It was an undeveloped, virgin island in the Atlantic Ocean.
The lush rainforest displayed the miraculous craftsmanship of nature.
Trees dozens of meters tall obscured the view below, making it impossible to discern the terrain.
Beyond the rainforest lay a boundless sea, its horizon indiscernible.
As the plane approached the island, the passengers gasped in awe, their hearts filled with reverence for nature.
Only the man seated by the window, upon seeing the island, showed a complex expression.
The man was named Jiang Fan, a traverser.
In his previous life, he was a survival streamer.
While battling nature, he had accidentally died in an avalanche.
He had thought he was dead.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself on a plane, facing a massive, uninhabited island.
In a daze, his past life felt like a dream.
"Is it a dream..."
Jiang Fan murmured, but quickly regained his composure, the reason for being on the plane automatically appearing in his mind.
He was participating in a survival competition for one hundred streamers organized by the Shark live-streaming platform.
As the largest live-streaming platform in Long Country, Shark had spared no expense this time.
One hundred streamers, divided into numbers 1-100, would survive for a hundred days, followed by a month of intense competition to vie for the grand prize.
Jiang Fan rubbed the tag hanging at his waist.
The feel of number 66 was very distinct.
At this moment, the plane had reached the airspace above the island and was about to land.
"Buzz—"
A piercing alarm suddenly sounded, shattering the lively atmosphere on the plane.
The streamers fell silent, frequently craning their necks, their expressions turning apprehensive.
One impatient streamer intended to stand up and go forward to see what was happening.
But before he could unbuckle his seatbelt, the plane violently shook.
In the next second, it made a large arc in the sky.
A strong sense of weightlessness forced them to grab onto their armrests to barely steady themselves.
"Damn! What's going on?"
"What happened?!"
"What's wrong with the plane!!!"
The cabin descended into chaos, shouts echoing from all directions.
Jiang Fan frowned, gripping the armrest, leaning slightly forward to maintain balance, looking ahead with a grim expression.
An NPC, who had been playing the role of a flight attendant, rushed out, his face ashen, shouting at them.
"The plane is malfunctioning and will crash immediately."
He desperately held onto the handrail by the door, trying to maintain his balance on the moving aircraft, yelling into the cabin.
"There are parachutes under your seats, put them on!"
"We have to jump now to survive, hurry up!"
The staff member's words quickly spread panic throughout the plane.
After a brief silence.
The cabin erupted like a firecracker.
Many streamers began to panic, fumbling around their seats.
Some stood up, demanding a more specific explanation from the staff.
But due to the plane's violent turbulence, they fell down.
The scene grew increasingly chaotic, with faint cries audible.
But in this situation, they had no choice but to follow orders and quickly put on their parachutes.
The cabin door was opened, and closest to the door was streamer number 23, Zhou Niannian.
Having donned her parachute, she looked out at the sky, five to six hundred meters below, her heart sinking.
Her legs trembled uncontrollably, her lips pale with anxiety, but she couldn't muster the courage to jump.
"No, wait a bit longer."
"Can't the plane descend a little more? It's so high, how can I jump?"
Normally, other streamers would have teased her for being timid.
But danger was imminent, and the streamers behind her began to urge her on.
"Hurry up, if you're not jumping, don't block the way."
"This is a dangerous situation, don't hesitate!"
"Jumping from this height will definitely kill me, can't it be a little lower?"
"Help... I don't want to jump..."
The streamers' words were a jumbled mess, and with the plane's more violent jolts, their fear reached its peak.
Jiang Fan stood right behind Zhou Niannian.
He felt the plane's violent, yet rhythmic, swaying, his brow slightly raised, as if realizing something.
His gaze fell upon the staff member standing calmly behind the other streamers, and Jiang Fan's suspicion was confirmed.
His already not-so-panicked heart became even calmer.
At this moment, a robotic voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
[Wilderness Survival System Activated.]
Host: Jiang Fan
Physique: 30 (Weak)
Strength: 45 (Little strength)
Speed: 40 (Slow reaction)
Luck: 50 (Mediocre)
Skills: None
Talent: None
Survival Points: 0
[Mall Entrance] (Inactive)
Achievements: None
[Instructions]
[1. Achievements are unlocked to randomly obtain Survival Points, Skills, and Talents. Please explore on your own to achieve them.]
[2. Survival Points are obtained through Achievements and Popularity. They can be used to add points to Physique, Strength, Speed, Luck, etc., or to redeem items from the Mall.]
.......
A dim blue screen appeared before Jiang Fan, displaying simple data.
His gaze lingered on the four attributes for a moment, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.
There were two more lines of instructions below.
But the plane, still wildly asserting its presence, left him no time to attend to the system.
He looked again at the hesitant female streamer and casually stretched his ankle.
..........
At this very moment, in the backend of the Shark platform, nearly a thousand surveillance cameras strategically placed on the island were operating in an orderly fashion.
Five hundred logistical and medical personnel, hidden in various parts of the island, were conducting a final sweep.
Three hundred staff responsible for editing and post-production were seated at their computers, on standby.
Everything was ready. Upon seeing the footage of the plane 'crash,' they calmly activated the official live stream.
Clearly, this was an officially designed spectacle.
A grand performance to observe the reactions of the hundred streamers at the outset.
The director responsible for organizing this competition frowned deeply upon seeing the stalemate on the plane.
"Ground crew, increase the stimulus. NPCs, hurry and make them jump, or just kick them out!"
"Director, isn't that... a bit much?"
"What's too much? Speed! Don't delay the progress!"
The director urged, not forgetting to monitor the progress of the official live stream.
After all, it was an officially organized event. They had provided ample publicity beforehand, and at the start of the broadcast, they were given the prime viewing slot.
Five thousand.
Ten thousand.
One hundred thousand.
Two hundred thousand.
A continuous stream of viewers entered the live stream, which somewhat eased the director's frown.
But the viewers who had just entered were stunned.
"Damn, what's going on? They're still live-streaming a plane crash? Hurry and find rescue!"
"Don't worry, viewers ahead. This is probably planned by the program team. I heard the director hired by Shark platform is ruthless, I didn't expect the start to be so exciting!"
"Lightning strike at the opening! Good heavens, just jump if you're supposed to. What's wrong with Sister Zhou? Blocking the exit. If it were a real plane crash, wouldn't she be a drag, a pig teammate?"
"She's a beautiful streamer, after all. Give her some leeway. Look at the height below, not everyone has the guts to parachute. If it were me... I'd definitely kick her down!"
The bullet comments were refreshing, and the audience was very interested in the plane crash arranged by the program team.
But watching Zhou Niannian's reaction, they also wanted to complain.
Many viewers were frustrated, even wishing they could give her a kick to get her moving.
At this moment, the scene changed.
Zhou Niannian, unable to bear the immense pressure before the jump, inevitably looked back.
"Why don't you guys go first..."
Before she could finish speaking, she felt an irresistible force on her waist.
She was instantly kicked out of the cabin.
The intense sensation of weightlessness made Zhou Niannian's mind go blank, unable to think.
Time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment.
Facing the cabin door, she saw the man with the number 66 tag retracting his kicked leg.
Their eyes met.
Zhou Niannian even saw the man nod at her before he stylishly parachuted.
Only she was falling towards the ground under the force of gravity.
A scream echoed in the air.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"
The woman's scream resounded in the sky, echoing over the entire island, and drifting away.
It took a long time for it to subside.