"Hahahaha! It's the sixth day, and you just realized you were following the wrong account. Are you fans too slow?"
"What the heck, Jiang Fan's account doesn't even have an avatar, and his profile is completely empty. This looks like a newly registered account! It's hard to understand what the official's criteria for selecting participants are if someone like this gets chosen."
"Shouldn't it be that Jiang Shen is just incredibly lucky? Even a newly registered empty account can get selected."
"I'm starting to get curious, what exactly do you people like about him? Do you like that he has no avatar, or do you like that he has no profile?"
Many viewers of the wild survival show, after enjoying the gossip, sent their deepest regards to Jiang Fan's fans.
However, these regards caused countless fans to break down overnight.
Eventually, it even spread to Jiang Fan's fan club. Users with the Jiang Fan Fan Club tag directly changed their avatars to their initial state—
That dull gray avatar.
Using their actions to express their support for Jiang Fan.
This avatar also attracted the attention and laughter of many.
More and more people joined the ranks of those who couldn't stop laughing.
At this very moment, Shark's official backend was also actively making new preparations.
Rows of dark metallic spheres floated in the warehouse, and though they had no propellers, they could fly and hover in the air with thin, cicada-wing-like wooden wings, awaiting orders.
Looking at these scenes that seemed to belong in a novel, even the director, who already had a general idea, felt a momentary acceleration of his heartbeat.
"Cool... I hope these cameras can help us complete our work on the island."
"But speaking of which, did these come from 'that place'?"
After saying that, the director suddenly turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man beside him.
Perhaps it was because there were no outsiders in the warehouse, or perhaps it was due to the excitement of seeing such a scene, making him want to share with someone.
The middle-aged man spoke more than usual.
"Yes, the core of these cameras is built with purely mechanical wood. They have recording and playback functions and can even establish special sensory links. All footage captured will be concentrated onto a single master unit."
"The chip itself is also intelligent. Once a target is set, it will automatically patrol and follow the target. If it encounters any obstacles during its pursuit, it will also automatically avoid them."
"We are still developing this technology. During an expedition, we brought back a large batch of those chips, which were used to build this batch of cameras."
"I didn't expect them to be used like this for you. You're quite lucky."
Facing the middle-aged man's praise, the director merely smiled and remained silent. In reality, cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
He had been told something that clearly sounded like classified information so easily.
The director even felt that he might not have many days left to live.
After arranging for people to transport this warehouse full of cameras to the deserted island, and watching the cameras fly high into the sky, a rather strange thought suddenly occurred to the director.
When ancient ruins surpassed contemporary technology, all research was merely to retrace the steps of the ancients.
And now, with apparent ancient ruins appearing before them, it was hard not to feel tempted.
He still hoped that the streamers struggling to survive on the deserted island would keep their eyes open.
Some things, if they shouldn't be provoked, shouldn't be provoked. Survival is the most important thing.
With such complex emotions, he began his work for the day.
Meanwhile, the streamers who had spent the first day of the storm on the deserted island were caught off guard by a wave of shock.
"Oh, holy crap! What is this thing?"
As Teacher Piao opened his eyes, a fist-sized metallic sphere floated before him, its small wings fluttering as it turned left and right.
Last night, to successfully get through the storm, they had rushed to reinforce their shelter in the final ten minutes.
Teacher Piao and Little Zhongma were so exhausted that they couldn't get out of bed today. They had intended to sleep in, but instead, they encountered this astonishing event.
Little Zhongma's eyeballs gradually converged towards the center, becoming cross-eyed as he stared blankly at the floating sphere before him.
He had just woken up, and his mind was not yet clear.
He instinctively reached out to touch it, thinking he was dreaming and couldn't touch it, but to his surprise, he actually grasped something solid.
After touching it a few more times, his consciousness gradually returned to his body.
Little Zhongma looked at the flying sphere before him, took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a scream.
"Ahhhhhhh!!! It's a ghost!!!"
"Ahhhhhhh!!! It's a ghost!!!"
This scream jolted Teacher Piao's fragile nerves. He reflexively shouted and ran wildly around the shelter.
These two fellows, shouting "Ghost!" while moving their short legs, ran around the entire camp, looking incredibly comical.
Seeing their reactions, the viewers who had just entered the livestream room couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, what ghost? It's just two small spheres!"
"The weather's bad today, why are they out in the rain? But to be honest, this little sphere does look quite eerie. If it were me, I'd be scared too."
"Never mind anything else, could this be another stunt by the production team?"
"No way? Didn't they just have that incident with the fake identities? Why are they still stirring up trouble? If this continues, can this competition even proceed?"
Some viewers were amused by the spectacle, while others were questioning.
Most people were filled with a degree of curiosity about the small spheres.
After all, it was a sphere that could float and fly.
If such a thing were common in a novel, it would be normal.
But in reality... this is seriously high-tech!
Lele, the commentator who had just started her shift, was soon faced with a difficult problem after sitting on her stool for a short while.
She had to explain the identity of these metallic spheres.
Fortunately, the director had arranged for a team of commentators beforehand, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
"These small spheres are newly developed, high-tech intelligent cameras specially commissioned by Shark from the National Research Institute."
"Once bound to a contestant, they can perform intelligent tracking. They also possess a certain level of intelligence, which is quite miraculous!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the director switched the screen at an opportune moment.
The intention was to see if other contestants had any more amusing reactions to the appearance of the spheres.
To their surprise, the screen switched to Yao, a contestant with a scar on his face.
He examined the sphere carefully, his eyes filled with vigilance and hostility.
When he saw the sphere flitting and dancing before him, his alarm bells went off. Without hesitation, he grabbed the sphere and smashed it hard against a rock.
Once.
Twice.
The core was still a mechanically assembled wooden structure, and under Yao's forceful destruction, it made intimate contact with the rocks on the ground.
Almost without suspense, it collapsed and fell apart, looking utterly pathetic.
The audience had initially wondered if a wild contestant like Yao would be able to accept the presence of the spheres.
After all, in the wild, anything could exist.
Unfortunately, none of them had predicted the outcome.
Upon seeing the shattered pieces on the ground, the livestream chat went blank for two seconds before erupting in a wave of intense excitement.
"Holy crap!!!!!!!!"