"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Not so fast."
"You woman, can't you be gentler?"
"Hiss—it's ripped, it's definitely ripped. I'll never forgive this bamboo shoot!"
Battling the storm, Big Monkey clutched his backside, tears welling up.
With the help of Sister Tuanzi, who knew the truth, he finally escaped the bamboo shoot.
The searing pain behind him, the feeling of being constipated for a week left him weak and trembling, tears streaming down his face, quickly washed away by the rain.
"Who says a man doesn't shed tears easily? It's just that he hasn't reached the point of utter despair, ahhhhh... cough, cough!"
"Ptooey, ptooey!"
Big Monkey wailed, his wide-open mouth filling with rain water mixed with dust.
Sister Tuanzi, her face already flushed red, glared at him impatiently and urged him on.
"Stop joking around. Wasn't the 'exploding chrysanthemum' satisfying enough for you?"
"Let's go, quickly, back to the cave."
"If our clothes don't dry in this rain, we risk catching a cold."
As she spoke, she cast a worried glance at the sky.
It was a shade darker than usual, with extremely low visibility.
They had already ventured far in search of food, taking a significant risk.
If they encountered more trouble on the way back, it would be a devastating blow.
Especially with Big Monkey in his current state, any delay could lead to elimination.
Her worry was understandable.
Big Monkey nodded, his right hand still covering his rear, and extended his left hand to Sister Tuanzi.
"My legs are weak, my back aches. Support me."
Leaning on her, he felt slightly better. He glanced back at the bamboo shoot, feeling a pang of regret.
"This bamboo shoot growing here seems to have a connection with me. Why don't we break it off and eat it?"
"Ugh—you eat it if you want. I'm not eating anything covered in 'fertilizer.' By the way, your pants seem to be torn."
"Damn it! Then let's go back, quickly!"
Mentioning his pants, Big Monkey suddenly realized something. His expression shifted instantly, and he urged her on.
Sister Tuanzi complied, supporting him as they struggled back in the rain.
Their sorry state was enough to make anyone weep.
The mischievous director even zoomed in the camera.
In the heavy rain, the bamboo shoot was blurry, but the fabric clinging to it, fluttering in the wind, was unmistakable.
Who could bear to watch this?
"Switch the camera, switch it quickly! My eyes can't take this!"
"Ahhhh! If I watch any longer, I'll get a sty. The director is too cruel, switch it off!"
"Putting aside everything else, Sister Tuanzi is truly miserable. Big Monkey is down, and she'll have to handle everything from now on. In this regard, she and Sister Zhou are worlds apart."
"Are you kidding me? At least Brother Jiang wasn't 'exploding his chrysanthemum,' haha. A cold is just a minor attack; how can it compare to this, which is amplified ten-fold?"
The viewers' descriptions painted vivid pictures.
Jiang Fan, resting in his tent far away, felt a sudden chill down his spine for no reason.
He opened his eyes sharply but found nothing.
Without much thought, consumed by drowsiness, he soon fell back asleep.
Lele watched with amusement, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
She turned to Bear Grylls and asked curiously.
"Bear Grylls, if you encounter such a situation in the wild, what should you do?"
"This... I've never encountered this before, so I don't know how to handle it."
Bear Grylls said, unable to resist touching his nose and giving an embarrassed smile.
"This is probably a situation where you'd need to see a doctor. After all, an injury in that area is quite serious."
His words elicited another wave of laughter.
Everyone was focused on the predicament of Big Monkey and Sister Tuanzi.
They had truly hit rock bottom with this situation.
But their misfortune was far from over.
Limping, Big Monkey finally returned to the cave they had been staying in.
Only to discover uninvited guests had already arrived.
As he slowly sat down inside the cave, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The dry, warm space would allow him to recover.
His grim mood gradually relaxed as he listened to the rain outside, feeling a sense of healing.
"Great, at least we have a cave to stay in."
Big Monkey said, placing his hands on his knees, intending to bend down and relax further.
To his surprise, his fingertips brushed against something furry, startling him and making him snatch his hand back.
How strange!
He touched it again!
Gathering his courage, he quickly groped the area in front of him.
Indeed, it felt like fur, not soft, but rather rough and stiff.
His mind, clouded by the posterior assault, finally began to process.
There was an unknown creature in front of him!
Damn it!
Big Monkey instinctively stood up, forgetting his injury.
This sudden movement seemed to have torn his wound.
He couldn't help but let out a yelp, his legs went weak, and he immediately collapsed onto the unknown creature on the ground.
The indescribable sensation made his scalp tingle.
Sister Tuanzi, having just finished preparing the bamboo rat, was about to start cooking when she heard Big Monkey's cry and turned to scold him impatiently.
"What are you yelling about?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she met a pair of fierce green beastly eyes.
Those sharp, wild eyes held no trace of humanity.
"Roar—"
A deep growl, full of dominance.
The non-human sound made her scream instinctively.
"A monster!"
She immediately turned and fled.
Without forgetting to drag her teammate along.
Poor Big Monkey, before he could react, was dragged away stumbling.
If it were any other time, it would be fine, but now...
He was already on his last breath.
As if a phantom soul had drifted from his mouth.
The person is dead, please burn paper for offerings.
They finally stopped after running a considerable distance.
Their hearts pounded, their brains starved of oxygen.
Their blood boiled, unfazed by the fierce storm.
Sister Tuanzi panted, her mind replaying the beastly eyes and the menacing roar. Her heart trembled, and she abandoned the idea of returning.
Resigned, she sat on a fallen log, letting the rain lash against her.
"Forget it, we'll stay here for the night."
"......"
Big Monkey had already closed his eyes.
Rest in peace...
In the end, Big Monkey was rescued by the search and rescue team despite the heavy rain, while Sister Tuanzi watched silently, saying nothing.
The ordeal of these two could be considered the most tragic event of the competition so far.
While everyone mourned their plight, countless parody videos began to emerge.
#InMemoryOfOurChrysanthemum Warrior Big Monkey#
#ThatEcstatic Sit#
#WriteASongUsingBigMonkey'sScreams#
That evening, Big Monkey, having just had his wounds treated at the hospital, saw the trending topics online. He closed his eyes and tilted his head.
He fainted dead away.