"What? A storm?"
Hearing Bei Ye, Lele immediately turned his head and saw Bei Ye's serious expression as he gestured towards the dark cloud mass rapidly gathering in the distance.
Under the fierce collision of cold and warm air masses, the cotton candy-like clouds in the sky quickly converged, taking on color.
Even within the clouds, flashes of lightning appeared and disappeared, revealing fangs.
"Look over there, that's the process of a storm forming."
"The bees that attacked Teacher Piao earlier weren't afraid of water, probably because they'd gone through a few storms and were toughened up."
He said this with a hint of seriousness.
"Storms at sea can bring severe disaster, like towering waves carrying immense energy. If any contestants are at sea or on the beach, they could be torn apart by this tempest."
"Contestants inland on the island will be slightly less affected if they build sturdy shelters, but Dai Xiaomei, Mu Zi, and others on the beach must evacuate as soon as possible."
Getting injured during the competition could always be healed.
But dying during the competition would be a complete loss.
The storm was still in its formation stage. If they evacuated quickly, it wouldn't be too much of a problem. However, if they wasted time on the beach, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The viewers also hadn't expected such a turn of events and wished that all the contestants would quickly retreat to the interior of the island.
But a competition was a competition. The officials would not intervene unless there was a threat to life safety.
Everyone could only pray that they would notice the abnormality soon.
Fortunately, while Mu Zi was picking up shells on the beach, she suddenly looked up and met the gaze of the raging beast on the sea.
She froze for a few seconds, dropping all the shells in her hand. Her voice was tinged with anxiety.
"Dai Xiaomei? Dai Xiaomei!"
"What's wrong?"
"Look over there!!!"
Dai Xiaomei followed the direction Mu Zi pointed towards the sea and was immediately filled with shock and fear.
Facing the storm directly made one truly appreciate its terror.
The sky was filled with dark clouds, constantly churning, seemingly carrying immense energy. Just looking at them felt like having one's soul drawn away.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning sliced diagonally through the dark clouds.
The next second, several more lightning bolts continuously lit up within the clouds, only to be swallowed by the boundless dark mass.
Thunder rumbled in the clouds, reaching the island and making their ears buzz.
Yet, the sea was eerily calm.
Facing the power of nature, no one would want to court disaster here.
They snapped back to reality, their faces pale, and instinctively wanted to run, not forgetting to grab all their belongings from their camp—
A knife, a few coconuts, some sharp stone knives they had found...
Besides these, there was nothing else.
The packing didn't take long, but the pre-storm low pressure arrived even faster, making it difficult for them to breathe.
At the same time, Jiang Fan felt something and looked up at the sky.
Unfortunately, he saw nothing.
Only a subtle shift in energy was rapidly changing.
The surrounding insects became unusually agitated. The chirping of insects ceased, and birds flew low.
It was quiet all around.
But in Jiang Fan's eyes, the mist ahead was so dense that he couldn't see anyone else.
It was as if an unseen force in the air was pushing the mist along a certain path, at an increasing speed.
Talent: [Humidity Detection].
This allowed him to detect the surrounding air humidity with his naked eye.
But ever since he arrived on the island, he hadn't encountered such density.
It was like being passively blinded.
"Jiang Fan, do you feel stuffy? I can barely breathe."
Zhou Niannian asked curiously while eating cooked meat.
Jiang Fan looked in the direction of the voice, focused, and the surrounding mist dissipated completely. The rainforest was still before him, and Zhou Niannian's expression was clear.
However, he couldn't remain at ease.
"Insects and animals are acting strangely, the atmospheric pressure is dropping. This is a precursor to a storm."
"Tents cannot withstand a storm. We need to find other solutions."
Jiang Fan lowered his voice and quickened his movements.
Even though a crisis was imminent, he still insisted on finishing what he was doing.
The mineral salt solution, previously dissolved in water, precipitated numerous white crystals after being heated.
Jiang Fan placed activated charcoal wrapped in cotton cloth into a bamboo tube with an opening at both ends.
Then, he dissolved the precipitated white crystals in water, poured it into the bamboo tube, placed a bamboo cup below, and waited for it to seep through.
By the time they finished eating, a thin layer of filtered liquid had already accumulated in the cup.
Originally, he needed to filter more solution to produce more salt.
But with the storm approaching, time was the most scarce resource they had.
An idea popped into Jiang Fan's mind—
An idea that could verify his previous guess about the system.
He swapped for a new bamboo cup and placed the cup, containing only a thin layer of salt solution at the bottom, over the fire, waiting for it to heat and produce salt.
Zhou Niannian was very anxious about the storm. Seeing his unhurried demeanor, she was puzzled when he took away the bamboo cup with only a small layer of salt solution to heat it.
"Jiang Fan, the storm is coming. Let's deal with this problem first?"
"Salt and such, we can handle it later. There's no rush."
She was already speaking with some difficulty. The impending heavy rain was making it hard for her to breathe.
However, Jiang Fan's gaze was fixed on the liquid in the bamboo cup, from warm to boiling.
"Wait a moment longer..."
Seeing his expression, many people were filled with confusion.
Lele, however, had a guess.
"Is there a possibility that Jiang Shen intends to borrow lodging from Black Panther?"
"I remember the cave belonging to Brother Damahou and Sister Tuanzi later became Black Panther's residence, right?"
Her idea was confirmed by Bei Ye.
"That's possible. Going to a cave is indeed a cost-effective method."
Moreover, Jiang Fan's current calmness might indicate that he had ample time to go to the cave.
The speculation of the two commentators seemed to be the truth.
But it didn't sit well with everyone.
Most viewers had come for Jiang Fan's strength. The previous "cherry-picking" of the wild boar had already displeased some viewers, let alone now that he was even considering borrowing shelter.
"I knew why he was so calm, he had already planned a way to get by."
"No way. Shouldn't a true master solve problems with their own strength? What kind of master relies on taking advantage of others?"
"Unsubscribing, unsubscribing. What master, just a scavenger."
"Having animal friends is good, something others can't force."
"Are you all forgetting, this is island survival, staying alive is the key!"
A group of people were being sarcastic.
Since he was already a famous celebrity, there were bound to be people who disliked him and wished he would just leave.
Jiang Fan, however, was unaware that he was being cursed by so many people.
He watched the salt solution in the bottom of the cup continuously boiling, and white crystals were already precipitating.
Just then, the sound he had been waiting for instantly rang out.
[Congratulations to the host for completing the [First Salt Making] achievement.]
[Reward: 10 Survival Points, Talent [Master Builder].]