The black panther had truly taken a beating.
Even though the jungle was supposed to be its domain, its four paws remained planted on the ground, unable to comprehend what had happened for a long time.
It was genuinely dazed from the fall.
It had no idea that nearly ten million people were watching its embarrassment through the camera, laughing heartily.
Shaking its head, it decided to press on.
"It charged! It attacked!"
"The black panther is clearly unwilling to concede defeat and has launched another fierce assault on the Burmese python!"
"Oh dear—it fell again!"
Despite it being a live commentary, Le Le was more passionate about this snake and panther than any commentator during a match.
Watching the black panther fly backward once more, Le Le burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, this black panther has been thoroughly tricked by this sly snake. Speaking of which, it was Coach Jiang who gave them pointers last night."
"Making two Class II protected animals fight each other, what a wicked man."
She sighed, then turned to Bear Grylls next to her.
"Bear Grylls, in your opinion, did they really fight because they listened to Coach Jiang's advice?"
"I feel something is off. Can animals understand human speech?"
Bear Grylls, who had been lounging lazily nearby, was finally called upon.
Hearing Le Le's question, a smile spread across his face, as if amused by her naive query.
"In nature, only a very small number of animals, after undergoing training, can understand human language."
"But the behavior of these two animals, I think it's likely due to their exceptional sentience."
Bear Grylls guessed, yet a peculiar thought arose in his mind—
Perhaps this sentience was only for certain humans or animals with whom they shared an equal footing?
The fleeting, inexplicable thought crossed his mind, and he paid it no mind.
The director switched the camera again. This time, the subject on screen was none other than the protagonists they had just been discussing—
Zhou Niannian and Jiang Fan.
As a team with two wild boars in reserve, their breakfast was extremely lavish.
A bowl of meat soup, with tender white meat floating in the water. While not as visually appealing as modern seasonings could make it, it was at least easy on the stomach.
Looking at this breakfast, the viewers hesitated.
The consensus was that they couldn't bring themselves to enjoy this meat soup.
"There's not even any chopped scallions!"
It wasn't just the viewers who thought so; Jiang Fan couldn't help but mutter to himself, with a look of disdain.
Though his voice was quiet, it immediately drew a glare from Zhou Niannian.
She, who was in charge of breakfast today, could not tolerate this contempt!
Holding the bamboo bowl, Zhou Niannian argued her case.
"It's just missing scallions. Look how beautifully the meat is stewed, and the oil floating on top, it's very nutritious!"
"In the wild, being able to eat meat is already great! And you're complaining? As a cook, I'm losing face!"
Zhou Niannian rolled her eyes.
She wasn't unaware of what Jiang Fan's disdain was about.
He thought her cooking wasn't good enough!
But one's skills can improve with practice. As long as she cooked a few more times...
Thinking this, Zhou Niannian held the bamboo bowl, frowned, and took a sip of the soup, which carried a faint bloody aroma, and sniffled.
She was trying to comfort herself internally while scanning the campsite, looking left and right, but couldn't find what she was looking for.
Her gaze suddenly froze.
She abruptly stood up, looking around, even pacing back and forth, but still couldn't find what she was seeking.
Just as the viewers were wondering what she was looking for, Zhou Niannian turned to Jiang Fan, who was calmly drinking his meat soup, and demanded,
"Where's my bow? The big bow I made last night?"
She gestured excitedly with her hands, her words tinged with a hint of panic and a sliver of hope.
As if expecting Jiang Fan had simply put the bow away safely.
But the man who continued to drink his soup calmly didn't sense her unusual state.
Jiang Fan turned to Zhou Niannian and replied,
"The bow was used when dealing with the giant python last night."
"And then?"
"It broke."
He declared the bow's fate concisely.
It was made in a hurry, with no time for proper craftsmanship.
Naturally, it couldn't bear the stress when used, and it was within expectations that it wouldn't hold up.
When Jiang Fan took the bow out, he hadn't expected it to return intact.
But Zhou Niannian didn't see it that way.
She stood frozen in place, completely stunned.
For those few seconds, she seemed to have stopped breathing.
A pang of bitterness spread through her heart, rising to her throat.
That slight hint of spiciness blocked her throat, making her choked up.
Even tears welled up in her eyes.
"You, you..."
"You are utterly wicked and deserve to be punished!!"
"Wick-, wicked..."
Her voice grew increasingly choked, her mind becoming blank.
Zhou Niannian merely tried to maintain her meager composure, attempting to convey her feelings to Jiang Fan.
But she couldn't find the right words to continue.
"Deserving of death."
"Right, you deserve to die!!! Uh... but maybe not that far."
Her extreme agitation, deflated by Jiang Fan's calm demeanor, was like a pricked balloon.
Instantly deflated, her previous enthusiasm for wilderness survival vanished without a trace.
Jiang Fan, not understanding her emotions, quickly finished his meat soup and said,
"It's normal for it to break. We can just make another one."
As he spoke, he retrieved a bundle of well-preserved bamboo from a corner, clearly chosen by him the previous day.
Last night, Zhou Niannian had wondered what these bamboos were for.
Now knowing the truth, tears were about to stream down her face.
Of course, she didn't end up crying.
Zhou Niannian still maintained her dignity as a female streamer, swallowing all tears and hardships.
"Mm."
She replied softly, without saying more, and picked up a bamboo stalk without a word, beginning to shave it.
Zhou Niannian deliberately sat a distance away from Jiang Fan, clearly sulking.
Jiang Fan looked at her, said nothing, rubbed his nose, and shifted his gaze.
Clearly at fault, his movements became a little quicker.
He placed the prepared bow back onto the fire, stood up, dusted off his legs, as if nothing had happened.
"Once the bow is finished, we'll process the wild boar from last night along with it."
"I'll go scout the surroundings."
Saying this, he slung his backpack over his shoulder, equipped his military knife, but did not receive a response from Zhou Niannian.
He turned to look; the girl was silent, seemingly focused on what she was doing.
Seeking trouble for himself... Jiang Fan certainly wouldn't think that.
Not receiving a reply, but knowing she had heard him, Jiang Fan said no more, turned, and left, quickly disappearing into the rainforest.
The surroundings became quiet again, with only the faint rustling of leaves.
And the chirping of insects.
Zhou Niannian sniffled, using the cleaner part of her wrist to wipe her eyes.
Her back to Jiang Fan, her eyes were already red.
"Jiang Fan, you dense man, I'm never talking to you again!"