The Laosan carried the recliner into the small building, then called out to Bai Zhi on the second floor, "Daughter, close all the windows upstairs, it's going to rain soon."
"Oh, the Final Master, is it going to rain again?" Bai Zhi wrinkled her cute nose and said with dissatisfaction.
It rained three times in the past two weeks, each time heavier than the last, making the air humid and muggy, sticky and uncomfortable all over.
If it weren't for the Laosan setting up the bathroom so he could take a shower every day, he would probably be suffering even more.
"Yes, this commotion is probably quite significant," the Laosan said, looking at the increasingly close dark clouds.
However, neither of them was too worried. They had stored up a lot of food, and the water source had been brought over by the Laosan from the other side of the news.
They had also stored up a lot of firewood, and the room was incredibly sturdy. Unless there was a devastating natural disaster, they could comfortably spend a month holed up in the room.
The Laosan walked out of the yard and waved to the working animals around him. As if receiving a command, the animals quickly disappeared into the jungle.
Of course, this is just the surface. In reality, these animals have already been taken into the Summoning Space by the Laosan, in places where the camera cannot see them.
These are all his Summon creatures, and the Laosan is really not comfortable leaving them outside.
The Summoning Space can not only store these Summon creatures, but also restore Summon stamina and keep Summon in Pinnacle condition at all times.
Moreover, these are all reserve ingredients; there's no way they'd escape.
The Laosan walked around the yard a few more times, checking several times to make sure there was nothing missing, before returning to his room.
By this time, it was already dark, and with the doors and windows closed, the room appeared even darker.
They had no lighting equipment, so they could only come to the fireplace on the first floor and rely on the firelight to provide a sliver of light for the room.
It wasn't that the Laosan didn't know how to make candles, but the only material he could use was lard extracted from a few wild boars.
Some of this lard was used to make soap, and the rest was saved for cooking; too much of it couldn't be wasted.
Candles are optional.
"Boom!" A series of muffled thunderclaps, like cannon fire, began to ring out one after another.
Daodao Lightning either streaked through the clouds or struck straight down into the sea.
The sky and earth were illuminated by these Lightning bolts, creating a flickering light and shadow that felt quite oppressive.
"We need to prepare supplies for winter. After this rain, the temperature will drop Rapid Speed. This sudden change in temperature can be deadly."
Bai Zhi had long since stopped doubting her the Final Master's words, and she wasn't worried much either, since her the Final Master had never been wrong.
"I wonder how the other contestants are doing." Bai Zhi peered through the crack in the window at the apocalyptic scene outside.
"Don't worry, the production team definitely has comprehensive safety measures in place!"
Let's hope so!
Just then, a loud banging sound came from outside, like a dozen strings of firecrackers going off at the same time.
The rain was really heavy and torrential.
The Laosan frowned. Could the other contestants really withstand such a sudden downpour?
If danger arises, will the production team be able to provide timely rescue?
And on the main peak, it seems like they're secretly researching something, but the Laosan hasn't gone to check it out yet.
The Laosan didn't want to get involved in official matters; he just wanted to stay on the island and sign in peacefully, growing stronger with each passing day.
Now, the Laosan has only one thought: to win the grand prize for Desert Island Survival, and then keep checking in on the island.
Perhaps it's not this island, and there's no need to participate in any programs or do any live streams.
His system is Desert Island Survival Sign-In System, not a Desert Island Survival Popularity System.
Therefore, whether you are famous or not, whether you are in front of the camera or not, has absolutely no bearing on you.
Alternatively, one could simply buy the ownership of a small island, renovate it, and then live there in retirement.
I just wonder how much it would cost to buy an island, and whether the show's prize money would be enough.
" The Final Master, what are you thinking about?" Bai Zhi tugged at the Laosan's sleeve and asked.
The Laosan came to his senses, smiled at Bai Zhi, and without hiding anything, told her what he was thinking.
" The Final Master, you didn't read the program's rewards carefully, did you?"
"No, it's only a dozen pages long, I'm too lazy to read it."
"The first-place winner will not only receive a prize of 100 million yuan, but also the right to develop this island for 100 years."
The Laosan's usually impassive face showed a rare hint of surprise. "Are you serious?"
"Of course it's true! How could the production team dare to joke about something like this?"
Upon hearing this news, the Laosan was overjoyed. One hundred million yuan for a hundred years—wasn't this tailor-made for him?
Although it might sound arrogant, his Laosan is someone with a system, and he's the Protagonist.
But then the Laosan realized the problem: given how much importance the authorities placed on this island, were they really willing to hand over the development rights?
Wait, this development right shouldn't be the only development right, right? But the Laosan didn't ask that question. We'll find out after the show ends.
And it doesn't matter if he doesn't have the sole development rights; his only goal is to be able to live on the deserted island.
However, he is now genuinely interested in the secrets of the main peak. Since he is likely to settle on this island for a long time in the future, he must learn about the secrets of the main peak.
Just then, the drone above Laosan's head suddenly lowered its score and moved to the opposite side of Laosan.
A familiar middle-aged man's voice rang out.
" Mr. Zhang, hello, I'm the program director!"
No wonder he looked familiar; it's director Yan Kai.
Director Yan!
Bai Zhi rolled her eyes; she had been Lili Ignore once again.
"Is there something you need?" the Laosan asked.
" Mr. Zhang, the production team hopes you can help us..." Director Yan's voice was very anxious as he quickly recounted the whole story.
It turned out that many athletes were unprepared for the sudden Baofeng, and their shelters simply could not withstand the impact of such a fierce Baofeng.
Nearly one-third of the participants could not withstand the double blow to their physical and mental health and chose to withdraw from the competition.
If someone withdraws from the competition, they can simply be removed by the production crew.
However, one of the speedboats broke down while landing on the island, and it's too late to repair it now.
"Are the staff alright?" the Laosan asked.
"They have all the necessary equipment, so there's no problem. But the three groups of competitors who should have been rescued are now in danger."
"You want me to go rescue them? Okay..."
Before the Laosan could finish saying "good," Bai Zhi interrupted him.
"No way! You're sending my the Final Master to rescue people without considering the Final Master safety?"
"This is just my personal request, and it doesn't involve any other factors."
The Laosan's prowess is evident to all; he is a master who can "fly," an unparalleled expert who can kick a tree down with one kick, and a prodigy who can control animals.
That's not the most crucial point. The most crucial point is that the Laosan suddenly became younger.
After all, the Laosan was Meditation cross-legged in front of the camera, doing nothing, when suddenly the surrounding tables and chairs were blown far away by an unseen force.
Even the drone was blown far away, and at that moment, the Laosan's face, which was originally in his fifties, visibly turned into that of a thirty-year-old.
Bai Zhi was shocked and exclaimed loudly, after all, the fact that she had become younger was too fantastical.
The Laosan didn't hide anything, saying that his Mysterious Jade Art had broken through, and his life level had been sublimated.
If one is healthy and free from illness or disaster, living to be 120 or 130 years old should not be a problem.
However, he didn't think much of it. Since he couldn't hide it, he might as well tell the truth.
This incident caused a huge sensation online. It can be said that the Laosan has been trending on social media every day recently, becoming the focus of nationwide discussion.
If it weren't for the Big Shot above him holding him back, the Laosan would probably have been forced to withdraw from the competition long ago.
Countless people are coveting the Laosan's Kung Fu Hustle.
As for the issue of aptitude required for martial arts training, which the Laosan kept emphasizing, hardly anyone cared.
People's thinking is simple: talent, what if I have it? They don't expect to be one in a million, as long as they can cultivate the Laosan's Kung Fu Hustle, that's enough.
Perhaps Longevity is impossible, but extending lifespan is enough.
The major shareholders behind the show almost abandoned it altogether, wanting the Laosan to leave the island and return to the mainland as soon as possible.
Fortunately, the higher-ups intervened and issued a red stamp, which finally calmed them down.
Director Yan had no choice, and coincidentally, the three groups of contestants who called for help were not far from Laosan. In his opinion, with Laosan's skills, rescuing these three people should not be a problem.
The rain is getting heavier, and ordinary rescue teams are powerless to help. It will also take the production team some time to deploy advanced rescue equipment.
Although the contestants have all signed agreements with the production team, if a contestant actually dies, their careers are likely over.
The Laosan grabbed the straw hat and put it on, then draped a raincoat over his shoulders.
Seeing the Laosan's posture, Bai Zhi immediately became anxious and said worriedly, " The Final Master, it's too dangerous outside."
" Martial Practitioner are guided by chivalry and cannot stand idly by and watch someone die. Director Yan give me the approximate locations of those three groups of contestants."
"Two of the groups are in the southeast direction, one about ten kilometers away and the other about fifteen kilometers away. The other group is in the southwest direction, about thirty kilometers away."
The Laosan turned around, glanced at Bai Zhi, and smiled, "Don't worry, boil some water and make something to eat while I get back."
Being chivalrous is only one aspect; on the other hand, Laosan is more worried about the show being canceled and taken down than the production team. Of course, Laosan is also confident in his own abilities.
Although the things he signed in for the past two weeks were a mess, mostly legitimate Qiusheng skills, the previous sign-in rewards had allowed him to advance his Mysterious Jade Art from Proficiency to Minor Accomplishment, directly increasing his strength several times over.
The current Laosan has a strength rating of over 1000, so he still has the ability to protect himself.
It's important to know that the average person's skill level is only around three to five points.
Just like Ling Yi at the beginning, his strength rating was only 3 points, not even worthy of being called a weakling.
The Laosan opened the door and went out into the Gale.
At this moment, both Director Yan and Bai Zhi were deeply shaken as they watched the Laosan's departing the Back.
This scene was strangely exciting.
The Laosan's image suddenly became incredibly towering in their eyes.