A few minutes later,

In front of Lin Fan,

More than a dozen black-boiled tree beetles were neatly arranged in rows as if they were reunited by family relatives.

Looking at these cute 'black chocolate',

Lin Fan's "Gudong" swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes glowing green.

The next moment,

It seems to satisfy some evil tastes of childhood,

He held the paratrooper knife in his hand and reached out to press these beetles on the tree.

Swish-swish-!

The sword light in the palm swings,

More than a dozen tree-boring beetles have turned into headless and lonely souls.

Immediately,

Lin Fan smiled,

It seems that the hardworking farmer looks at his mature farmland.

The rough palms representing the wisdom of the working people were gently pulled down,

In an instant, all the tree-boring beetles were collected.

"Everyone, I'll eat Wei Jin first!"

The next second,

Under the attention of more than 100,000 viewers,

Lin Fan directly put more than a dozen beetles in his palms, as if the child had peeled melon seeds, and he put them into his mouth, chewing them "crunched" and "crunched".

Suddenly,

The audience in the live broadcast room,

Shocked by the scene in front of me!

"Damn it! I always thought that eating tiger insects was my limit when Mr. Fan used to eat them, but I didn't expect... my eyes! I'm going to be blind!"

"I can't stand it anymore. This is even more disgusting than the time when Mr. Fan ate bear feces. Brothers, I'll vomit first!"

"Damn, intensive phobia is so heartbroken. Why should I click Kaifan's live broadcast room? Why is this social fee so unfair to me!"

"Uh, the drama spirits upstairs are almost enough! But I must admit that Mr. Fan did make me disgusted this time. The bugs in his hands are so disgusting."

"Wow, ear ASMR benefits, I made money!"

"The devil upstairs is about to shut up, I'm almost vomiting."

"The little cutie from Lin Sang's family gave the anchor a treasure map - don't eat too much of these things, it's not good for your health."

"The professional chicken killer gives the anchor 10 tiger food--number of audience--1."

"Shen Muzi gave the anchor 10 tiger food--didn't the brothers above tell me to leave? Why are they still here? /Dog Head"

"The juicer from Fanfan's family gives the anchor 10 blood bottles--Fanfan is so hard!"

I finished eating the beetle in my mouth,

Lin Fan rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth, bowed to the drone and said:

"Thanks to the little cutie from Lin Sang's family for giving it the treasure map."

"To be honest, the taste of these beetles is not as disgusting as you think. And compared to the bugs I have eaten before, the taste of these tree-boring beetles can be regarded as a crisp and refreshing appetizing snack."

"Well... although I didn't ask, I've finished eating the bugs now, so I have to hurry up and set off to go."

After saying that, Lin Fan put away his paratrooper sword and continued to move forward along the lakeside again.

In a blink of an eye, a morning passed.

Under the scorching sun at noon,

A thin layer of mist began to rise from the frozen lake.

With the refraction of the reflection on the ice,

There was almost dazzling white light within a hundred meters in front of him.

Under the lens,

After nearly six hours of travel,

Lin Fan was obviously exhausted.

I saw him tightly covering the injured leg with his right hand,

As he frowned, his entire body weight was almost entirely pressing on the crutch in his hand, panting.

"No, I have to rest for a while now. If I continue to torture like this, I will definitely be exhausted to death."

Sitting on a bluestone on the shore with her injured leg tremblingly,

Lin Fan stroked the sweat stains on his face and looked at the drone:

"Huh... The average hourly walking speed of a normal adult male is about 5 kilometers, but he dragged my injured leg for nearly a morning. I have only walked about fifteen kilometers so far. And the worst thing is that my injured leg hurts a lot now. If I still rush so hard in the afternoon, I doubt whether my leg can hold on tomorrow."

Seeing Lin Fan's frowning, the audience in the live broadcast room felt distressed and expressed their consolation.

"Come on, Mr. Fan, we believe you can!"

"I feel sorry for Mr. Fan, I really want to go over and help him."

"Mr. Fan, don't be discouraged, we will definitely support you!"

"Mengmeng isn't Mengmeng giving the anchor 10 blood bottles- Come on, Mr. Fan!"

"If it weren't for the rescue...hey!"

"It's really too embarrassing to drag your legs and go in the snow. I believe that if it weren't for the injury to the leg, Fan would probably have returned to China safely."

"The little cutie from Lin Sang's family gives Fan Ye a treasure map - Come on!!"

"I said, if Mr. Bufan wants to call for rescue, after all, you have been persisting for so long, and it is not embarrassing to call for rescue now."

"Yes, yes, why don't you call for rescue? If you've been here, you can barely be considered successful in escaping."

Lin Fan smiled at the concern sent by the audience on the barrage, but did not adopt their suggestions:

"No, I believe that it is not yet at the point where I need to call for rescue. There are still two and a half days before the end of this challenge. I believe there will be a way to successfully escape from here!"

The skill of speaking,

Lin Fan took off the backpack behind him.

I plan to take out a piece of venison from it.

Treat yourself with a bowl of delicious venison broth.

However, at this moment,

The palm of your hand reached into it and touched a trace of softness.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards,

His eyes lit up suddenly.

"Yes!"

Lin Fan's sudden voice shocked the audience in the live broadcast room.

Just when I was about to typing and criticizing him,

I saw Lin Fan holding his fists high and shouting excitedly at the sky, "Checrowing to death."

"Damn, what's wrong with Mr. Fan?"

"I'm crazy, Master Fan must not be able to withstand the huge pressure. He was so excited for a moment, and then he was out of help."

"The black fans upstairs, the identification has been completed."

"I think Mr. Fan must have suddenly thought of a good way to leave here, so he was so excited. Otherwise, according to his usual personality, it would never be like this."

After a moment,

Lin Fan finally calmed down.

Facing the questions of the audience in the live broadcast room,

After Lin Fan smiled mysteriously at the drone,

I turned around and went to make a fire and cook with peace of mind.

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