Post-Apocalyptic Survival Guide

"We're sorry, but we recommend that you withdraw from the competition."

The seventh season of "Man vs. Wild" has reached its 99th day of survival for the contestants.

Today is the day for the medical team's routine check-up. They will determine if the athletes have any irreparable injuries and decide whether to force them to withdraw from the competition.

Surviving from scratch in the Arctic Circle would be an absolutely catastrophic disaster for the human body.

Upon hearing the medical team's suggestion, Erica immediately looked at her toes, which were frozen purple-black, and hurriedly explained:

"No, my frostbite clearly doesn't meet the level three risk standard. I can use my points to redeem an antibiotic, which should be enough to keep me going until my next medical check-up."

Thinking of her impoverished family and the 50 yuan prize money for the championship, her resolve hardened: "I can persevere. The show needs buzz, and a strong female champion will bring viewership to the program..."

No, no.

The head of the medical team slowly shook his head.

Erica read a sense of "sadness" on his face, which inexplicably frightened her, more than the risk of frostbite and amputation.

The team leader leaned closer and said, "I got word from other medical teams that you have no chance, really."

"Do you remember that young Chinese man? Three months ago, he killed an adult musk ox with a knife. He still has dozens of kilograms of beef, as well as plenty of berries and wild vegetables to supplement vitamins and dietary fiber, and more wood than he can use."

"Unless he's really desperate and tries to poison himself by brewing wine from those berries, there's absolutely no way he'll be forced to withdraw from the competition."

"He's as strong as an ox, and do you know what he just redeemed with his points?"

"He asked the production team for a copy of 'Convict Conditioning'!"

Erica stood there dumbfounded; every word her team leader said was unexpected.

She endured hunger for almost 99 days, and she was confident she could withstand another month of starvation.

but……

Kill a musk ox weighing at least 300 kg with a knife?

You mean, while she only gets half a snow rabbit every five days on average and has almost no fat intake, that guy eats beef to his heart's content every day?

A sense of despair welled up from the bottom of her heart and slowly eroded her confidence.

"Ugh."

The team leader sighed, looking regretfully at the woman in front of him.

If it weren't for that young Chinese man, he believed the woman in front of him would likely have won, because 99 days of survival in the polar wilderness was enough to make her stand out from the crowd.

He even had something he didn't say.

Today, the medical team was too lazy to examine the young Chinese boy carefully because he kept showing off his bear paw gloves in front of the camera, making loud noises.

Bear paw gloves!

It is said that the local black bear was so hospitable that it chased after him, wanting to give him gloves.

The team leader was familiar with the local laws. While bear hunting wasn't prohibited, hunting bears with firearms was. The government probably never imagined that someone could hunt black bears, the apex predator, using melee weapons.

Knives, slings, javelins—this Chinese boy is proficient in everything!

"Okay." Erica forced a smile.

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In the seventh season of "Man vs. Wild", the contestants survive for 100 days.

Jiang Yan is ready.

During his physical examination yesterday, he received inside information from the medical team that his last competitor's "crown dream" had been completely shattered.

According to the rules, he only needs to survive for 100 days to win the championship.

Therefore, Jiang Yan excitedly ground some pine needle juice so that he could wash his hair and look better on camera today after winning the championship.

$50, the prize money for the champion is enough for him to splurge for a while.

Unlike most contestants, he didn't participate for his family or anything like that, nor did he have the kind of belief that he had to persevere even when he was starving in desperate situations.

Jiang Yan was only after money.

As a Chinese person, his hobby is not working, and his job is outdoor exploration and hunting. Only a rich second generation would not lack money.

"The poor are scholars, the rich are warriors" is roughly the meaning of this saying.

He's short of money.

Once the program is edited and officially broadcast, his popularity in China will surely soar. The Chinese people have a great passion for champions, and they will definitely feel proud again.

Then we'll buy some marketing accounts to create hype; if we don't have money, we'll do an outdoor live stream; if we have money, we'll travel all over the world...

These days are wonderful.

Jiang Yan put on bearskin gloves, looked around his 20-square-meter luxury little house, and checked his belongings.

He heard the familiar sound of helicopter rotors and left the cabin, walking towards the open space in front of it.

"A black helicopter?"

Jiang Yan watched the helicopter slowly descend; this was different from previous models. "Champion treatment?" he wondered.

The rotor stopped, and a man in a suit, carrying a briefcase and wearing sunglasses with a buzz cut, jumped out and jogged up to Jiang Yan: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Jiang Yan from China?"

"Yes." Jiang Yan's gaze fell on the thin suit jacket, a slight doubt in his heart.

Temperatures are extremely low in the Arctic Circle. Even if there are warm measures inside the helicopter, it's impossible for a normal person to wear so little clothing.

"Given your talent and expertise in survival, we have prepared a special job for you."

He had a buzz cut and a polite smile.

"A job? A regular survival live stream?" Jiang Yan was interested; he had originally planned to do live streaming anyway.

The buzz cut comes with a lot of generous terms:

"One-on-one private coaching, all expenses including travel, food and accommodation are covered with no limit, each course lasts 4 weeks, and you are paid according to the student's graduation performance. You can fly all over the world at will."

He continued, "We can guarantee that the teaching scenarios for each cohort of students will be completely new to you, offering an absolutely thrilling and extraordinary experience."

"Oh?"

Jiang Yan's eyes widened; it was hard not to be tempted by such working conditions.

One-on-one private coaching indicates that the backer is definitely not short of money and is also a serious survival enthusiast.

Moreover, he was also very curious about the teaching scene described by the man with the buzz cut.

A completely new experience unlike anything you've ever had before?

He's basically traveled to all sorts of places, from high mountains and wilderness to deserts and rainforests. If someone with a buzz cut dares to say that, then how extreme and novel must the living conditions at the teaching locations be?

As for the danger...

Putting aside the fact that he's been daring since childhood, his backer must have taken all necessary precautions.

If he can afford to hire such a renowned teacher, why would he need to worry about security?

The benefits are good, the salary is high, and the job content matches his interests...

Who could refuse?

"All of the above conditions will be written in the employment contract. If we breach the contract, we will be guaranteed to pay a minimum of US$50, which is equivalent to RMB 344 million."

The man with the buzz cut extended his hand to Jiang Yan in an inviting gesture: "We can discuss the details of the terms of service on the plane first; it's quite cold outside."

"Too."

Jiang Yan boarded the helicopter, took one last look at his cozy little house, and then entered the cabin with his off-road backpack.

He didn't really doubt the authenticity of the job; they couldn't possibly drag him to northern Myanmar for re-employment, could they?

This is the Arctic Circle, and a single polar helicopter flight costs tens of thousands of US dollars, not to mention getting the exact coordinates from the production team...

What kind of telecom fraud gang can be so powerful?

Once inside the cabin, Jiang Yan felt much more at ease.

The interior is spacious and has shed the cold, hard feel of machinery, replacing it with a matte black finish and the warm, smooth texture of genuine leather upholstery.

The side features a minibar and touchscreen, while the glass rack and beverages are stored in a hidden glass compartment.

Outside the window, there was polar wind and snow, but inside the cabin, there was almost no noise, like a private club floating in the air.

Sure enough, this is how rich people play.

The man with the buzz cut sat down, took out his phone, tapped it quickly a few times, and then scanned the face lock.

He said, "There's internet access here now. You can check your phone to contact your family and send them a balance message."

The production team did not force anyone to take away their phones. In the Arctic environment, having a phone is useless; you can't contact anyone, and it doesn't have enough battery power.

"bite--"

Jiang Yan then took out his phone from his backpack and turned it on. As soon as he turned it on, a text message beeped.

「【华国农业银行】您尾号1008帐户3月7日完成转存交易3440500元，当前余额3849800元。」

He instinctively thought it was a telecom fraud message, but when he scrolled up, he saw the historical transaction records, which turned out to be a message from the Agricultural Bank of China.

This transfer amount seems somewhat familiar...

Jiang Yan had a bad feeling: "Please tell me this is a deposit, okay?"

The man with the buzz cut smiled politely, then transformed into a paper figure and gracefully slid to the ground.

Jiang Yan: "?"

Wait a minute, even if you're rich, you can't play like this, right?

He jumped up and went to check the paper figures and chairs on the ground to make sure the buzz cut wasn't hiding with an illusion.

But no.

With no trace of the crew-cut man left in the cabin, Jiang Yan guessed what the money meant.

Liquidated damages.

No, I have to run.

This job clearly cannot be judged by common sense.

Jiang Yan walked to the front cabin and opened the cockpit door. He wanted to force the pilot to land. They shouldn't have flown very far yet. He could just use the program crew's distress call to wait for rescue.

However, when the cockpit was opened, it was empty. The helicopter had been unmanned from the beginning, but the instruments were all functioning normally.

"Wait...where am I?"

His gaze pierced through the windshield, and he was surprised to find that the helicopter had flown over a city, and definitely not a city near the Arctic Circle.

Looking down, Jiang Yan observed that, judging from the city layout and vegetation, this appeared to be a small coastal city in China.

In less than five minutes, they brought him directly back to China from near the Arctic Circle?

Jiang Yan had originally wanted to try piloting the plane, as he had some basic training in Hawaii, but now he dared not touch it at all, fearing that he might affect this strange helicopter.

He quickly found the parachute pack under his seat, put it on, and returned to his seat to wait.

Giving so much money beforehand certainly wasn't intended to cause him to crash.

"bite--"

The text message notification came again.

"Dear Comrade Jiang Yan, when you receive this message, you have arrived on Earth in Universe 91, and there are 7 days left until the end of the world."

"According to the employment contract, you need to find the savior, impart survival experience as much as possible, and assist him in building a shelter. We will recall you 21 days after the apocalypse and pay you according to the guidance you provide."

"Details of this apocalypse and information about the savior have been sent to your 'Memo,' please check it promptly."

"—Yours truly, the Human Alliance."