MTL - Psychological Control-Chapter 46

"Ready ... start !!!" With the order of Jeff, everyone started to run from the starting line on the beach and rushed towards the sea.

The sand is not easy to run, and the resistance brought by the seawater after entering the water makes my movements more difficult. At this point, although I wasn't backward, Dillon on my right hand had already led me nearly three meters and plunged my head into the water.

I didn't hesitate when I saw this. When the water didn't reach my thigh and returned by the waves, I rushed along the returned water for two meters and quickly approached Dillon.

After entering the water, I can no longer see the status of other players. I just tried to ensure that I swim a shortest straight line toward the goal, instead of being disturbed by the current. But I felt that the distance between Dillon and me was still gradually widening, and the distance pulled back was quickly pulled away when entering the water.

Even though I knew before that Dillon was systematically trained to swim, the gap was so large that I was a little disappointed in myself. It seems impossible to invalidate our agreement with Dillon this time.

When I lifted my head out of the sea and saw that there were only a few meters away from the buoy, I took a deep breath and directly embedded in the sea floor. Although the beautiful tribe had previously obtained some swimming gear in the prize race, such as diving goggles. But for the sake of fairness, these things are not allowed to be brought into the game.

So I could only open my eyes in the sea, just to see the location of the cloth bag under the buoy, and to open the knot manually. The body's body fluids carry some salinity. The eyes will not be so stinging in the salt water with higher salinity than in a swimming pool filled with disinfectant and bacteria.

The twenty days of fishing in the beautiful tribe made me re-familiar with the swimming skills I once learned. Buoyancy will not have any effect on my snorkeling. For some people who are not familiar with swimming, it is a fatal waste of time to dive.

As I quickly untied the cloth bag tied to the bottom of the buoy, I looked over at Dillon who had begun to swim back a few meters. There is still room to catch up! At this point the other players will arrive in front of the buoy and prepare to dive. I landed on the bottom of the sea, and the relay swam back again.

"Brian's non-stop dive, and soon he came up with a jigsaw! He started to catch up with the leading Dillon, and there was still a chance! The swimming skills of the two were eye-opening, and even the local fishermen didn't hesitate to let it go." Jeff standing on the shore, the voice of the live host passed into my ears.

There is a big difference between swimming in the sea and swimming in the pool. The water flow in the pool is not violent. Although it cannot be called standing water, it gives a good environment for the swimmers. You can swim in the sea. If you push water hard, it just repels the current, and it will only do more with less.

I felt the effect of the current and tried my best to chase Dillon. These days of exercise, I can't feel the soreness of my muscles when I travel a hundred meters.

Honestly, the beautiful tribe eats very well. Although there is still weight loss, my body is getting stronger and stronger in snorkeling fishing these days. It was that pale skin that made me stand out from all the tanned contestants.

"Dillon has already started to land, and Brian is close behind! Mario and Sandra are not giving up. At this time, they have also obtained puzzle bags and started to swim back!" Jeff's live broadcast, let me not even Looking back, you can also grasp other people's movements.

Maybe for some people, Jeff's live broadcast will make them feel more nervous and make mistakes. But for me, there is no possibility of nervous mistakes at such moments, and I will only become more focused and calm.

With my feet in the water, I transformed from swimming to running in the water, and rushed behind Dillon to the puzzle table. Quickly untied the cloth bag and poured out a dozen puzzle pieces.

Jeff had now reached between the two of us and began to focus on reporting the situation between us. Because it is clear that the competitors who fell behind at this time have no chance of winning. "Dillon has already started puzzles, and Brian has poured them out!"

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"Jigsaw completed! Dillon gets personal immunity!" Jeff went to Dillon to confirm the puzzle and raised a hand and shouted.

I sighed and threw the last two puzzle pieces in the middle of my hand onto the table. "Congratulations ..." I turned around with a smile on my face, and said to Dillon, who didn't express excitement even though I was granted personal immunity.

When he turned around and seemed to intend to speak to me, I turned around and dropped the two puzzle pieces randomly on the table, and pressed them into the final position. OCD. Then he turned away and walked to the side of Mario who was rushed to the ground, waiting for Austin with his black face to fall to the end, and the dog went ashore.

Even Rhett swims faster than Austin! With ten contestants, Austin's swimming skills are on a par with Casey. Casey, who doesn't exercise at first sight, may not swim in ten years!

After the individual immunity game, I returned to the camp in the afternoon, and the atmosphere was dark. Mario, who clearly felt that he was in crisis, began to actively encourage the three of us to win the contestants of the other two tribes.

But I have other plans.

Let Mario and Austin die in the hands of other tribal alliances as soon as possible so that I don't have to betray them. There is no need to worry about losing two final votes in vain after they are eliminated as judges.

Shuffle the cards as soon as possible, so although I used the excuse to go fishing with Dillon to create a space for him and him. But after getting on the boat and going fishing, I didn't plan to have any substantial communication with him on the boat. Of course, it doesn't matter that there is no substantial communication, but it can't make the atmosphere too rigid. I forced myself to start talking to him.

"Do you plan to fish with a harpoon?" I saw that Dillon was picking up not the fishing rods that had been prepared on the boat before Mario, but another harpoon that had been idle for a long time.

Dillon glanced at the metal harpoon in his hand, gave me a glance, and said with a laugh: "Because I missed the opportunity to get fishing gear in the reward game, I haven't eaten these days. Now that I have the conditions, of course I have to Work hard so that you can have your last meal. "

"It's just that the number of people who need food supply has increased after the merger, and you may not be able to eat the meal you want." Some uncomfortable, he looked at my eyes always full of eyesight, but I still said with a smile in my mouth. . Then I stopped talking nonsense, pulled my goggles off my forehead, rolled over into the water.

The photographer who was in charge of shooting in the water followed me subtly, and then another splash, Dillon came down. I saw him make a gesture to me, signaled that I was responsible for the left side of the ship centered line, and he was responsible for the right side. Separating the hunting area at least guarantees that we will not stare at the same prey at the same time.

After a while, I saw a palm-sized red-scale fish swimming among corals. To feed ten people, we need to at least triple our workload. So I stopped picking big fish and shot. As long as the fish is not too small, I intend to kill them.

Approached skillfully and slowly poked out the harpoon.

However, when I aimed at the prey and was ready to shoot, my arm was suddenly torn by the photographer behind me, and the organ in front of the harpoon shot with a shake and shot empty.

I turned a bit angrily to look at this photographer who should never disturb the contestant, but suddenly found that his face was panicked, and the hand without the camera was in a floating gesture with me.

My perplexity was explained when I saw him scribbling and pointing to the other side of the boat. It's a shark that's at least one meter long! Wandering around Dillon, who was afraid to move. In order not to cause this predator to hunt *, the photographer who photographed Dillon and himself could only stand there waiting for the lost and curious shark to take the initiative to leave.

In fact, unlike photographers who can stay in the water for a long time, Dillon does not have an oxygen tank, and he does not even have a trace of protection. The exposed bronze-colored muscles are not as tough as photographer-specific wetsuits. As long as that shark thinks, it can easily make Dillon's skin fleshy!

I followed the photographer who followed me up slowly, but after I floated to the surface, I didn't wait for the photographer to say anything, and took a deep breath and dived down. "Brian ?!" the photographer screamed anxiously, "What are you doing ?!"

After sinking into the water, the sound on the water surface was inaudible like a thick film. The harpoon that I shot shortly on the harpoon has been reloaded by me in the process of floating.

Although I don't know how this young shark got lost in this area where there should be no sharks, what if we got on board? The arrival of the rescue team can only rescue the wounded at best, that is to say, continue to wait for Dillon and the photographer may still be injured.

As I dived under the boat, I clearly saw a sea fish on Dillon's harpoon. This sea fish was so dead that it couldn't die because of a long puncture, but it was still exuding blood into the sea. Perhaps it was this **** smell that attracted the sharks that were around before.

I finally knew why Dillon could only stand still, because there was a dead fish in his harpoon, his only weapon, and he didn't even have anything to guard against sharks. Not to mention taking the initiative to attack.

The one-meter-long juvenile sharks are still a long way from adulthood. The strength and bite force are not as large as the adult sharks, and the hunting skills will not be as difficult as the battle-hardened adult sharks. And I don't want to end up being a surrendered image of my teammates in the survivor show.

Although it's no surprise that I escaped in this crisis, but since I have a chance to become famous, why don't I bet on it? Antisocial personality also has a characteristic that is particularly close to the psychology of addictive gamblers. Everything is a weight, the greater the risk, the greater the gain.

As I slowly approached Dillon and wandered beside him, staring at the dead fish shark on his harpoon, I slowly raised the harpoon in my hand and hooked my finger on the switch of the harpoon mechanism. Dillon also saw my approach. At this time, he was out of breath for a long time, and time was not waiting. 2k novel reading network