One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Although he managed to withstand the impact of the landing thanks to the Golden Light Mantra, and was cushioned a few times by the treetops, he didn't suffer a severe injury.

But the worst thing was that when he landed, a gust of wind blew him off course, and he was completely separated from the main force!

To make matters worse, before he could even have a sip of water, he was spotted by five burly men who looked like brown bears.

They pursued and intercepted him relentlessly, eventually forcing him into a dead-end cave.

"Tread, step, step..."

The heavy military boots pounded on the gravel, making a suffocatingly close sound.

Four tall Russian men, all over two meters tall, formed a tactical fan shape, completely sealing off the entrance to the cave.

Leading the group was none other than Ivan, the bald giant who had been forced to eat two handfuls of sunflower seeds by Zhang Chulan in the waiting area before the opening ceremony!

At this moment, Ivan was no longer astonished as he had been when Zhang Chulan handed out sunflower seeds.

His grey-blue eyes revealed a beast-like calmness and shrewdness.

As one of Russia's top special operations geniuses, he is not a simpleton with all his strength and no brains.

"Zhang Chulan, the odd job for the Chinese team."

Ivan, speaking fluent Chinese and toying with a specially made dagger in his hand, coldly spoke:

"Give up the resistance. We have blocked your escape route; you cannot escape."

"Holy crap, this bald guy is so damn sneaky! He speaks such fluent Chinese, and he was even putting on an act with me before?!"

Zhang Chulan's palms were sweaty.

He slowly drew the watermelon knife from his waist, and the golden light spell within his body seemed to boil on his skin as if it were a tangible substance.

One against five, and five top geniuses who were fully armed!

How do we fight this?

With my small frame, I probably wouldn't even be enough to fill their teeth!

"Brothers, we've at least had a past connection!"

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, attempting to appeal to emotions:

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. Just pretend you didn't see me and let me off the hook, okay?"

"Friendship is friendship, and competition is competition."

Ivan had a wicked grin on his face. He didn't rush to make his move, but instead pointed his dagger at the bulging bag on Zhang Chulan's back.

"Paradise Island has a harsh environment and scarce resources. We don't want to waste our energy."

Ivan presented the conditions:

"Leave your backpack behind, and also tell me the landing coordinates of the rest of your Chinese team."

"Hand over these two items, and I'll allow you to leave. It's a fair deal."

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan was stunned for a moment.

and many more!

Something's not right!

These Russians blocked me for ages, setting up such a professional formation.

So all you did was steal my bag of snacks? And ask for directions while you were at it?

Zhang Chulan's eyes subtly swept over the positions of the people opposite him.

Although they sealed the cave entrance, there was no trace of murderous intent emanating from them!

They even deliberately maintained a delicate, safe distance, showing no intention of launching a full-scale attack!

"If I were their prey..."

Zhang Chulan's eyes darted around, his mind as clear as a mirror.

"These ruthless guys swarmed me and beat me half to death!"

"They won't dare to make a move!"

A bold guess became clear in Zhang Chulan's mind.

"The Chinese team is not a target for the Russian team at all!"

"They ambushed me purely because they saw I was alone, hoping to steal my supplies and extort some information from me!"

"Because according to the organizing committee's ridiculous [Divine Restriction Barrier] rules, if you actively attack a target that isn't your prey, you'll be struck by lightning!!!"

I've figured out this logic.

Zhang Chulan felt a surge of heat rush to his head.

What does it mean to find a way out of a desperate situation?

What do you mean by a loophole in the competition system?!

This is practically a gift from God!

next second.

Under the astonished gazes of Ivan and the four Russian geniuses.

Zhang Chulan did something that caused their collective brains to crash.

Slurp it down.

Zhang Chulan immediately withdrew the dazzling golden light emanating from his body.

He casually tossed the gleaming watermelon knife to his feet.

"You...you've thought it through?"

Ivan frowned, finding the other party's surrender gesture a little too smooth, but he still extended his hand:

"Throw the bag over here."

"Robbery, is it? Extortion, is it?"

Zhang Chulan did not remove the bag.

Instead, he straightened his back and put his hands behind his back.

Then, he strode with an extremely arrogant and utterly infuriatingly smug gait.

He swaggered over to Ivan!

"Come!"

Zhang Chulan walked directly in front of Ivan, the two of them less than half a meter apart.

He stretched out his finger and forcefully tapped his left cheek.

The expression on his face was so utterly smug!

"Hit me!"

Zhang Chulan roared at the top of his lungs, letting out a deafening roar:

"Come on! You guys wanted to steal my bag, didn't you?!"

"Smack me here! Slap me hard in the face!"

"Anyone who doesn't slap me hard across the face today is a son of a bitch!"

"???"

Ivan was completely stunned.

The four men behind him were so shocked that they almost dropped their guns.

Did this kid hit his head on the ground when he jumped from the plane and develop severe schizophrenia?!

"Zhang Chulan, what's wrong with you? Step back!"

Ivan instinctively sensed something was wrong, and his hand holding the dagger subconsciously pulled back.

"Screw you!"

Zhang Chulan is like a piece of chewing gum that you can't shake off; if Ivan takes a step back, he takes two steps forward.

He even reached out and grabbed Ivan's fist, which was as big as a sandbag.

They dragged it forcefully and shoved it into their own face!

"Big brother! I beg you! Punish me!"

Zhang Chulan's face was full of sincerity and longing:

"Where did that fierceness you had just shown? Show it again!"

"Use your iron fists, as big as casserole dishes, to let me experience the charm of Russian combat!"

"Come on, baby! Don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower!"

"Fuck!! Let go! Let go of me!!"

Ivan was now completely panicked!

He finally realized that this bastard had seen through his hand and was exploiting a bug here!

As long as my fist hurts this kid's face.

The island's [Divine Barrier] will determine that he has actively attacked a non-prey target!

The lightning bolts from the sky, as thick as a bowl, could turn them into mummies in a matter of minutes!

"Boss Ivan! This kid's a madman! Break free from him!"

The four Russian geniuses behind him were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly, fearing that Zhang Chulan would try to scam them.

The ace of the Russian team, a muscular man over 1.9 meters tall.

At this moment, she was forced to sweat profusely by a skinny young Chinese man, desperately pulling her hand back like a wronged young wife.

"I won't let go! Hit me then! You're not leaving today unless you hit me!"

Zhang Chulan clung tightly to Ivan's arm, practically hanging on him.