Just as Chen Wen and Hua Yun were blending into this temporary group.

Near the charred remains of the burnt-out house.

A lynx cautiously emerged from the darkness.

It called out for Chen Wen and Hua Yun, but heard no reply.

Just as the lynx was feeling a bit hopeless.

Suddenly, with a flurry of wings, from the sky, a Golden Eagle descended.

It saw the lynx.

"Listen to me! I know where the humans have been taken!"

"What happened!"

The Golden Eagle and the lynx spoke simultaneously, but then were dumbfounded.

Without Chen Wen, they couldn't communicate through language.

Oh no, what should we do now?

The lynx thought silently.

But just then, there was another fluttering sound.

A Snowy Owl landed.

It tilted its head, looking at the stupefied lynx and Golden Eagle, somewhat speechless.

What are these two looking at?

The Snowy Owl began to hoot: "I know how to help the humans escape, follow me!"

After calling out, the Snowy Owl was silent for a while.

It too joined the ranks of the bewildered.

The three animals stood like this for several minutes.

Finally, the Golden Eagle broke the silence.

It suddenly let out a cry, and although the lynx couldn't fully understand the specifics, it roughly understood the Golden Eagle's meaning.

Follow it!

During the time they survived in the valley, when Chen Wen was mediating the relationship between the lynx and the Golden Eagle.

He had taught them how to communicate through gestures and calls.

The lynx and Golden Eagle, being newly intelligent creatures, were naturally very interested in this cross-species communication method.

Both animals learned quite well.

However, as they began their hiking journey, they gradually forgot about it.

But as the Golden Eagle made a move, the lynx remembered too.

The lynx thought for a moment, raised its front paw, imitating the movement of humans walking.

This means humans.

The Golden Eagle spread its wings, hopped a few times in the snow, then flapped its wings again.

This means the humans left, but it flew and followed them.

The lynx roughly understood the Golden Eagle's meaning.

It arched its body, signaling the Golden Eagle to proceed.

The Golden Eagle shook off the snow on its body and began to lead the way.

The Snowy Owl watched the movements of the Golden Eagle and the lynx, completely puzzled.

But it understood that it should now follow the Golden Eagle and the lynx.

They seemed to have a plan.

...

Little did Chen Wen know, his animal friends were trying to find a way to rescue him.

Even if he knew, Chen Wen wouldn't have much hope for them.

The meal was ready quickly.

In this place, it's hard to be particular about meals, it's just a simple hotchpotch.

There's everything inside, food prepared by the crew, as well as prey stored by the mercenaries.

There were even some vegetables and fruits.

These things were stewed together with water, and then served with dry and hard bread.

That's dinner.

As a cook, Chen Wen and his group enjoyed the proximity advantage, after serving the mercenaries, they took their bowls and sat on one side.

As for the crew members, they were not responsible for them.

"Ah, I miss the dumplings from home."

Eating the dry hard bread and salty, unappetizing hotchpotch, Yang Feng's homesickness reached its peak at this moment.

"Dumplings?"

Chen Wen asked while chewing a piece of unidentifiable meat: "What are dumplings? Which region's food?"

"Central Plains."

When it comes to food, especially food from his hometown, Yang Feng gets excited: "The recipe is very simple, the ingredients are cabbage, white radish, tofu fried until golden brown, sweet potato noodles, fatty but not greasy pork belly, all stewed together in a big pot, just sprinkle some thirteen spices for seasoning, serve with pancakes, put it in a porcelain bowl, and it's superb!"

Yang Feng's description was quite poor, but it still made Chen Wen swallow his saliva involuntarily.

"Is it delicious?"

"Very fragrant. I'll treat you to some when we get back."

Yang Feng said, his mood suddenly dropping again.

It seemed that the taste of his hometown food had brought back memories, Yang Feng rubbed his eyes and said: "Dumplings really have a unique taste for every family. I don't know if I'll be able to return home for the New Year this year."

Chen Wen patted Yang Feng on the shoulder: "Mr. Yang, don't worry, you'll definitely make it back."

At this time, Yang Feng's mood seemed to hit rock bottom.

He let out a long sigh and said: "All of this is because of greed! I've completely lost my mind for money, even rejecting my master's proposal to go for another hiking contest, truly... blinded by profit!"

Yang Feng was full of regret.

However, Chen Wen perked up his ears.

Blinded by greed?

The money given by the program team to Yang Feng didn't seem that much?

This statement...

Chen Wen thought for a moment, then tentatively asked: "Everyone has a bit of greed, and the money from the program team wasn't bad, which is normal, I came here for the money too."

Yang Feng shook his head, just as he was about to reveal what had happened previously.

Jenny over there suddenly coughed sharply, reminding Yang Feng.

"Alright, brother, not talking about it is also for your good."

Yang Feng said no more, and patted Chen Wen on the shoulder: "Let's eat."

Chen Wen was even more puzzled.

But he also realized that this survival challenge was far from simple as it seemed on the surface.

...

After dinner, Chen Wen and the other survival experts were taken by the mercenaries into the mine tunnel.

The mine tunnel had sufficient oxygen, along with generators and electric heaters.

The temperature was even slightly higher than in the camp.

This was a camp set up by the mercenaries specifically for the contestants, albeit also like a prison.

Also staying here were four mercenaries.

It was at this time that Chen Wen felt the professional quality of the mercenaries, as these four kept such a tight watch on the six of them, that they had no chance to make any small moves.

"You four men will stay in this mine, and the two women will go across."

Chen Wen and the three other male contestants were driven into a mine tunnel dead-ended at one end, where sleeping bags were laid on the ground.

It seemed they would just sleep directly on the ground.

Chen Wen didn't mind, sitting down cross-legged, planning to rest.

Yang Feng brought his sleeping bag over to Chen Wen's side.

After a short interaction, he trusted this compatriot far more than Hank and Ludwig.

Seeing Yang Feng coming over, Chen Wen didn't rush to continue inquiring.

Instead, he asked about Hank and Ludwig.

Yang Feng said: "Hank is alright, like me, he came for the money, but that Ludwig is not a good person! You'd better stay away from him."

"Oh? Why's that?"

Chen Wen asked, intrigued.

Yang Feng, upon hearing this, was visibly indignant: "He originally pledged allegiance to Belmont, and it's said that Belmont promised him a lot, but privately he was always in contact with Pat, eventually betraying Belmont, and even leading the mercenaries here."

"You tell me, is he a decent person?"

Chen Wen promptly shook his head: "He's really something else! But who is Pat?"

Yang Feng was eager to talk: "Pat is a high-ranking official here in Yukon, Jenny and I came this time also at his invitation."

"A high-ranking official? How high?"

"Not much on the surface, but in reality, he controls most of Yukon's finances, you say how high?"

"Oh wow! Why would someone so powerful be interested in this godforsaken place?"

Chen Wen couldn't help but say: "What's he after, the animal skins here? But even if you kill a bunch of grizzlies, they wouldn't sell for much, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng let out a sneer: "His goals aren't as simple as animal skins, but things from this place."

While speaking, Yang Feng gestured downwards.

Chen Wen was taken aback: "Grave robbing?"

"Gold!"

Yang Feng slapped his forehead, never expecting Chen Wen to say grave robbing.

In a desolate place like Yukon, where would there be graves?

Chen Wen awkwardly laughed.

But at that moment, his memory became clearer.

Yukon Gold Rush!

Golden treasure!

The group of seven!

Neil Belmont!

Belmont's ancestor was indeed one of the members of the group of seven!

Wow! Everything is connected now!

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