Chapter 267
Five minutes later, the six contestants split into teams, and the director of the show grabbed a megaphone and announced, “Congratulations to all the trainees for eaming the approval of our three devil instructors. In the upcoming filming, if you face any challenges or have any requests, feel free to seek help from your instructors!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the guests, who had been roasting under the scorching sun for 40 minutes and gone through three rounds of rigorous assessments, were visibly parched and starving.
“Instructor, could we get some water, please?”
The show’s director then added, “But that doesn’t include asking instructors for food or water, or to help with your tasks!”
“Ah.”
Groans filled the air; that was as good as saying nothing at all! No wonder it is Adventure Blitz: Two Days, One Night–always pushing the guests through absolute hell!
The director then declared, “Now, we’re going to play a game called Tag of War“!”
“There are six tags on this table, each bearing a secret number from 1 to 6. If you draw the tag with number 1, your tag is worth 1 point. If someone tears it off, you’re out, and the person who eliminates you earns that point. The higher the number, the bigger the target on your back. Let’s see who emerges victorious!”
“Doesn’t that make the person who draws 6 points an easy target?” Martin spotted the key issue. “Like a sitting duck, right? Everyone’s going to gang up on them!”
“Exactly, the higher numbers carry higher risks. Sometimes, luck is part of your strength. Now, please start drawing your tags!”
“Can I ask my instructor to draw for me?” Rachel raised her hand. “I’m notoriously unlucky.”
The director nodded, “You may seek help from your instructor.”
“William, could you help me out here?”
“No problem.” William approached the table, hesitated for a moment, then picked the second tag which revealed, “3 points!”
“Not bad, thanks, Instructor!”
Rachel was quite pleased with the result. Seeing this, Nelson also asked his instructor to draw for him, ending up with 2 points and a broad grin.
The director observed, “It seems our devil instructors are quite lucky today. Four tags left, anyone else wants their instructor’s help?” Xanthea glanced at Orion, which Isabella quickly noticed and immediately raised her hand, “Sir, I’d like Mr. Lockwood to draw for me!” Xanthea gritted her teeth–didn’t she have hands of her own?
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Orion slowly stood, walked to the table, and revealed the tag–5 points.
Isabella’s face darkened. Xanthea struggled to hold back her laughter, her shoulders shaking. Served her right for eyeing someone else’s fortune!
After turning one tag, Orion didn’t step back but moved towards another, “Xanthea.”
“Huh?”
“Need my help?”
She hadn’t even asked him, and here he was, appearing way too eager. If this keeps happening, the audience will definitely catch on!
Xanthea, anxious to distance herself from him, shook her head without a second thought.
“No, thank you! I respect you a lot, Mr. Lockwood, but it seems your luck isn’t the best today.”
She used a formal address and even included the word “respect,” instantly setting a clear boundary between them.
Orion looked at her, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
Xanthea pretended not to notice and went straight to draw her own tag.