Chapter 172
by Need_More_SleepChapter 172: Sudden Wilderness Survival (Two-In-One)
In the dimly lit room, two pairs of eyes locked onto each other.
Mi Xiaoliu crouched down, trying to make herself inconspicuous by shrinking into the dark corner, just like the first time she had met the White Whale in her black-clad persona.
Yiwen’s eyes followed her movements.
It was pretty terrifying—waking up to find someone suddenly in her room.
Because she had heard that Mi Xiaoliu might try a night raid (?).
Yiwen had deliberately left her door unlocked that night. But the person in front of her didn’t look like Mi Xiaoliu at all.
The sky outside was just beginning to lighten, but even so, the room remained dark enough that only vague outlines of objects could be made out.
Dawn had not yet fully broken, and she had been forcibly awakened. Under such circumstances, if a pitch-black figure were hiding in the corner of the room, Yiwen might not have noticed right away.
But this black-clad person was holding a device that was still lit up.
Does she think I’m stupid?
After getting a clear look at the intruder, Yiwen rubbed her eyes hard, wondering if she was still dreaming.
This is fucking Sunshine City! And fucking my house!
Yiwen instinctively reached for her waist, only to remember that all her handcuffs were packed away in her suitcase.
At that moment, Mi Xiaoliu’s “hairdryer” acted up again.
“Entering fully automatic mode. Please stand in front of the lens and imagine a location.”
The lens was pointed directly at Yiwen.
“The thought process is too chaotic. No location detected. Please stand in front of the lens and imagine a location.”
Yiwen was the first to react. She immediately used her ability to overpower the other girl, pinning her down and straddling her. The hairdryer slipped to the ground, its lens now aimed at Mi Xiaoliu.
Mi Xiaoliu tried to reach for the device, but Yiwen pressed her hands behind her back. She even deliberately stepped on Mi Xiaoliu’s head with her bare right foot, her expression growing increasingly sinister.
“Well, well, well! You actually delivered yourself right to me!”
This had to be a dream—one that gave her the perfect chance for revenge.
“Location detected: Forest. Preparing for teleportation. Please remain still.”
What the—?
Yiwen: (°ー°〃)
She turned her head toward the source of the voice and saw the lens of the hairdryer emitting an intense blue light that stung her eyes.
Mi Xiaoliu’s thought process was simple—when asked to imagine a location, she really just randomly pictured one.
The blue scanning beam quickly enveloped both Yiwen and Mi Xiaoliu, moving so fast that Yiwen had no time to react. What followed was an indescribable wave of dizziness.
It felt like hanging from an electric fan while some idiot turned it up to the highest setting—a nauseating sensation that made Yiwen instinctively shut her eyes and pitch forward.
Her already sleep-deprived mind grew increasingly foggy, and her body felt heavier and heavier.
She collapsed, the prickly sensation of grass against her skin accompanying the start of an extremely poor-quality sleep.
When Yiwen woke up again, it was from suffocation.
Like being buried under multiple winter blankets with her head completely covered, breathing was difficult. And in the middle of summer, it wasn’t just suffocating—it was also unbearably hot.
Opening her eyes revealed only darkness, making it hard to discern her current situation.
But Yiwen knew one thing, there was someone lying on top of her. Something soft was pressed directly against her face, rising and falling with the other person’s steady breathing.
Flailing in panic, she shoved the weight off and sat up, dazedly looking around.
She patted her neck, and hard bits of grass fragments drifted out.
Beneath her was slightly damp grassland. Looking up, she could only see sparse beams of light filtering through layers of green leaves, hitting her face. Unidentifiable bird calls filled the air, and the scent of nature’s greenery permeated everything.
Trees surrounded her, and coiled around one of them was a yellow python as thick as Yiwen’s calf.
Where the hell is this?!
Yiwen picked up the machine that was presumably the culprit.
Because it had teleported two people at once, the device’s battery had died again. Fortunately, the machine itself still had a tiny bit of power left, displaying their location on a map.
Edge of Sunshine City—Lankamduo Forest. But it didn’t specify which side of the forest they were on.
Just as she confirmed their location, the machine finally ran out of power and shut down.
Yiwen felt her vision darken.
What? What is all this?! She had just gone to sleep—how had she ended up dumped in a forest with the person she hated most?!
Her head hurt. She had to still be dreaming.
But reality made it all too easy to confirm whether this was a dream or not. Yiwen had no choice but to accept it.
She turned to look at the black-clad figure lying disheveled on the ground. Like her, Mi Xiaoliu had also passed out due to severe sleep deprivation and still hadn’t woken up.
Then, Yiwen made a horrifying realization.
The person who had been lying on top of her earlier was indeed the black-clad girl. But judging by her current position, the thing that had been pressed against Yiwen’s face, suffocating her, was most likely the other girl’s butt. And unless she was mistaken, she had been breathing through that filthy fabric for who knows how long…
Yiwen’s facial muscles twisted slightly as she pressed her bare right foot against the other girl’s cheek, grinding it in. But since the other party was unconscious, she felt no satisfaction from the revenge.
Wake her up!
Staring at the black-clad figure lying on the ground, Yiwen pressed her index and middle fingers together, forming the iconic “Thousand Years of Death” hand seal, itching to strike.
Unexpectedly, Mi Xiaoliu woke up at that very moment, sitting up and looking at her in confusion.
Disappointed, Yiwen retracted her hand gesture.
“What did you do?! Get me back right now!” She grabbed Mi Xiaoliu by the collar and shook her violently.
She still refused to believe that teleportation was something technology could achieve—this had to be the little b*tch’s doing.
In her frenzy, she accidentally yanked too hard, pulling down Mi Xiaoliu’s collar and revealing the fabric underneath that concealed her flat chest.
Yiwen awkwardly let go.
Of course she’d dress like this underneath. What kind of kid does this? If she’s like this now, what’ll she be like in the future? I wonder how her future husband would feel if he found out.
“You did this with your spatial ability, didn’t you? Send me back now!”
Mi Xiaoliu shook her head and pulled her clothes back up.
Sasha had warned her—she couldn’t speak in front of Yiwen while dressed like this.
Yiwen took a deep breath and pleaded, “Okay, fine, I admit I got a little carried away. Could Her Highness the Princess please send me home? I didn’t mean to step on you.”
On purpose, at least.
Mi Xiaoliu shook her head again.
“Say something!”
Still, she shook her head.
“You can’t talk?” Yiwen frowned.
She had heard the girl speak when they met Bèibèi before. Was it a side effect of an ability-enhancing drug, like Bèibèi’s? But wait—didn’t she have that miracle herb?
Mi Xiaoliu nodded.
“Then can you send me back?” Yiwen pressed.
Head shake.
“The thing that brought us here was this machine—you can’t teleport on your own?”
Nod.
Yiwen exhaled sharply and glanced at the machine, its battery now fried. “Then do you have any way to get us back?”
Head shake.
“Then it’s a fight to the death, you little b*tch! Only one of us is walking out of here alive!” Yiwen finally snapped.
Without caring whether she could win or not, she lunged at the black-clad girl, and the two began wrestling.
Her perfect summer vacation, her carefully planned “Mi Xiaoliu Reformation Project,” her shared holiday with Mi Xiaoliu
Why does the world love tormenting me so much? I just got Mi Xiaoliu’s confession, and before I could even enjoy being lovey-dovey, I got separated from her and stranded in a forest with the person I hate most!
And the worst part? I had to sleep with my face buried in her ass!
No warning, no buildup—just sudden, brutal misfortune.
Lankamduo Forest—their current location. Situated at the northern edge of Sunshine City, it was so far from both the city and the surrounding villages that most people didn’t even know it existed.
How far? Yiwen hadn’t even heard of it until middle school, when a classmate mentioned it offhand.
According to the map, a small part of the forest fell within Sunshine City’s borders, where hunters lived. If they were in that area, things wouldn’t be so bad.
But if they were on the other side? That was trouble.
Navigating out would be hard enough, but the local wildlife was another problem. Sure, Yiwen was strong, and her abilities had great stamina, but that didn’t mean she could keep them active while asleep.
And then there was the meteor crater on the other side of the forest.
Lankamduo Forest was stuck in an awkward position, sandwiched between Sunshine City and the crater.
As textbooks stated, plants near meteor craters tended to mutate in unpleasant ways. They weren’t like in fantasy novels—attacking humans on sight—but they were definitely toxic if eaten, and some flowers even released hallucinogenic pollen.
Who knew if the animals that fed on them were poisonous too?
When other people got stranded, it was usually after a plane crash, shipwreck, or car breakdown—at least they had supplies and tools. But her? Just thin pajamas, no shoes, nothing.
Come to think of it, this little b*tch is acting weird today. I pinned her down and spanked her, and she didn’t even resist. Guilty conscience?
And she didn’t run this time—does she know there’s no escape?
Gotta admit, though, her ass has a nice feel to it. Just… preferably not experienced face-first.
Exhausted from the fight, Yiwen climbed off Mi Xiaoliu.
Venting like this was just a waste of energy. She needed to calm down and assess the situation. I can fly, so it’s not completely hopeless.
Mi Xiaoliu stood up, dusting herself off, and quietly stared at Yiwen—no sign of trying to distance herself.
In Mi Xiaoliu’s mind:
Forest = Very dangerous.
Yiwen in forest = Yiwen in danger.
Can’t abandon Yiwen and run.
Glancing at the clear, dirt-stained footprint on Mi Xiaoliu’s backside, Yiwen took a deep breath to steady herself.
She wasn’t fully satisfied, but she couldn’t keep this up. If they completely burned bridges here, they’d have to split up—and that would only make things worse.
“As much as I hate to admit it, it looks like we’ll have to work together to find our way back. Just so we’re clear—if we stick together, we’ve got a decent chance of surviving. If we split up, we’re both dead. Do you know anything about wilderness survival?”
Mi Xiaoliu shook her head.
Of course not. She’s just a middle-school brat.
Yiwen looked up at the sky, but all she saw was a thick canopy of leaves. Even if she could spot the sun, she wouldn’t be able to tell the time from its position.
“Do you have a phone?”
Head shake.
The teleportation device took up one inventory slot, and both her phones were in the pockets of her normal outfit. After changing into the new combat suit, her regular clothes didn’t get stored—they were just overridden.
Yiwen sighed. Well, even if she did, it probably wouldn’t have signal. That’s how it always goes in movies.
“What about that miracle herb? Do you have it?”
Mi Xiaoliu nodded, holding out her hands. A four-leaf clover materialized in her palm.
She had completely forgotten Heli and Wei Shi’s repeated warnings.
Yiwen eyed the very ordinary-looking clover skeptically, not even considering the possibility of it being from Dream Game. 3D models and reality had their differences—after entering the real world, the originally cartoonish detox herb had taken on a more realistic appearance.
“Can this thing really cure anything?” Yiwen was doubtful.
Mi Xiaoliu stayed silent.
“You probably have a lot of these, right?” Yiwen asked.
Mi Xiaoliu nodded.
Even so, Yiwen still found it hard to believe this thing was some kind of miracle herb. It’s just too unscientific—how can something the size of a cilantro leaf cure everything?
Well, if it’s real, then at least we won’t have to worry about food poisoning or eating toxic mushrooms.
“Hmm… Stay right here. I’ll fly up and scout the area. If there’s anyone living nearby, that’d be ideal.”
She shot straight up, ascending over a hundred meters—yet all she saw was an endless expanse of green.
Yiwen flew higher and higher until she could survey the entire forest.
Barely a success. Looks like we were right in the middle of the forest? Without an actual map, there’s no way to tell where the meteor crater is or where Sunshine City’s borders start.
No hunters in sight either. There were only a handful of them scattered around, and they weren’t clustered together. Her eyesight wasn’t that good.
Forests really live up to their reputation—this place is so vast that even if I were flying alone, I wouldn’t make it out. Flying takes stamina too.
She couldn’t go any higher. The air was growing thin, and the cold was starting to bite.
At least it wasn’t a complete waste. She spotted a small stream not too far away. Water problem solved. If we follow it, we might even find some settlements.
Yiwen descended straight back down to where she started.
“I got a rough look. Unless we get lucky, we might be stuck surviving in the wild for a while.” A while? Try the entire summer.
Mom and Mi Xiaoliu are gonna worry themselves sick.
When we finally get out, all my classmates will be bragging about their beach trips and vacations. And me? “Oh, I went wilderness survival mode and ate a bellyful of parasites…”
Who knows what kind of state I’ll be in after this? I might come back with my figure ruined and my skin all weird, and then Xiǎoliù won’t like me anymore.
All because of this little b*tch.
She shot Mi Xiaoliu with another glare.
Mi Xiaoliu said nothing, quietly taking a step back.
Yiwen’s expression was starting to resemble Gloria’s.
“There’s a stream nearby. I’ll take you there.”
Just like when she had flown with Mi Xiaoliu before, she carried the black-clad girl into the air. This way, even directionally challenged Yiwen could find the spot again.
From above, it looked pretty close, but it actually took nearly ten minutes of flying.
“Perfect, it looks clean.”
The stream was shallow, its bed lined with smooth pebbles and small fish no bigger than a palm.
The muddy banks were covered in dense animal footprints, but thankfully, as a vigilante, Yiwen was at least somewhat athletic (Middle part forgotten, later part forgotten).
The point is, even if a tiger showed up, one well-placed slide-tackle would take care of it.
For her, the real threat from wild animals would only come from nighttime ambushes.
Though if it bit this little b*tch, it might just break its teeth. She looks soft, but who knows?
Yiwen touched her own face.
Ugh!
The unpleasant memory resurfaced, and she impulsively smacked Mi Xiaoliu’s butt.
Confused by the sudden hit, Mi Xiaoliu took a step back, looking wronged.
Yiwen is mean.
In the summer heat, waking up parched, Yiwen bent down and took a sip from the stream.
(Good kids, don’t copy her—drinking straight from wild water is a bad idea.)
The fishy aftertaste was unavoidable. Sure, middle school physics had taught her how to make a simple water filter, but this ridiculous situation hadn’t given her time to prepare containers.
Clothes were also best not used as disposable items—right now, they were their only defense against mosquitoes.
At least this is a flowing stream. If it were a stagnant pond, who knows how much bacteria and waste would be festering in there?
If we’re stuck here long-term, we’ll need to make containers and a basic filtration system. And once we get back, a hospital checkup is a must. But for now, quenching thirst comes first.
After drinking her fill, Yiwen turned to the black-clad girl following her.
Only to find that she had wandered upstream, boots in hand, bare feet in the water.
Mi Xiaoliu had seen people do this in cartoons—they said it felt refreshing.
Yiwen, who had just drunk from downstream: “…”
“BLEGH!”
Gagging twice, Yiwen saw red. Forget temporary truces—she charged at Mi Xiaoliu, ready to throw hands.
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Author’s Note:
You might not believe this, but I slept from last night’s update straight through to noon today. After lunch, I crashed again and only just woke up—still exhausted. Taking a break for the day.
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