The soul travels through the eighteenth line, the female agent is killing crazy in the entertainment

Cheng Ling lay in the back seat of the business car, motionless.

She had received professional training and could lower her vital signs by regulating her heartbeat and breathing. Her eyelids and eyeballs did not shake at all. If she was not checked specifically, she would not be able to tell that she was awake.

During a mission, she encountered a strong enemy. She pretended to be dead and set her personal record. She stayed in the pile of dead bodies for 23 hours without being discovered.

Those were really the days of licking blood on the tip of a knife...

While thinking about it, Cheng Ling felt the car shake and stop.

The car door was opened.

"I'll lift the upper body, you lift the feet." A woman said in a low voice.

Soon, Cheng Ling felt that she was carried by two people onto a stretcher. Her hands were tied behind her back, so she could only be put sideways. She was carried for a hundred or two hundred meters, and then the stretcher was gently put down.

Then she was carried from the stretcher to the ground.

Also sideways.

In this way, her head and face were in close contact with the ground. .

She could feel the unique wetness of the forest ground. The uneven ground was covered with dense weeds and wild flowers. The smell of trees, dew, soil, and grass rushed into her nose, very fragrant.

All her limbs sighed comfortably.

Someone took the stretcher away.

"Put the bag at her feet." The woman spoke again, "Spray her with some insect repellent."

Cheng Ling first felt a bag filled with things placed beside her, and she heard the jingling sound of things colliding in the bag.

Then, someone took the insect repellent and sprayed it from head to toe.

People walked around, doing the final inspection and arrangement. After a while, they heard them calling "Let's go."

After a while, the footsteps gradually moved away. In the distance, she heard the sound of a car starting, and the sound became farther and farther away, and all the staff left in a cloud of dust.

Cheng Ling did not move.

Should I wait a while before waking up?

Is it time?

Is it almost time?

"1,2,3...597,598,599,600."

Cheng Ling counted to 600 in her heart and opened her eyes.

It should be around three or four in the afternoon, but the forest canopy is very thick, blocking the sunlight to only a few spots of light.

There are five or six pine trees scattered around her, as well as a few broad-leaved sycamore trees and birch trees. There are thick fallen needles under her, which are quite soft. She tied her hands behind her back and sat up sideways.

A pair of hawk-like eyes swept across the forest sharply.

A bird's nest on the top of the pine tree, behind the leaves of the bushes next to it, and a mouse hole not far away...one, two, three, four, five...a total of eight cameras are pointed at herself.

Cheng Ling pretended not to notice the existence of the camera.

Sitting upright, she put her two tied hands in front of her feet, and her body formed a very flexible angle. Then, she successfully passed her hands from her feet to her chest like skipping rope, and put them to her mouth. She didn't mind the dirty rope at all, and bit the rope loose.

[This curve, this flexibility! If it was on the bed... those who understand will understand. ]

[Those who understand will understand. ]

[Those who understand will understand. ]

[I vomited. I accidentally clicked into the [Flower of Evil] live broadcast room. It turns out that you are scolded for a reason. Such a group of dirty fans shows that the real owner is not a good thing. Goodbye! ]

Cheng Ling, who regained her freedom, stood in the empty forest, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Ah, the smell of the forest.

It's so good.

It's like going back to the past. She even wanted to run a few laps in the forest to vent.

However, the camera made a slight turning sound, which woke her up, and she looked at the camera group coldly.

The cold, almost poisonous look in her eyes made the cameraman shudder.

[Unit 15! Unit 15! Hide well! Don't let the guests find out! Don't let the guests find out! ]

The cameraman whispered to the microphone beside his mouth: "I didn't show it!"

Cheng Ling closed her eyes and counted one, two, three silently.

It's not a mission now, not a mission, not a mission.

Repeat.

Not a mission.

After the murderous intent in her eyes faded away, she opened her eyes.

The untied rope was a precious resource, and she walked towards the backpack with the rope.

Opening the backpack, she took out the supplies one by one.

Under the attention of tens of thousands of viewers, she took out the first supply in the bag: a jar of five-spice powder.

Cheng Ling took the five-spice powder and looked at it for a while.

Put it aside.

The barrage laughed like crazy.

[Hahahaha, useless seasoning! It seems that the program team doesn't think highly of Cheng Ling! Is this intentional? ]

[Five-spice powder? Is this to let Cheng Ling sprinkle five-spice powder to attack wild animals when they encounter them? ]

[If it can really be sprinkled into the eyes, it should be useful, right? ]

[My mother said that this brand of seasoning is really good. The price has not increased for many years, and the taste is also very authentic. ]

Cheng Ling continued to dig with a blank expression.

Then he took out seven or eight jars.

Table salt jar.

Chili powder jar.

Cooking wine jar.

White sesame jar.

Sesame oil jar.

White vinegar jar.

Minced garlic jar.

Cheng Ling: “.”

All of them are [Cheng Daheng] brand. One of the sponsors. Or it’s their own factory.

Cheng Ling: “.”

I have a sentence "WTF" and I don't know whether to say it or not. (WTF, the abbreviation of What The Fuck, understood as [What the hell, I fuck])

Bullet screen:

[Just came from Jiang Qiyun and Bai Muchuan's live broadcast room. Jiang Qiyun got a compressed tent, a lighter, and drinking water; Bai Muchuan got a capsule sleeping bag and compressed biscuits. If you say that the program team didn't target Cheng Ling, I will be the first to disbelieve it. ]

Cheng Ling continued to grope in the bag, and finally, she took out a small folding knife used to open express delivery, the blade was about the size of a fingernail.

This kind of knife has almost zero lethality, and can't do anything except opening express delivery.

In the horror forest with no human traces, Cheng Ling, such a delicate little girl, holding a dozen useless seasonings, sitting alone on dead branches and fallen leaves, feels very pitiful.

[I came here to scold Cheng Ling, and suddenly I felt that she was also very pitiful. ]

[There must be something hateful about pitiful people. Think about why the program team treated her like this. ]

[Didn't the program group say that the items were randomly distributed?]

[Don't be ridiculous. The program group can't afford to offend big names like Jiang Qiyun and Bai Muchuan. How could there be no shady operations?]

The program group director couldn't do anything about it.

Originally, they planned to arrange it randomly, but Jiang Qiyun and the others were really afraid of something going wrong, and Bai Muchuan was the boss who called directly to ask for more "care".

There was no way. Facing the doubts in the live broadcast room, the program group could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Director He and Producer Lin felt their faces burning.

But except for Jiang Qiyun and Bai Muchuan, who had top-level survival backpacks arranged, the backpacks of the other five people were random.

The survival supplies in each backpack were different.

In order to create a highlight, there was only a cooking bag that only people with extremely bad faces would pick up.

After all, [Cheng Daheng brand transfer to company] was generous and a big investor.

They were also forced to do GG.

Besides, the production team thought that no matter who picked up the cooking bag, they could team up with anyone and survive together. Moreover, seasonings are not useless. At least you need to make a fire to cook in the wild, right?

Cooking requires seasoning, right?

Then it would be useful.

However, the production team did not expect that the person with a bad face was Cheng Ling, who was disliked by everyone!

No one would be willing to team up with her.

Can a delicate little star like Cheng Ling survive tonight with such a useless backpack?

Producer Lin looked at Cheng Ling's helpless look facing a pile of seasonings on the screen, and recalled Cheng Ling's fist clenching to show her biceps, and sighed.

Cheng Ling felt around in the bag for a few times, turned the bag upside down and patted it, and made sure that there was nothing, so she picked up everything and put it in the bag.

It's good.

Cheng Ling thought that she had low requirements for outdoor survival anyway, and this level of survival was no different from a vacation.

With the addition of the condiments on the ground, she was sure that she would be able to have a delicious meal on this vacation.

Wonderful.

Cheng Ling didn't know that the way she picked up the bottles and cans at this moment aroused the love and care of the weak in many viewers. Everyone couldn't help but feel distressed when they saw the skinny girl picking up the cans in a miserable state.

Especially when they saw Cheng Ling bending down, picking up the ropes that had just tied her hands and feet, and carefully putting them in her bag, she was simply labeled as a little pitiful.

She didn't even pull down the rope that had just tied her, and put it in her bag with care.

Cheng Ling patted her bag.

Suddenly she recalled the way Cheng's father rubbed his eyebrows and read the report, and Cheng Bosheng's increasingly dark circles under his eyes.

Tsk.

Cheng Ling opened her bag again, took out a can, glanced at the label, and then held it up, facing the empty forest seriously.

"Cheng Daheng seasons and makes delicious food! Cheng Daheng seasons and satisfies your stomach!"

"The pepper can is a must-have self-defense item for home and travel. When necessary, you must sprinkle it on the enemy's face without mercy! Don't be soft when eating barbecue!" After saying that, Cheng Ling swallowed a big mouthful of saliva and sang, "Grilled chicken wings, my favorite!"

The live broadcast room paused for a moment.

[What do you say? I feel that I have changed my opinion of Cheng Ling. I thought she would get angry. ]

[She has a good mentality. She woke up without panic. She first untied her rope and put it away. She has a good mind for survival in the wild. ]

[I heard that it took Bai Muchuan ten minutes to untie the rope after he woke up. ]

[Why are Cheng Ling's fans so shameless and dare to take advantage of our brother Muchuan's popularity? Get out! ]

[Cheng Daheng... Cheng Ling, both have the surname "Cheng"~ Is there any internal connection? 】

【Please, if Cheng Ling has any connection with Cheng Daheng... Cheng Group, she will definitely use it to build momentum for herself! Saying that she is the daughter of a wealthy family! 】

【GG dog, it affects my viewing experience, bye. 】

【GG, what's wrong with GG? Without these GG sponsors, can we watch such a wonderful show? Besides, the way they say GG is very humorous! 】