"I regret it... I regret it so much!!!"
"If I hadn't participated in this show, I wouldn't have gone into the bamboo forest, and if I hadn't gone into the bamboo forest, I wouldn't have encountered the bamboo rat."
"If I hadn't encountered the bamboo rat, I wouldn't have been hit by a bamboo shoot because I wanted to catch one..."
Da Ma Hou lay on the bed, his voice choked with sobs.
He stared blankly ahead, as if hope had been lost.
At this point, he paused, as if recalling his embarrassing performance on the show, and suddenly thrashed on the bed.
"Ahhhh!!! Can someone give me a Moonlight Treasure Box so I can start over,呜呜呜呜."
He wailed.
Fortunately, this was a soundproof room, so no one could hear him, no matter how loudly he screamed.
The door opened, and his assistant entered with the doctor.
The assistant's expression was filled with worry and concern, as if the sky had fallen.
"Doctor, you must save him. After this experience, he'll surely... sigh, I don't even know if his experience points will be reduced to zero because of this."
"But at least let's get his wound healed first. We'll deal with the rest later."
"If it's really... then I'll have to sacrifice myself, for the sake of all the fans, for the sake of the common people!"
The assistant was clearly good at imagining things, her face a mix of contorted expressions, finally settling into one of noble resolve, as if she were about to offer herself for Da Ma Hou.
Hearing such a dramatic voice, Da Ma Hou endured, and endured, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He lifted the covers and glared at his assistant.
"Qiao An, I think you're tired of living!"
"Are you coveting my backside? Ow... ouch~"
With a sudden movement, he pulled on his wound.
Da Ma Hou, who had been glaring fiercely moments ago, was now lying weakly on the bed, unable to move.
Seeing this, Qiao An wanted to laugh but dared not.
They had a good relationship, and a little teasing wouldn't hurt.
However, the doctor and nurses watching their performance looked confused—
"Hmph! Who are these drama queens? Get them out of here!"
The doctor said nothing, but his expression said it all.
Qiao An also understood that there were limits to joking around.
He coughed, became serious in an instant, moved aside, and invited the doctor to examine the patient.
Da Ma Hou lay flat on his hands, feeling utterly humiliated.
He did Kegel exercises every day and took good care of himself, but today he had suffered such a fate!
Bamboo shoots! He and those things were sworn enemies!
As Da Ma Hou thought about it, tears welled up in his eyes.
The bamboo shoot in the bamboo forest replayed in his mind countless times, the excruciating pain making him involuntarily clench his buttocks.
"Ouch, doctor, be gentle."
"...I haven't touched you."
The doctor looked utterly perplexed. After examining the wound, he already had a treatment plan in mind.
"It's torn. Just apply the ointment on time."
With that, the doctor left with the nurses without waiting for Da Ma Hou to say anything else.
The patient who had been bitten by a snake had just been sent away, and more patients were continuously being admitted.
They, the doctors, were very busy.
More importantly, this room was unbearable, filled with a homosexual atmosphere!
In the doctor's opinion, none of these streamers were normal.
In fact, the entire competition was not very normal.
They, esteemed military doctors, were being used to treat these physically weak little guys.
It was a waste of talent.
Da Ma Hou was unaware of the doctor's inner thoughts.
He sighed and looked at his assistant, Qiao An.
"Qiao An, do you think I'm particularly unlucky?"
"I participated in a competition and got hit hard."
He rolled his eyes, as if lamenting the injustice of heaven.
Seeing him acting silly, Qiao An couldn't help but roll his eyes as well.
"Stop joking. Some people are even more miserable than you."
"Like that streamer in the next room who was taken away after just one injection."
"And the one next to that, who seems to have developed a mental problem after entering some place."
"Of all the streamers I've seen with problems along the way, you're actually considered lightly injured."
As Qiao An spoke, his expression became increasingly serious. m..oΓg
Ever since he entered this military hospital, he had felt that something was wrong, but he had never dared to say these words to anyone.
Now that he had finally found someone to confide in, he poured it all out.
"I don't know why you were so determined to participate in this competition. I watched the live stream, and only Sister Zhou and Jiang Fan's group were doing well."
"The island is huge, and most people landed near you, in the rainforest area."
"But the other side of the island is a barren plain, where there seem to be strange things, and even the show's cameras couldn't get through."
"Many people landed in that area and were sent back before the first day was over."
"In fact, I secretly peeked just now, and some people were sent back with broken arms and legs. This competition... I feel something is strange."
Qiao An spoke sentence by sentence, his expression becoming more and more subtle.
By the end, he hesitated to speak, looking at Da Ma Hou, opening his mouth, but saying nothing.
His words piqued Da Ma Hou's interest.
He curiously looked out the window towards the corridor—
He saw nothing.
A thick curtain covered the window, making it impossible to see or hear anything outside.
Perhaps they were intentionally preventing them from seeing.
Once the thought arose, it wouldn't stop.
"This competition... does have some background. To gather so many popular streamers, they probably want to use our traffic to show the audience something."
"Some things are better left unknown than known. Don't let your curiosity get the better of you, and don't investigate."
"By the way, you said Sister Zhou was doing well. Didn't that woman only watch a two-minute video before? I even teased her during the live broadcast back then."
"Without any experience, she can still do well?"
Da Ma Hou looked at Qiao An eagerly, his expression clearly indicating he wanted to know more.
As long-term collaborators, how could Qiao An not know what the other person was thinking?
He took a tablet from his bag and handed it to Da Ma Hou.
"Here, take a look yourself."
Following the sound, Da Ma Hou saw that on a video website, someone had specifically edited the island adventures of Zhou Niannian and Jiang Fan.
Others were surviving, but they were adventuring.
On the first day, they teased Sister Zhou, found food, collected water, and before everyone else was ready, they had already started a fire with wooden stakes. With incredible luck, they even found two parachutes and some parachute ropes.
Although Zhou Niannian and that Jiang Fan fell ill one after another, it did not stop their progress.
On the second day, they even drank snake soup, with food and drink. Zhou Niannian getting lost also turned into a "picnic."
Compared to Da Ma Hou's own experience, it was truly enraging to compare oneself to others.
Watching Zhou Niannian and Jiang Fan's survival journey, Da Ma Hou even felt a surge of excitement and instinctively sat up straight.
"Holy crap, can I apply to go back to the island? I can fight for another hundred days!"
"Ow, my butt."
As soon as he sat up, his butt flared with pain, and he could only lie back on the bed weakly.
Thinking of his own predicament and the trending topics online.
He choked back tears.
"Qiao An, help me pack my things. I want to go to Mars, 呜呜呜~"