Survival Arena

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After running for five minutes, Chu Ge and his three companions left the town and arrived on the highway.

The night was pitch-dark, and looking up, one could see the stars filling the sky.

Xiao Zhang and Little Xiao followed behind, extremely tense, fearing that crows or bad people might suddenly rush out at them.

Chu Ge, however, was quite calm. With his abilities laid out before him, he hadn't felt much panic up until now.

Walking along the highway, they encountered no cars, only a ground littered with crow corpses.

A little while later.

A sedan whooshed past them from behind.

Local Snake immediately turned around to wave it down, but the car ignored him completely and sped away.

In the fading distance, Local Snake even caught a glimpse of a middle finger.

"Damn! I can't take this!"

Local Snake cursed angrily, wanting to chase after it, but he gave up after a few steps.

He wasn't Chu Ge. There was no way he could catch up to a sedan.

Chu Ge, on the other hand, wasn't angry. Compared to them, that guy was just an ordinary person, and who knows, he might be dead in the next moment.

After that, cars would pass by from time to time, but not a single one was willing to stop.

Indeed, the world was cold, and no one was kind.

The time reached five in the morning.

Chu Ge was leading at the front, with Local Snake ten meters behind him, and twenty meters further back were Xiao Zhang and Little Xiao.

They were already tired from walking, and if it weren't for Chu Ge constantly leading the way, they probably would have sat down to rest a long time ago.

"Boss, let's take a break,"

Local Snake whined, not used to trekking such long distances like this in the Survival Competition.

The most exhausting experience he could recall was probably the Huashan Summit.

But even then, he climbed a bit and rested a bit.

At the end of the highway, the horizon had a streak of light as if someone had drawn a line with a red pen.

Suddenly, the sound of something slicing through the air came from behind.

On instinct, Chu Ge turned back to look, and a giant crow was hurtling towards him. Its talons grasped Chu Ge's shoulders, and it quickly ascended with him into the sky.

"Boss!"

Local Snake shrieked in horror.

By the time Chu Ge came to his senses, he was already over a hundred meters above the ground.

It was too fast!

He lifted his arms and grabbed onto the giant crow's talons.

The giant crow didn't seem intent on pecking him and sped away toward the distance.

They soon disappeared over the horizon.

Local Snake couldn't catch up and could only scream out in despair.

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Whoosh whoosh—

The sound of the wind was incessant in his ears.

Chu Ge was still being clutched by the giant crow, and as he looked ahead at the vast grasslands, his expression was complex.

Where was this creature taking him?

"Buddy, do you speak Chinese?"

Chu Ge couldn't help but speak up, certain this creature had to be a Survivor.

Sure enough, the giant crow immediately responded with a lot of gibberish, speaking a foreign language he couldn't identify.

"You flippin' never learned Chinese?"

"Caw caw gu gu wah wah…"

"Damn… idiot!"

"Ha gulu di di gua…"

"Your mom blew up…"

"Hoo xi hoo bitshee…"

Chu Ge felt a headache coming on, utterly unable to communicate.

He had no choice but to give up.

His hands were tightly gripping the giant crow's talons as his gaze turned towards the far distance.

It was already daylight.

Below, there was a massive migrating army of wildebeests on the grand prairie.

The giant crow's Speed was incredible, it felt even faster than Xiao Hero.

The majestic grasslands were refreshing, but Chu Ge had no mood to enjoy the scenery; he just wanted to know when he could land.

He knew that even if he entered the Survival House now and came out again, he would be smashed to death.

And there were rules in the Survival Arena.

If one was being pursued, they couldn't directly enter the Survival House, which Local Snake had already tried before.

A few more hours flew by.

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It was about ten o'clock in the morning.

The giant crow landed on the top of a mountain peak, and Chu Ge landed steadily without needing to unload any force.

The mountain top seemed as if it had been sliced off, very flat, spanning nearly a hundred square meters, with huge boulders piled up.

Chu Ge immediately spotted a large crack between the boulders, which, at first glance, appeared to be a stone house made by man.

He looked up and saw the giant crow had already flown away.

He walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down; it was at least five hundred meters high, below was a slope connecting to the grassland.

"Damn it, how can there be such a peak on the great plains? So abrupt!"

Chu Ge muttered to himself, swearing.

Think you can stump me here?

Chu Ge took off his shoes and then threw them into the Survival House.

He prepared to climb down slowly, meantime he could use Raging Flame Separation to pierce into the rock wall.

Just as his right leg dangled in the air, a figure came from behind him.

He turned his head and saw a man crawling out from between the stones.

The man was dirty, wearing denim, with brownish-yellow hair, a white man who didn't look over thirty from his face.

"Hey, help!"

The white man called out excitedly, crawling toward Chu Ge quickly.

Looking at him, he seemed to have been hungry for many days, barely able to stand up.

Chu Ge replied in his poor English, "Youweit Heier, I love death fight, hey help!"

The white man stopped, thought for a while, then nodded desperately.

Subsequently, Chu Ge began to climb down.

Immediately, the white man crawled to the edge of the cliff; he looked down slowly, his eyes widening and mouth agape.

Dumbfounded!

What did he see!

Such a steep cliff, and this guy was going to climb down barehanded?

A continual stream of "OMG" exclamations came from above.

Chu Ge found it annoying, really wanting to tell him to shut up, but the guy was so pitiable he was afraid he would die from anger.

Chu Ge climbed very slowly, not daring to go too fast.

Although he was very physically fit, he couldn't withstand a fall from this height; a fall would turn him into mush.

Ten minutes passed, and he had only climbed halfway, more than two hundred meters.

But to the white man, this was already incredible.

In his eyes, Chu Ge was already a superhero.

For the remaining half of the journey, Chu Ge only took five minutes to finish.

When he was about six or seven meters from the ground, he jumped down.

Steady!

Chu Ge took out his sports shoes, feeling much more comfortable after putting them on.

He ran forward.

After running a distance, he turned and waved to the white man on the mountain peak, signaling him to wait for him.

But then, the white man actually started climbing down too.

"Damn! Is this guy crazy?"

Chu Ge immediately stopped in his tracks, a bizarre expression on his face.

Under his watch, the white man climbed down not even five meters before he tumbled down.

Chu Ge couldn't bear to watch and quickly turned his head away.

The white man, bumping and scraping against the mountain wall, blood splashing, was in a terrible plight.

By the time he hit the ground, he was beyond recognition.

Chu Ge hesitated for a moment but still went over to check.

What if the guy wasn't dead?

He arrived at the foot of High Mountain to find the man crumpled like a puppet, limbs broken absurdly, and a chunk of scalp shorn from the back of his head, stomach-turning and horrific.

"Oh, why were you so foolish."

Chu Ge sighed and turned to leave.

This wasn't his fault.

If anyone was to blame, it was the giant crow.

It's the giant crow that had brought the white man to the mountain peak.

Chu Ge had just taken a couple of steps when a groan of pain came from behind him.

He looked back in astonishment.

The guy wasn't dead?

How could that be possible!

Chu Ge immediately went over to him.

The white man raised his right hand with difficulty, weakly saying, "Hey, help..."

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