Wu Jin made a sound of acknowledgement.
The pupils of the youth were bright with electricity, reflecting a cold light. His figure flashed as he calmly stated the facts, “The indicator for the end of the Permian period is the P-Tr extinction. 90% of the existing species disappeared, the largest percentage in the geological era, and this event became the mother of mass extinction.”
There was silence in the forest. A long time later, Ming Yao hissed, “The stakes are high. I was just thinking, why would the program group push the time forward? Isn’t this just killing off the contestants?! What should we do?”
Wu Jin didn’t give a precise answer. The environment in the fourth elimination match was too complex, and he still didn’t fully understand the competition system. “Collect as much supplies as possible and observe.”
“10% of the species survived. We’ll do what they do.”
The four man team finally finished their short rest on the lush branches of the reeds.
The spine sail of the Pelycosaurs allowed them to adapt to the temperature for a short period of time, but it also ensured that they couldn’t remain in the cold rain for too long.
About half an hour later, the leading creature finally left with the rest of the Pelycosaurs.
Wu Jin sat high in the branches, hiding under the parachute cloth as he watched the long line of blood red sails lumber away. Those towering, terrifying fan-shaped sails showed hints of intimidating eyespots that hadn’t yet been fully evolved.
Like the moths from the second elimination match.
From the Permian period to the Holocene epoch, there were countless mass extinctions, changes, and endless cycles of life and death.
It rained for two straight hours before finally coming to an end.
After the rain subsided, the team began to look through the supplies they’d obtained from the Anteosaurus.
In this big Crosson Show map, supplies consisted of far more than just guns and ammunition. Almost every trainee knew not to let their supplies get wet.
Water could cause irreversible damage to precision instruments or cause heat to release prematurely if it entered heating devices ahead of time. Food would also suffer from dampness and deteriorate––the most painful example was one time during a competition with scarce resources, a trainee received a rare ranged AOE lethal weapon and kept it for a long time, but it happened to rain when he opened up the bottle.
This weapon was a large piece of sodium metal that the Crosson Show had perfunctorily stuffed into a kerosene bottle.
The contestant was blasted into his life-saving capsule by a physical explosion on the spot and was said to have been nearly disqualified for ‘retaliatory acts against the program producer’ after he came back out.
At this time, all the supplies they had were in Ming Yao’s hands.
The team jumped down from the tree and gathered around the sniper to watch as he opened up his backpack.
“Give us an SSR, hey.” Lin Ke’s hands were clasped together, “Or an oversized bottle of non-contact vertebrate disposal hormones&#k2026;”
Wu Jin hurriedly added in his wish, “A scanner like a pokemon detector! It can scan the species’ strengths, weaknesses, and capture methods with a beep!”
Ming Yao laughed and expressed surprise that Wu Jin would actually watch this kind of animation that had been out of fashion for hundreds of years. He also wondered if he’d followed the comic series carved in the caves by the cavemen. Then, he made a serious wish for an A12 neutron weapon––
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Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!
Science Fiction-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
