Chapter 305 [Red Phoenix ID: 12]

With Wang Mengmeng and Yang Kexin shaking her, Zuo Shi finally managed to crawl up, but the dark circles under her eyes indicated that she hadn't rested well.

"Zuo Shi, thank you." Yang Kexin pursed her lips and whispered her thanks, "You must not have slept well since you went to scout for information for the team."

Wang Mengmeng finally realized it. Yes, the reason they chose to rest at this noodle shop last night was because it was close to the Log Flume, making it convenient for Zuo Shi to use her Talent periodically.

Hearing this, Zuo Shi suddenly sobered up, her face flushing slightly.

"It's... it's nothing." Yang Kexin shook her head, "Oh, don't be so modest. Let's go find Brother Yu!"

Just like that, the three women woke Chen Yu up again.

After tidying up a bit, they set off.

Just after leaving the noodle shop, they could see the massive skeleton of the Log Flume from afar.

Chen Yu yawned. He hadn't slept well last night either, but it was all worth it.

[ red luan Identified: Zuo Shi ]

[ red luan ID: 12 ]

[ Connection Nature: physiological connection ]

[ Connection Depth: Lv.10 ]

[ Current Effective Multiplier: 100x ]

Yes, just like Liu Manqing, once connected, it was Level 10, and the effective multiplier reached 100x!

As of now, everyone on the vehicle was a red luan, without exception...

The only one without a physiological connection was Lu Xiaoyu, but to be honest, although Chen Yu was someone who didn't turn anyone away and focused on doing as he pleased, he didn't want to make a move on Lu Xiaoyu.

She gave off a feeling of being too simple and pure. Chen Yu felt that sometimes, preserving her true nature was enough. After all, he wouldn't let his Rice take risks to participate in missions.

"Zuo Shi, report on last night's scouting." Chen Yu asked, leading the three women toward the Log Flume.

Zuo Shi spoke quickly, "Actually, there was too much overlapping information between these three scouting sessions and the previous ones. I'll only talk about the differences: there are seven hidden cracks in the chain links that could break under high load."

"Breaking again?!" Wang Mengmeng almost fainted, "Isn't that the same as that high-altitude swing!"

Yang Kexin was also a bit panicked, "Breaking..."

Chen Yu waved his hand, "Don't be nervous yet. It doesn't necessarily mean it will break. After all, this is a 1998 Amusement Park, and these facilities just aren't perfect enough."

The four of them talked, and before long, they arrived at the entrance of the Log Flume.

"Whoosh!!!" "Whoosh!!!" The sound of rushing water grew louder, and quite a few people had already gathered at the entrance.

The iron gate was still closed, its hinges rusted black, and a faded warning sign hung on it. Everyone was gathered in small groups, whispering to each other.

Wang Mengmeng stood on tiptoe and counted the heads, whispering, "One, two, three, four... uh... including us, there are over twenty people now."

Zuo Shi scanned the area, "Isn't that the rap team from last night?"

Chen Yu looked in the direction of her gaze. The Flyer was leaning against the railing of the queue, the ligature marks on his neck turning a bruised purple. They were circled around, looking like he was wearing a collar.

The red-haired guy next to him was handing him water, but he pushed it away. He was muttering something, inaudible, but looking at his lip movements, there was no need to guess—he was probably rhyming again.

Only Bai He and that Perception-type Xu Zhiyuan remained from the college student team, and under the team leader Bai He's eyes hung two dark bruises; one look and it was clear he hadn't slept all night.

More and more people arrived one after another. There were many teams Chen Yu hadn't interacted with, and looking at them now, their complexions didn't look very good.

"Creeeak!!!" The iron gate let out a harsh sound. Everyone looked up. The gate had opened on its own.

"It's eight o'clock." Someone said. Immediately after, that familiar voice sounded again—

[ Facility Name: Log Flume ]

[ Facility Grade: A-Grade ]

[ Operation Duration: 8 minutes ]

[ Maximum Height: 18 meters ]

[ Dive Angle: 87 degrees ]

[ Rated Capacity: Adapted to current number of people ]

[ Please all tourists board the boats in order. Each boat is limited to four people, and boat numbers are assigned randomly. After boarding, please immediately fasten the safety bar; hearing a "click" sound means the lock is successful. ]

[ Warning: During operation, it is strictly forbidden to unfasten the safety bar. Standing is strictly forbidden. It is strictly forbidden to lean your body outside the boat. It is strictly forbidden to open your mouth to breathe while in the water. ]

[ Countdown: 300 seconds... 299 seconds... 298 seconds... ]

"The high-altitude swing was only B-Grade, but this Log Flume is A-Grade?" Yang Kexin immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

Wang Mengmeng tugged tightly on Chen Yu's sleeve, "Brother Yu, during the high-altitude swing, you used those Rule Seaweed to hold us, but what about this time? What will we do?"

Chen Yu said in a deep voice, "Same as before, reuse the old items." In fact, there really wasn't a better way. The toughness and resistance of the Rule Seaweed Remains were top-notch.

Just like that, he wrapped the Rule Seaweed around each of the three women's waists twice and then tied a very tight knot.

Wang Mengmeng looked down at the Rule Seaweed and muttered, "It's constricting here again, will it leave calluses later?"

"I can also only bind Zuo Shi and Kexin." Chen Yu wrapped the Rule Seaweed around his left arm five times, pulling each loop tight. He moved his body to confirm the Rule Seaweed wouldn't slip off, feeling relieved.

"No, no! I can accept it!" Wang Mengmeng explained hurriedly.

The Flyer came over at this moment, his voice particularly hoarse, whispering, "Chen... Brother Chen Yu, um, that, do you have any extra of that Rule Seaweed?"

He rubbed his hands and continued, "We want to wrap ourselves up too, but we only have a meter or so left, not enough..."

Chen Yu glanced at him without speaking. The Flyer felt uneasy under his gaze and subconsciously took half a step back.

"I'm not asking for it for free." The Flyer hurriedly added, "I can take..." But he hadn't finished speaking.

Chen Yu had already pulled a bundle of Rule Seaweed Remains from his personal backpack and tossed it over. The Flyer caught it. The bundle of Rule Seaweed landed heavily in his hands.

"?" Just this one bundle was more than all the Rule Seaweed he had seen since the apocalypse combined.

"This..." The Flyer was stunned. This must be dozens of meters, right? He only wanted a few meters; how did it get multiplied by ten?

And this was too exaggerated. The Flyer swallowed his saliva, "We don't need this much, we..."

"Hurry up, the facility is about to start." Chen Yu interrupted, ignoring him, and led the women onto their assigned raft.

The Flyer glanced at the countdown and realized there really was no time left; he nodded, expressed his thanks, and left.

For Chen Yu, his Rule Seaweed Remains were simply endless. A normal Treasure Chest would yield about ten meters, but after Chen Yu's return, it became thousands of meters. Pure, infinite resources.

The Flyer's performance yesterday was decent, and since Chen Yu had promised to give him some benefits, he naturally wouldn't be stingy.