Sins of the Brother, If You Find a Gun, Shoot Me Dead First

Zhang Jin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had thought one little ancestor had arrived, but who knew another had come along too? No, why did you pampered young masters have to come join the fun?

Chu Lan coughed lightly and prompted the process. "Director, can you announce this week's rules now?"

"Right, right." He was weeping inside but smiling on the surface. "Next, we'll be conducting a five-day island survival and team battle here."

They had guessed the island survival part as soon as they came ashore, but they had not expected a team battle.

Xia Wanqing raised his hand with a question. "Director, what does the team battle involve?"

"The ten of you will draw lots to be divided into the Red Team and Blue Team, fighting for your respective teams. The Production Team has scattered sufficient firearms, ammunition, and daily supplies across this island. The results will be settled in five days. The team represented by the surviving guests will claim final victory and split this week's enormous prize money."

Chen Hongyi's eyes lit up. "Isn't this real-life immersive CrossFire?"

"That's right. Feeling excited?"

"That's so thrilling! I love it!"

For these hot-blooded young people, it was simply irresistible.

"But don't celebrate too soon. Not only do you need to protect yourselves from being eliminated by the opposing team, you also need to find food and water. Starting tomorrow morning, the Production Team will not provide anyone with any assistance. Everything you brought will be kept by the Production Team."

As one of only two women among the guests, Liu Yue looked miserable. "Director, if we get eliminated on the first day, will we be locked in the Black Room for the rest of the week? We still get our appearance fee, right?"

Everyone burst out laughing.

Zhang Jin smiled, then immediately turned serious again. "There are also several Revival Cards randomly scattered around the island. Whoever finds a Revival Card can revive any guest, but it cannot be used on yourself. The livestream will remain open for the entire coming week, so viewers, please arrange your time wisely."

[So exciting! I love this kind of game!]

[The livestream won't close for the next five days? Oh my god, this is going to kill me!]

[Praying for my AC Boy Group to be on the same team!]

[All five being on the same team isn't realistic. I just want Qingqing and Brother Lan on the same team!]

[Go, Qingqing! Live Until the End! Win the big prize!]

"Come on, everyone, draw lots." Zhang Jin took out the prepared cardboard box and called out, "No privately trading teams!"

After hearing the rules, Qi Ning was already eager to play, but because of what he had said earlier, he stood there awkwardly without moving.

Xia Yu nudged his arm. "Go draw one for me."

"Okay!" He rushed over briskly, snatched back two paper balls, let Xia Yu pick one, then impatiently opened his own. "Quick, see if we're on the same team. I'm on the Red Team. What are you?"

Xia Yu opened his paper ball. A large, unmistakable blue character was written on it.

Qi Ning leaned over to look, his little brows knitting together. "We're on opposing teams. Damn it, I can't look after you now."

"I don't need you to look after me. Just take care of yourself."

"You said that. If you accidentally get bumped or hurt and the old man blames me, you have to speak up for me."

"Mm."

Reassured, Qi Ning shook his little red head. "You're my brother. I'll definitely keep you until the end. If you can be our team's spy and give me intel, I can even give you all the prize money if we win. How about it? Are you willing?"

Xia Yu pushed him away. "No."

"Hmph, unyielding in poverty and unbowed by force, huh? Then don't blame me for forgetting our brotherly bond. If I find a gun, I'll be the first to send you into the Black Room. That'll save you from running around outside and getting hurt."

"Don't set your sights so high. If you're the first one eliminated, don't come crying to me to find you a Revival Card."

"Right!" He suddenly came to his senses. "Didn't the director say just now that Revival Cards can't be used on yourself? Then I'm doomed. My reputation is so bad—I'm just a lone wolf. My teammates definitely won't revive me. Bro, bro, bro, let's form an alliance!"

"No."

"Bro~ Please, let's form a temporary alliance. I'll keep you until the end, and if I accidentally get eliminated midway, you revive me. You can have all the prize money in the end, okay?"

"No."

"Bro~"

[This is killing me. Even this privileged brat knows his reputation is terrible.]

[Where does he get the confidence that he'll definitely win?]

[I'm guilty. I actually started shipping these cousins...]

["I can't look after you," "if you get bumped or hurt," "I'll keep you until the end," "I'll give you the prize money," "running around and getting hurt"... Help, why does this feel so much like a little wolfdog protecting his handsome brother? Qi Ning, are you trying to drag the handsome guy into a CP to whitewash yourself?!]

[Fuck! I'd never ship manufactured sugar even if I died!]

Over there, Xia Wanqing and Chu Lan had also drawn different teams. Xia Wanqing looked a little unhappy. "Brother Lan, I can't be on the same team as you..."

Chu Lan patted his head. "It's okay. Let's see who's better in the end."

"I definitely can't beat you."

"Hahaha, then I'll give you one life."

"You said it. I won't shoot you first either."

"Mm, it's a deal."

The final teams were as follows: Chu Lan, Xia Yu, Zhang Wen, Liu Yue, and Xueli were on the Blue Team; Xia Wanqing, his three teammates, and Qi Ning were on the Red Team.

Seeing that the other four people on his team were all from the AC Boy Group, Qi Ning immediately felt like life was not worth living. He went limp against Xia Yu's shoulder. "Sins of the brother, if you find a gun, shoot me dead first. Otherwise, I'll be your spy and give you intel on all four of them, then you can kill them all."

"Do you have a grudge against them?"

He glared. "Don't you know whether I have a grudge against them?"

"Mm?"

"That one..." Qi Ning leaned close to his ear and whispered sneakily, "Xia Wanqing. The Xia Household tells the public that he's Xia Lang's stepson from his second marriage. When I first debuted, I was the main vocalist of their group. If I could get a paternity test proving that he and Xia Lang are father and son, I'd have torn him apart long ago. A bastard son still dares to come out and show off."

Xia Yu raised his brows slightly. "I see."

"People from the Qi Household aren't so easily bullied. Once the game starts tomorrow, I'll give you his location, and you can blow him apart. Hey, did they say you can't kill your teammates? Then if I find a gun, I'll kill him first!"

[Why?! Why aren't my Qing-Chu Couple on the same team?!]

[You can tell the drawing was genuinely random. The gap in strength is way too huge, isn't it? Both girls drew the Blue Team. No matter how capable Brother Lan is, he can't carry them, can he?]

[Awesome! I love this! Supporting Qingqing in turning the tables on Brother Lan!]

[What is Qi Ning whispering to Xia Yu about again?]

[Supporting the four AC members in killing Qi Ning first thing and locking him in the Black Room for the next few days. I really don't want to see this privileged brat.]

[Believe it or not, I'll crawl over there right now and strangle you first?]

Zhang Jin picked up the loudspeaker again. "Now that everyone knows their team, choose a captain to collect the map. In ten minutes, the staff will collect all of your belongings and distribute basic combat uniforms. The uniforms have chips in them. When you're hit by the Production Team's specially made bullets, it will register. A hit to a vital area means immediate elimination; three hits to non-vital areas means elimination."

Xiang Ziqi raised his hand. "I support Qingqing as captain!"

"I support him too!" The other two group members nodded in agreement.

Qi Ning rolled his eyes and muttered softly, "Clingy pack dogs."

Xia Wanqing pressed his lips together. "How about letting Qi Ning be captain instead?"

"Tch... I don't want to be captain."

Xiang Ziqi glared at him. "Then what are you yapping about?"

Qi Ning lifted his chin arrogantly. "My mouth is on my face. I'll say whatever I want. What's it got to do with you, little substitute?"

"Who are you calling a substitute?!"

"Hey, hey, Zi Qi, calm down." Yang Tian hurriedly pulled his teammate back. "We're all on the same team now, so don't fight. Qingqing, go collect the map."

Xia Wanqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Okay..."