151: Mausoleum disintegrated

Instantly, her eyes widened, and a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Wow, I didn't expect it to actually be quite delicious—so fragrant and crispy!"

"See, I told you! My recommendation couldn't be wrong!"

Lu Fan smiled triumphantly, his face beaming like a blooming flower. "Quick, try this Roasted Rabbit; it's also very good."

An Lan picked up a piece of rabbit meat and put it in her mouth. The tender and juicy meat melted on her tongue, with the spices seasoned just right.

Every fiber of the meat was infused with flavor, making her give a thumbs-up: "This Roasted Rabbit is delicious too!"

The two of them ate while showering the food with praise.

Da Hei watched eagerly from the side, letting out a "whimper" from time to time. His eyes seemed to say, "Master, I want to eat too. Give me some."

Lu Fan laughed and tossed a piece of rabbit meat to Da Hei, who caught it in one bite and began devouring it wolfishly.

After finishing, he licked his lips as if wanting more, a sight that made Lu Fan and An Lan burst into laughter.

In the livestream room, viewers saw this scene and started sending barrage comments one after another.

"Wow, it looks so delicious. I'm drooling!"

"I didn't expect wasp pupae to actually be edible, and they look so fragrant!"

"Great God Lu Fan's cooking skills are getting better and better. This Roasted Rabbit looks amazing!"

"Da Hei is so lucky. Following Lu Fan means there's always meat to eat!"

After eating and drinking their fill, the two lay on lounge chairs in the courtyard, patting their round bellies with satisfied smiles on their faces.

The sunlight spilled gently over them, warm and cozy, making them feel incredibly comfortable, as if time had stood still in that moment.

"Today's meal was truly satisfying."

Lu Fan let out a burp and spoke with a look of happiness; even the burp seemed to carry the scent of satisfaction.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to be so skilled, turning insects into a delicacy," An Lan teased with a smile, her eyes full of admiration.

"wasp pupae are nothing. Later, I'll let you try Fried Centipedes, Roasted Scorpions, Poached Spiders..."

"Eww, stop, stop, stop! You're getting way too excited."

An Lan made a disgusted face, feeling goosebumps all over. She hurriedly waved her hand to stop him, looking just like a child frightened by strange food.

Everyone was immersed in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, with laughter and joy filling the air.

However, a piece of news struck like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering the peace—Maosi Country announced its disintegration.

This bombshell news was like a surging wave, instantly causing a massive uproar across the globe.

People all over the world were stunned by this sudden turn of events. For a time, social media platforms and streets were filled with people discussing the matter.

Far away in the wilderness, the Maosi Country contestants, Stry and Ryan, also received the announcement of their nation's disintegration immediately.

[Wilderness Survival Announcement]

[Maosi Country Announces Disintegration]

[Maosi Country Contestant Stry has entered a stateless status]

[Maosi Country Contestant Ryan has entered a stateless status]

At this moment, Stry was in a lush tropical rainforest.

All around him, towering trees that blotted out the sun grew wildly, their interlacing branches and leaves almost completely obscuring the sky.

Various strange bird calls and insect noises intertwined, forming a unique yet noisy symphony.

He had just caught a Wild Chicken nearby. The chicken struggled incessantly in his hands; he had originally planned to use it to reward his starving self.

When the system announcement popped up before his eyes, his hand jerked violently, and the chicken nearly slipped away.

His eyes widened with a look of utter disbelief. The Wild Chicken kept flapping its wings, hitting him in the face, but he was completely oblivious to it.

"How is this possible? How could Maosi Country disintegrate?"

Stry muttered to himself, his voice filled with shock and confusion.

In this crisis-ridden wilderness, he had fought tenaciously against nature, his heart always supported by his faith in his country.

But now, that faith shattered like a bubble in an instant.

Meanwhile, at the edge of a distant desert, Ryan was trudging along with difficulty.

The blazing sun hung high, scorching the earth. His lips were cracked and peeling, his throat so dry it felt like it was smoking, and every breath brought a burning sensation.

His steps had become weak and unsteady, sinking unevenly into the scalding sand.

Before him were endless, boundless sand dunes; behind him were footprints quickly buried by the wind and sand, as if he had never passed through.

When the announcement abruptly appeared before him, his steps halted suddenly. His whole body seemed to be under a freezing spell, stiffening in place.

"No, this isn't real..."

Ryan's voice was hoarse and dry, filled with deep despair.

He looked at the barren and lonely desert around him as the gale howled, kicking up sand that filled the sky.

Tears welled up in his eyes; he could not accept the fact that his country simply no longer existed.

[Wilderness Survival Announcement]

[Detected that the contestant is in a stateless status]

[Contestants may choose to join another country and fight for them]

[Alternatively, you may waive the choice and enter a solo survival state]

[Yes] [No]

This difficult choice lay before Stry and Ryan like a heavy boulder.

Stry sat under a massive banyan tree, the mottled shadows of the leaves falling upon him.

His fingers unconsciously traced circles on the ground, his brow furrowed deeply into a "river" shape as he underwent an intense internal struggle.

He thought of the Pretty Country, which loomed like a colossus in the Western world.

Stry grit his teeth, thinking about how he was isolated and helpless in this wilderness, facing potential life-threatening danger at any moment.

To continue living, he finally made a decision—to join the Pretty Country.

He took a deep breath, his fingers trembling slightly as he confirmed his choice on the system interface.

Subsequently, a new fire of hope seemed to ignite in his eyes.

He began to re-plan his survival strategy, well aware of how powerful the Pretty Country was.

He believed that as long as he survived well in the wilderness, by the time the game ended, he would become a superior person.

[Contestant Stry has joined the Pretty Country]

Meanwhile, on Ryan's side, the situation was completely different.

He knelt in the desert; the scalding sand burned his knees, but he felt nothing.

His hands gripped the sand tightly, letting the wind and sand lash mercilessly at his face. The sand stung his face, but his heart ached even more.

Scenes of the streets and alleys of Maosi Country constantly flashed through his mind—those familiar sights, the people he had once laughed and lived with, all now a distant, unreachable past.

He could not accept fighting for another country; in his heart, Maosi Country was his everything, his roots.

"I cannot betray my country..."

Ryan's voice sounded so faint in the howling wind and sand, yet it carried an incredibly firm strength.