Survival Arena

"It's really hard to teach this kind of thing; we're all out of our control. You should understand, I don't have time to teach you,"

Chu Ge refused, jokingly. This guy didn't seem particularly bright and came across as rather spineless.

To transform him would be too difficult.

It would probably take a long time.

"Suicide" temporarily doesn't need new members.

"I can give you money." Morrison's words forced Chu Ge to reevaluate him.

Rich!

Why didn't you say so earlier!

Chu Ge held his cellphone and asked, "Do you have a lot of money?"

Once Morrison heard the translation, his eyes lit up, and proudly he said, "My only strong point is having a lot of money. I came to the savannah this time to practice my survival skills in the wilderness, but I was captured by that crow. Where do you live? I'll fly over to find you and give you a hundred thousand dollars every month."

A hundred thousand dollars!

Chu Ge's eyes sparkled.

No, I must stay calm.

I feel like I could raise the price.

In a casual tone, Chu Ge asked, "If you're so rich, why didn't you find someone else to teach you?"

Morrison replied with a wronged tone, "I tried, but I could only find low-level ones, their skills were mediocre. It was so hard to find someone impressive, and even when I did, they looked down on me."

He was quite frustrated, his voice faintly carrying a whine.

He was only a "Two Stars Survivor" and couldn't get in touch with "Survival City." Even with his wealth, it was hard to find a skilled survivor.

Those beyond "Three Stars" weren't typically swayed by money, and even with wealth, it was tough to coax them into showing up.

Especially now, with the world paying increasing attention to nature, survivors had to be even more cautious.

Chu Ge frowned, feigning hesitation.

"A hundred and fifty thousand dollars, you must spend twenty days a month to teach me, and each session must not be less than two hours!" Morrison continued.

Chu Ge, appearing to have no choice, said, "Alright, seeing your earnestness, I can only agree."

Morrison was overjoyed, grasping Chu Ge's hand and rattling off an eager string of incomprehensible words.

Chu Ge's head hurt listening to this.

Afterward, Morrison took the initiative to treat him.

Chu Ge asked if he had money at the moment.

Morrison replied with a show of wealth, "I can use face payment."

It turns out that every town in this region has some family business belonging to his family.

It was only after Morrison found a clothing store owner and persuaded the owner to pay up that Chu Ge truly believed he had encountered a big tycoon.

Chu Ge was unapologetic, fleecing Morrison ruthlessly.

Morrison didn't get angry; in fact, he was pleased.

Such an appetite, he must be really strong in battle!

That same evening.

"Local Snake," Xiao Zhang and Little Xiao found Chu Ge.

They stared at Chu Ge, dressed sharply in a suit, with a strange expression.

They thought Chu Ge would be in a sorry state, but instead, he looked even more noble and handsome.

"Boss, where did you get the money for a suit? And it's a designer brand!" "Local Snake" asked curiously.

Even though he was a homebody, he recognized the brand.

"Mosen Travel!"

A world-famous fashion brand!

Chu Ge calmly said, "A student gave it to me."

A student?

"Local Snake" and the others became even more curious.

What kind of student is so generous?

"Local Snake" suddenly remembered what Chu Ge had said before. Could it be that it was the survivor Chu Ge had saved?

Soon, Morrison walked over.

Dressed in a white suit, with blonde hair and blue eyes, he resembled a global superstar, exuding a lot of style.

Little Xiao was so captivated that her eyes glued to him.

Chu Ge was also surprised; the kid turned out to be so handsome. He had been so disheveled before, it was like he was a different person.

He immediately took out his cellphone to communicate with Morrison.

He had already given Morrison his address, waiting for him to deliver himself.

Morrison offered to personally drive Chu Ge and the other three to the airport.

Chu Ge wanted to refuse, but when he saw the extended sedan parked not too far away, he relented.

They didn't delay and set off immediately.

On the way, Chu Ge no longer needed translation software.

Xiao Zhang and Little Xiao had good English proficiency and could communicate with Morrison with ease.

On the return journey, they didn't encounter any danger again.

However, they came across the news about the massive flock of crows.

That huge number of crows had already caused panic in central Africa, with everyone feeling threatened.

Chu Ge didn't understand what the giant crows wanted with him, but now he didn't care anymore.

All he wanted was to hurry back and train hard.

...

Back at the villa.

Chu Ge and Local Snake collapsed directly onto two sofas.

They both let out a long sigh, feeling refreshed in body and mind.

It was still the most comfortable at home.

Traveling was just too exhausting.

Especially those flights that cross half the globe, they were simply life-threatening.

The return flight had encountered turbulence, causing Local Snake to vomit several times.

"Let's get some sleep, and tomorrow morning, we'll continue with the grueling training,"

Chu Ge instructed before turning over and heading to his room.

Local Snake just waved his hand and didn't reply.

He had no energy even to speak.

After Chu Ge returned to his room, he went straight to the Survival House to sleep.

That way, the face-masked man couldn't ambush him.

In the following period, they resumed their monotonous training.

The face-masked man did not appear again.

Half a month later.

Chu Ge, Local Snake, and Nangong had almost forgotten his existence.

Additionally, Chu Ge had added Morrison as a friend on social networks, but Morrison wouldn't be coming until next month.

Chu Ge was not in a hurry.

Although the guy was very wealthy, Chu Ge really didn't want to take him along.

Leading newbies was the most exhausting.

Especially those who looked very timid.

Morrison didn't leap early but waited until Chu Ge appeared to jump off the cliff, which showed how timid he was.

The countdown reached the last five days.

The villa's doorbell rang.

It was only six o'clock in the morning now.

Absolutely insane!

Nangong, groggy from sleep, opened the door and, seeing Zhuo Yi Cai, his anger vanished in an instant, replaced by a fawning smile.
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"Yi Cai, what brings you here? Come on in," Nangong said with a chuckle, stepping aside to let Zhuo Yi Cai in.

Zhuo Yi Cai nodded, then headed straight into the living room.

Chu Ge and Local Snake had just finished washing up, ready for breakfast.

They had gotten used to getting up early, but Zhuo Yi Cai's visit made them somewhat uneasy.

Could it be that there was a new homicidal maniac?

"Sister, did you come to see us about the face-masked man from last time?" Local Snake asked nervously.

The face-masked man had left him with a shadow.

So much so that he was now scared when watching "Journey to the West".

Zhuo Yi Cai shook her head and said, "That guy has been gone for quite a while now, probably left. I'm here to discuss city battle matters with you. You are Three Stars Survivors; you should participate in the upcoming city battle."

City battle!

Chu Ge's expression lifted, and he became interested right away.

He had heard about the city battle from Gao Fei before, Boss Jin had participated, and it seemed thrilling.

Zhuo Yi Cai continued, "When you participate in the city battle, could you promote our Lan Ya Street Survival Neighborhood Committee? There are benefits in it for you."

Promotion?

Chu Ge, Local Snake, and Nangong were stunned.

Promoting during a Survival Competition?

Zhuo Yi Cai spread her hands and said, "Our committee also needs fresh blood. The Survivors who have joined recently are all newcomers, and we're short-staffed. You just need to mention the conditions our Survival Neighborhood Committee is offering, and naturally, people will apply."