“This pair of underwear… is indeed highly suspicious…” Feng Bujue was the first to look at the lower half of the corpse. “Is this the last piece of modesty the production team left for the deceased, or a container hiding some kind of clue…” He stroked his chin and said, “If there really is a clue hidden inside, is it meant to test the contestants’ moral bottom line… or their limit of tolerance for disgusting things…”

As Brother Jue pondered, he approached and crouched down…

But when he was about to reach out and pull down the corpse’s pants, he found… he couldn’t extend his hand.

“Eh?” Feng Bujue was taken aback, and then tried again, but it still didn’t work.

“Oh~” After two seconds, his expression relaxed, and he muttered, “The system is stopping me, I guess…”

He guessed right… The system defined his attempt as an act of indecency in an objective sense, making it impossible to carry out.

“Very good.” Brother Jue smiled. “This is tantamount to announcing that there are no clues in there.”

In a sense, Brother Jue should indeed be grateful. If there were no system limitations, he would have to check it “personally” to be sure.

“So… the clue is the handcuffs…” Feng Bujue immediately shifted his gaze to the corpse’s wrist. “Let me see…” He grabbed the decaying hand without hesitation, raised it to his eyes, and observed it carefully. After scrutinizing it for a few seconds, he muttered, “There’s nothing special about it…”

As he spoke, Brother Jue put down the arm and turned the corpse over.

He wanted to see if there was anything hidden under the corpse, but there were only scattered pieces of rotten flesh and a large number of maggots.

“Aha!” When Feng Bujue saw the worms, his eyes lit up, as if he were tempted to eat them.

In the next second, Brother Jue turned around and ran excitedly toward a bush not far away.

For some reason, the way he stared at the bush was as if he were looking at a menu in a restaurant…

Dozens of seconds later, Brother Jue bent down, grabbed a handful of grass, and returned to the corpse. “Not bad… wood sorrel rolls with meat maggots, both vitamin C and protein.” As he muttered, he grabbed a handful of maggots and夹 (jia) them into the grass leaves.

Then, like eating a lettuce salad, he opened his mouth wide, took a bite, and crunched away.

“Hmm… not bad.” After swallowing a mouthful, Brother Jue said self-deprecatingly, “At least it’s better than some sandwich I’ve eaten before.”

Just as he was savoring his masterpiece…

“Ah!” A scream came from behind.

This time, it was undoubtedly a human voice.

Feng Bujue’s expression changed, and he instantly adjusted his posture and stood up, brandishing his military shovel in a fighting stance.

But… in fact, there was no need for him to be so nervous. Because the person who screamed was about ten meters away from him.

“You… are you eating dead people’s flesh?” It turned out that the person who screamed was another contestant—Justin. Bebber.

Several seconds ago, Bebber, who was passing by, happened to catch a glimpse of Brother Jue’s back. So, he decided to sneak closer to see what was going on… And when he saw “Stephen. Carbon” squatting next to a corpse and making incredibly clear chewing sounds, he was naturally shocked.

“Oh, it’s you…” After Feng Bujue saw who it was, he hesitated for half a second, then showed a smile and said, “What did you say? Eating dead people? Ha! How is that possible…” He raised his left hand, showed off the wood sorrel rolls with meat maggots in his hand, and replied, “It’s wild grass and bugs.”

“Phew… God…” Bebber breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face also relaxed a lot. “You scared me to death, Mr. Carbon.”

After confirming that Brother Jue was not a cannibalistic madman, Bebber walked over unhurriedly.

“But…” Bebber quickly walked to Brother Jue’s side and continued, “No matter what you’re eating… there’s no need to squat next to a corpse to eat it, right?”

“The bugs are right next to the corpse, I just think there’s no need to specifically change places.” Feng Bujue replied nonchalantly, and at the same time, stuffed a large mouthful of his “homemade hand roll” into his mouth.

“This… ugh…” Earlier, Bebber was far away, so he couldn’t see clearly, but now he noticed that what Brother Jue was holding in his hand was wild grass wrapped in live maggots…

“Alas… young people these days.” Feng Bujue looked at Bebber, who was supporting a tree and vomiting violently, with disdain, and said earnestly, “You’ll vomit at the sight of a few bugs, you’re really useless.”

After Bebber finished vomiting, he felt a little better, and he immediately straightened up and replied, “Of course I wouldn’t vomit just by seeing bugs! But it’s different when you see someone eating live maggots raw!”

“Justin, Justin~” Feng Bujue was still eating, and he seemed to be enjoying it very much. “Young man… you have to understand that if you want to survive in this wilderness, you have to get used to things like this…” He smacked his lips, intentionally or unintentionally spraying out some food scraps, “When you let go of the prejudices of city dwellers, you will find… that there is delicious food everywhere.”

“Are you sure that counts as delicious food…” Bebber covered his nose and replied with a look of disgust.

“Relatively speaking, the taste of maggots is already very good among insects, and the protein content is also high.” Brother Jue spoke in a methodical manner, like a teacher lecturing to students, “The sweet and astringent taste, combined with the lemon-like sourness of wood sorrel, is undoubtedly a fresh and delicious dish.”

“Ugh—” Bebber vomited again after hearing this description.

And Feng Bujue was still talking endlessly: “As for the taste, maggots that grow up eating rotten meat are fatter than those that grow up eating poop, and the meat quality is also…”

“Okay! That’s enough!” Bebber interrupted Brother Jue with a look of horror. “Mr. Carbon, I understand what you mean… please don’t say any more.”

“Okay…” Feng Bujue shrugged indifferently, finished the last bite, and then tilted his head to indicate the corpse behind him, changing the subject, “What do you think?”

“What do you mean, what do I think…” Bebber was stunned for a moment. “It’s a corpse, what else is there to think?”

“Heh…” Feng Bujue responded to Bebber’s reaction with a sneer, lowered his head and played with the military shovel in his hand, and then asked, “By the way, what was the hint you got?”

“Uh…” Bebber’s expression changed all of a sudden. He hesitated for a long time before replying, “I don’t think I can give that to you, Mr. Carbon.”

“Well, understandable.” Brother Jue nodded in response. “After all, this is a competitive show, it’s really not good to give your exclusive information to your opponent.”

When Bebber heard this, he was obviously stunned. “Yeah… you’re right.” He replied woodenly.

“In short…” Feng Bujue turned his head to look at the corpse again. “I want to study this corpse again…” He squatted back next to the corpse. “How about… you stand there and wait for me for a while?”

“Uh… Mr. Carbon.” Bebber looked at Brother Jue’s back and hesitated for a few seconds. “Actually, I was just passing by… I just came to say hello to you, I think I should go.”

“Oh, goodbye.” Feng Bujue waved his hand without turning his head. “Good luck.”

“Goodbye, Mr. Carbon.” Bebber finally glanced at Brother Jue with a strange look, then silently turned around and left.

After the sound of his footsteps faded away, the corners of Feng Bujue’s mouth… turned up in a cold smile.

“This kid… is still pretty alert…” Brother Jue stood up and glanced in the direction the other party had left. “It’s a pity… he’s not my opponent after all.”

At first glance, nothing earth-shattering had happened in the past few minutes, but in reality… there were undercurrents surging.

First of all, the moment he saw Justin. Bebber, Brother Jue had already discerned that… the other party had just smoked marijuana.

Even though Bebber had only smoked a very small dose, his slightly trembling hands and slightly dazed eyes could not be concealed.

Based on this situation, Feng Bujue deduced… Bebber had at least found a marijuana stash, and most likely hadn’t smoked up all of it. In other words… the other party still had some marijuana on him.

So, Brother Jue had the idea of “attacking”.

When Brother Jue said the phrase “Oh, it’s you…”, he had already constructed every step of the plan in his mind: how to trick the other party over, how to make the other party lower their guard, how to knock the other party unconscious, how to break the other party’s legs, and so on…

However, when Bebber came to Brother Jue’s side, Brother Jue gave up on the attack plan. Because he realized… the other party also wanted to attack him.

As long as one observed calmly, one could find… that Bebber, who seemed slightly relaxed on the surface, was actually extremely alert. From beginning to end, he maintained a certain distance from Brother Jue, and his right hand was always subtly placed on the outside of his lower back. It was obvious that he had a weapon hidden on his lower back, probably a small knife or something… ready to strike at any time.

Next, the two had a casual conversation. Both sides acted well, one ate maggots and chewed grass, talking about anything and everything, making it hard to figure him out; the other pretended to be at a loss, and even used two dry heaves to conceal his true intention of keeping his distance from the other party.

Before long, Feng Bujue took the initiative to make things difficult. He used the phrase “What do you think?” to probe.

And Bebber continued to play dumb.

Feng Bujue immediately sneered, and also raised his military shovel… He used this expression and action to give the other party a subtext: “I’ve already seen through you, if you want to make a move, I’m also prepared.”

Immediately afterwards, Brother Jue asked the question “What was the hint you got?”, thereby clarifying another matter: “I also know about you finding the marijuana.”

…………

Here, it should be explained why this question can express the meaning of the subsequent subtext.

The thing is… while discussing the taste of maggots with Bebber, Feng Bujue was also multitasking, thinking about the corpse behind him.

It was in those few dozens of seconds that he figured out the meaning of his hint…

In fact, the clue on the male corpse was the “handcuffs”. Of course, the handcuffs themselves were nothing special, this Feng Bujue had already confirmed. The true function of the handcuffs was symbolic… it symbolized the “arrested person”.

This clue, combined with the first hint Brother Jue received, “You have the right to remain silent,” pointed to the marijuana stash—in the corpse’s mouth.

After reasoning to this step, Feng Bujue’s deduction still did not end, he boldly made assumptions, and then thought of several other possible conclusions.

One, there is a marijuana stash near the starting point of each contestant.

Two, the distance of the stash from the contestant’s starting position is approximately one kilometer.

Three, although this location is relatively easy to find, the marijuana hidden there is hidden very secretly.

Four, the first “hint” points to the marijuana in the stash closest to each contestant.

Although he couldn’t be 100% sure, Feng Bujue believed that the probability of these four settings being true was very high.

Objectively speaking, the production team can use such an arrangement to allow the contestants to quickly get started with the competition and each get some marijuana, in order to alleviate the withdrawal symptoms for a long time to come.

And if these four settings are not true, then it is very likely that “ten contestants will become addicted to drugs shortly after the start of the competition and fall to the ground struggling.” For a reality show, this kind of opening would be too ugly…

The above is the correlation between the “hint” and the marijuana stash.

…………

So, continuing with the previous content, let’s look at Bebber’s reaction…

After being continuously threatened by Feng Bujue, Bebber’s expression changed, he hesitated, and gave a negative response.

Please note that Bebber said, “I don’t think I can give that to you,” rather than “I don’t think I can tell you that.”

So… what he said on the surface was “hint”, but in reality, he was referring to “marijuana”.

There was no doubt that at this point, the two were already in a tacitly hostile state.

And in this volatile situation, Brother Jue said a meaningful response: “After all, this is a competitive show, it’s really not good to ‘give’ your ‘exclusive’ information to your ‘opponent’”.

This sentence was basically declaring the final bottom line—“If you don’t come to rob me, I won’t rob you either.”

Bebber naturally understood the meaning of those words, and he could only reply, “You’re right,” to show his compromise.

In this way, their conversation came to an end. Feng Bujue took advantage of the situation to say a few nonsense words, returned to the corpse (which was his marijuana stash) and squatted down, and asked, “How about… you stand there and wait for me for a while?”

His implication was… “How long are you planning to stay here before you leave?”

When Bebber heard him say this, he also knew what was good for him, and accepted the eviction order, casually responded a few times, and left.

To sum up, this… is the truth of the few minutes of dialogue between Feng Bujue and Justin. Bebber…

“Ah… the npCs in this script… are really powerful…” Feng Bujue muttered, while using his hand to pry open the corpse’s mouth. “The previous Bell had already shown amazing physical abilities, and the current Justin. Bebber actually has such scheming and sophistication… He found the marijuana faster than me; after finding it, he didn’t use a large amount of it due to his drug addiction, but only used the minimum dose that could relieve the symptoms; then he deduced the ‘four points’ that I had thought of, and then stopped heading into the island, changed to a circular route, wanting to seize the initial marijuana stashes of others… Such intelligence, even a player would probably… Whoa!”

His thoughts were interrupted by the stench once again, this time it was the gas spewing out of the corpse’s mouth.

“Damn…” Feng Bujue couldn’t help but scold, because the stench actually deducted 4% of his survival value.

What’s even more outrageous is that after he finally pried open the corpse’s mouth, he found… that this guy’s upper and lower jaws were sewn together with many iron wires, and there was only a finger-width gap between his two rows of teeth.

It seems… that the production team was afraid that the corpse’s mouth would open on its own, or be bitten open by wild animals, so they had the foresight to think of such a method.

“Tch… too unprofessional, if you’re going to sew it, just sew it perfectly! Why specifically leave a gap for the stench to come out!” Feng Bujue complained unhappily, and then picked up the military shovel, adjusted the structure (the wjQ-308 military shovel can be deformed to a certain extent to exert different functions), and tried to use the “pliers” function of the military shovel to cut off the iron wires.

However… the progress was not very smooth, because the iron wires stuck in the gaps between the teeth were indeed not easy to clip…

As a result, Brother Jue, who had inhaled too much stench, became unhappy and changed to using the “hammer” function of the military shovel, smashed the corpse’s two rows of teeth, and used a relatively rough method to obtain the marijuana from its mouth.

[Name: Marijuana *2]

[Type: Consumable]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Function: When used individually, it can suppress “withdrawal symptoms” for a certain period of time. When multiple are used together, you can obtain corresponding random Buffs]

[Can it be brought out of this script: No]

[Remarks: If you don’t want to become a fool like rAndy, it’s best not to touch it.]

The two marijuana cigarettes were packed in a small plastic bag, and the outer layer was also wrapped in a layer of wax, so they were well preserved.

In addition, Feng Bujue also found something else in that layer of wax…

[Name: Handcuff Key]

[Type: Tool]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Function: Open handcuffs]

[Can it be brought out of this script: No]

[Remarks: What? You ask which handcuffs it can open? What else could it be? Buddy, are you a Virgo?]

“Great.” Feng Bujue immediately used this key to open the handcuffs on the corpse’s hands. “This might come in handy…”

[Name: Handcuffs]

[Type: Tool]

[Quality: Ordinary]

[Function: You figure it out]

[Can it be brought out of this script: No]

[Remarks: Since you have seen the item description of this thing, that means you have already gotten the key.]

“Okay… now the question is…” Brother Jue stuffed those things into his pants pocket, stood up and muttered, “Who should I borrow a light from…”

He also knew that if there was really no other way, he could just eat the marijuana cigarette directly, but right now his “withdrawal symptoms” were in a relatively weak period, so he didn’t rush to use it.

“Let’s walk for a while first…” Feng Bujue took a deep breath and decided to leave this place first, so as to prevent other contestants with the same mentality as Bebber from appearing.

But what he didn’t know was that at this moment, a pair of eyes… had already been staring at him from the shadows.

The previous actions of him and Bebber had all fallen into the eyes of “that person”.