flstandardbreds Chapter 158 Zhou Chuang's Unlucky Day
Chapter 158 Zhou Chuang's Unlucky Day
But when Zhou Chuang passed by a coconut tree.
A coconut on the coconut tree fell down with a bang, hitting Zhou Chuang squarely on the head. The sudden impact made his eyes go black instantly, and he staggered a few steps, covering his head, and fell directly to the ground.
Zhou Chuang was a little confused. He looked up at the lush coconut tree and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Why is this coconut tree so 'enthusiastic' today?"
After leaning against the coconut tree trunk to relax for a while, Zhou Chuang stood up and walked towards the beach.
When they arrived at the beach, a group of ten or so seagulls flew directly over Zhou Chuang's head.
However, they did not circle and play in the air as usual, or fly low over the sea in search of food, but instead landed directly on Zhou Chuang's head with their poop.
Zhou Chuang was so surprised that he couldn't help but laugh bitterly. With such luck, he could really buy a lottery ticket.
The seagulls' droppings instantly made him feel like an indescribable "gift". He quickly covered them with his hands, trying to disperse these uninvited guests, but the seagulls seemed to have recognized his "treasure land" and continued their "air raid" without giving in.
"Hey, hey, you little guys, I'm here to enjoy the beach, not to be your natural target!" Zhou Chuang shouted while dodging, feeling both amused and helpless, but the seagulls didn't understand what he said and continued to do as they pleased.
Finally, after Zhou Chuang's hurried "counterattack", the seagulls seemed to find it boring and flapped their wings and flew high, returning to the sky above the sea and continuing their free flight.
Zhou Chuang breathed a sigh of relief. Although his head and body were stained with some indecent marks, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It looks like Mercury is retrograde today."
He walked to the beach, left his shorts on, and started to wash the seagull droppings off his head and body.
The sea water was cool and slightly salty, washing over Zhou Chuang's body, as if taking away a bit of bad luck.
He scrubbed the stains off his hair and body vigorously. Although the seagull droppings were embarrassing, they gradually became less annoying after being washed by the sea water.
Zhou Chuang took a deep breath, feeling the sea breeze on his face, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.
However, in a place Zhou Chuang could not see, a group of small jellyfish were quietly approaching him. They were floating lightly in the water, their transparent bodies gleaming in the sunlight, like elves under the sea.
Zhou Chuang was immersed in the coolness and tranquility brought by the sea water, and was completely unaware of the potential danger.
Suddenly, a small jellyfish accidentally touched Zhou Chuang's skin. Its tiny tentacles stung him, causing him to feel a tingling sensation.
He suddenly retracted his hand and looked down, only to see several small jellyfish surrounding him, some of which had already stuck to his skin. Zhou Chuang was startled and quickly swam to the shore. He knew that although the tentacles of jellyfish looked weak, the toxins in them should not be underestimated.
After getting ashore, Zhou Chuang quickly checked his skin and found that several parts were red and swollen, accompanied by a slight tingling sensation.
He was just about to go ashore to put on his pants and clothes when his feet went weak. There was a jellyfish clinging to the spot where his knee had been bruised. The spot where his knee had been bruised was now severely swollen.
Then it became numb and itchy.
Zhou Chuang almost cried out in pain, but he clenched his teeth and tried to stay calm.
He knew that injuries sustained at the seaside, especially jellyfish stings, had to be treated quickly or the situation could worsen.
Zhou Chuang planned to go back to the camp shelter to rest for a while and then check the situation.
However, a strong strange wind blew and pushed Zhou Chuang forward. This sudden change caught Zhou Chuang off guard. He tried to stand firm, but seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and staggered forward a few steps involuntarily.
The direction this strange wind is blowing seems to be towards...
Zhou Chuang didn't know what he was thinking about. His heart skipped a beat and he quickened his pace towards the shelter.
When he returned to the shelter and saw the scene, Zhou Chuang was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears.
When he left, his shelter was still there and he was fine. When he came back, not only was he covered in bruises, but the shelter was almost razed to the ground by the strange wind. Only a few trunks were left sticking out of the ground, standing alone in the ruins, as if they were the only survivors after the storm, telling of the tragedy that had just happened.
Disbelief and despair flashed in Zhou Chuang's eyes. With trembling hands, he walked step by step towards the almost unrecognizable shelter.
"How could this happen..." Zhou Chuang muttered to himself, his heart filled with resentment and anger.
Today, I eliminated my only teammate first. When I went out to look for food, I tripped and broke my knee, was hit on the head by a coconut, was beaten up by a group of seagulls and pooped on my head, and was besieged by jellyfish while taking a bath.
Thinking of all the bad luck that had happened one after another, Zhou Chuang felt so heavy-hearted as if he was being pressed down by a huge rock, and he could hardly breathe.
"Why me?" Zhou Chuang's voice was low and hoarse. Looking at his current miserable appearance, he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.
"I want to withdraw from the competition." Zhou Chuang was tired, sore, hungry and uncomfortable all over. After suffering a series of blows today, the last line of defense in his heart had been broken. He felt that there was no need for him to persist and decided to withdraw from the competition.
"Zhou Chuang, are you sure you want to withdraw from the competition?" He Jiong's confirming voice came from the drone near Zhou Chuang.
"I'm sure, for sure. Damn it, I'm in my current state. It's a bad day for Mercury retrograde. None of the good things happen to me. All the bad and troublesome things happen to me. No one is more unlucky than me." After Zhou Chuang said he would withdraw from the competition, he felt a lot better.
He kept cursing, as if he wanted to pour out all the dissatisfaction and frustration that had accumulated today.
His eyes stared ahead with emptiness, without the former determination and light, only a complex emotion of fatigue and helplessness.
"Zhou Chuang, I understand how you feel now, but please allow me to remind you that behind every great achievement, there are countless moments when you want to give up. What you are experiencing now is an indispensable part of the road to success.
Since you have decided to withdraw from the competition, we respect your decision. In half an hour, the production staff will pick you up at the beach. Please pack your things. "He Jiong's voice came through the drone, with a hint of subtle tenderness, encouragement and gloating.