the students didn’t burn some bacon to eat. Did he not like it?

And a small number of people who had recognized the composition of the bacon either didn’t want to cause panic or were looking forward to watching a good show, so they all chose to keep their mouths shut.
“Fortunately, student Ji Xinghai knew that it was human flesh. Otherwise, if he had eaten human flesh accidentally, those people would have had a collective thought and labeled our student as cannibal.”

“He must have learnt about it when his soul was away from his body. Do you think he was a Special Forces soldier during those nine years? He knows too much.”

The staff of the command center yawned, and the detoxified industrial strong tea in their hands could not dispel the sleepiness.

Not far behind them, several night shift teams were analyzing the recorded video frame by frame. In addition to the students themselves, they were more interested in analyzing the background environment.

“From the existing information, we can know that this is an escape-type instance game, and the main objects of the escape are civilians wearing coarse cloth clothes and holding farm tools as weapons, and they are a group of civilians belonging to multiple ethnic groups.

“The instance map drawn by combining the positions of all the students is close to the shape of a regular basin. By analyzing the vegetation, we know that this land is at a higher altitude. We compared the satellite map, and it is not in the Ninth State area. It may be a stage designed by the Hunger Academy.”
“It is autumn, the harvest season. The only thing that can make farmers abandon their harvest and farming and leave their homes is something that concerns their lives.

“There must be a group of powerful enemies in this instance that they cannot resist or even have no intention of resisting. These enemies also have a large number of weapons. At least for civilians holding farm tools, these people have an overwhelming force advantage.”
“Because many ethnic minorities still retain the habit of making their own cloth, clothes, and farm tools, the specific age cannot be judged from the weapons and clothes they have.
“Based on the above conditions, we have two guesses.”

The team leader was holding a meeting with the team members. They were all in high spirits, and it didn’t look like they were staying up all night.

“The first possibility is that the Hunger Academy designed the instance based on the conflict that happened in the village.

“Perhaps they had a fight because of some resource issues, and one side had overwhelming strength.

“This kind of thing was more common a hundred years ago. At that time, there was no order and it was chaotic, and the living environment was relatively poor. Fights between villages were common.”

“However, to force the residents of a village to the mountains, the other village must have a very strong deterrence and a very bad reputation. If caught, the residents would die or live a life worse than death.

“Here, if we consider the other party to be a mountain bandit.

“This can also explain why the enemy has a large number of long ranged artillery and is good at fighting.”

“The second possibility…” The team leader put the retrieved information there with a serious expression, ready to say something.
“Team leader, student Ji Xinghai, has reached the foot of the mountain.”

“What? Let me see!”

It was already getting close to night in the instance world, and the orange-red sunset hung lazily in the sky, like a huge salted duck egg yolk.

The conservative students had already filled their stomachs and hid in the shelter to get high-quality sleep to replenish their physical strength. The students who sought wealth and fame in danger began to go down the mountain, including Ji Xinghai and Zhang Ziqing.

[He went down the mountain?]

The viewers outside in the Ninth State were anxious, but they could do nothing about it. They had a more tolerant attitude towards Ji Xinghai, the random student who temporarily carried the hope of the Ninth State.

And everyone had just received a lot of benefits from him not long ago. Even if they were uneasy, they still had some comforting words to say in the live broadcast room.

It’s okay; it’s okay. I believe Brother Hai is not a reckless person.]
Ji Xinghai brought almost nothing with him. He hid the backpack full of food, water, and weapons separately. He only hid a sharp knife on his waist, which was coated with tree sap that was lethal.
The viewers were particularly afraid that he would accidentally cut himself, but fortunately, the knife was wrapped in coarse cloth.
The wooden door of the hunter’s hut was closed, and the red-haired hound, who was not afraid except when facing Ji Xinghai, was tied to the door.
“If the house is occupied by someone when I come back, I will chop you up and eat dog meat hotpot.” Ji Xinghai said to the dog, and the dog seemed to understand, with its tail twitching.
[Eat!] [We want to eat it later!] The viewers in the live broadcast room were so nervous that their teeth were chattering, so they simply joked around to ease their emotions, seemingly to comfort themselves.
Since they couldn’t stop Ji Xinghai, they might as well join in the clamor. If it really doesn’t work, doesn’t Ninth State still have five exemptions?
While there was still a faint light, Ji Xinghai came down from the path. The narrow and uneven stone path was hidden in the mountains and forests, and it would be missed if they were not careful.
From this angle, the hunter’s cabin is quite hidden, surrounded by tall trees, and not easy to discover.

The path twists and turns, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes stone, sometimes mud. If you walk at night, you may fall off the cliff after a few steps. Ji Xinghai memorized the route and the details on both sides as he walked.

He has been trained to have a temporary “photographic memory,”  which can ensure that he will not forget it within a few hours after emergency memorization.

The days are short in autumn, and the sun sets quickly. Soon the sky will be gray-blue. Ji Xinghai, dressed in black, is partially concealed in the mountains and forests.

He climbed up a tree and saw the twinkling lights of fire at the foot of the mountain through the dense leaves. A village is not far away, surrounded by farmland like an isolated island.

“Huh?” Ji Xinghai frowned almost the moment he saw the farmland. It was the first time he had such a real and unconcealed expression change.

“What did he see?” The staff in the black tower wanted to see the background clearly, but it was blurry. “Call the Federal Jessen’s screen recording. There may be something strange about the cultivated land.”

“Yes.”

“Boss, these lands were carefully plowed not long ago, and it seemed that they were going to plant something, but an accident happened before they could do so.”

The minister looked at the enlarged and detailed pictures. He didn’t know why Ji Xinghai cared about these cultivated lands. The southern mountainous areas of the Y Continent can still be planted in August and September, so it’s not surprising to plow the soil.

In the instance. The sky got darker, and more lights lit up. Most of the firelight gathered in one place, in the bunker at the center. There were also a few light spots outside moving at a uniform speed, as if they were patrolling the area.

Several beams of light suddenly projected from the highest point of the bunker, sweeping across the grassland and fields.

There were indeed organized enemies at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, Zhang Ziqing also went down the mountain through another road. He went down the river, which was the best way to find a way down the mountain in an unfamiliar forest.
But because of this, he and Ji Xinghai missed each other perfectly, and the two of them were standing at two places a few hundred meters apart.

The people in the command center breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had confidence in Ji Xinghai, Zhang Ziqing was an elite player trained strictly by them, so his personal combat abilities were very strong.

Ji Xinghai, Zhang Ziqing, and other people who had already gone down the mountain did not act rashly. They observed the range and frequency of the spotlights, as well as the paths of the patrol personnel, while waiting for complete darkness.

During this period, Ji Xinghai found some unknown plants, squeezed out the juice, and applied it all over his face, hands, and body. This substance can eliminate the “human smell” on his body and cover up his fair skin.

Time passed minute by minute, one hour by two hours; it was completely dark, and a large number of foreign viewers poured into Ji Xinghai’s live broadcast room.

There were only a dozen students who dared to go down the mountain to find out. These students were famous in foreign forums, and some even opened bets on their lives. Among them were some foreigners attracted by Ji Xinghai.

[Ahead is either a big prize or death.]
[The Ninth State students are courting death, the random student have no self-awareness.]
[You know nothing; Brother Hai is not a reckless person; he must have his own considerations.]
Foreign viewers only thought that the Ninth State people were stubborn, but soon they had no time to mock, and their eyes were unconsciously attracted by the agility of the Ninth State student.
[You Ninth State people still say you don’t know kung fu?] Watching Ji Xinghai get down from the tree as agile as a mountain cat and sneak into the silent plain under the cover of night, the foreign viewers shouted.
In an era without light pollution, the world was so dark that you couldn’t see your hand in front of you. The viewers could only see the golden mark on Ji Xinghai’s head moving.
He moved slowly in the dark without making any abrupt sounds.
A beam of dazzling light swept across the grass not far in front of him.
The viewers were startled, but Ji Xinghai had already used the few seconds of the beam to quickly pass through the dangerous area. He had a map in his mind, remembering the routes and time intervals of all the spotlights.

Suddenly, Ji Xinghai, who was walking with his back bent, discovered something. He quickly rolled to the side and hid in the high grass he had walked through before.

Enemy?

The viewers immediately perked up and stared at the dark screen.

Tick, tick. The second hand above moved silently. After about half a minute, a small fire appeared in sight. It was so weak and so eye-catching, bringing a suffocating pressure to the dark night.

Who was it? The viewers almost stood up and stuck to the screen to see the blurred shadow under the fire.

The wind brought messy footsteps, which were getting closer and louder. Ji Xinghai was motionless in the grass, his breathing adjusted to the frequency of the wind blowing the grass leaves, and only the pair of eyes that were still sharp in the dark night were silently looking into the distance through the gaps between the grass.

Finally, the fire appeared, and the orange-red light and a row of shadows were imprinted in his light-colored eyes.

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T/N: Who’s that? What’s that? Will he be discovered?

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