In a panic, Chen Yihan unbuttoned the belt buckle and fell to the ground with his sleeping bag.

A burst of pain came from Chen Yihan's shoulder.

But he had no time to check his injuries, so he hurriedly crawled out of his sleeping bag, grabbed his belt, carried the sleeping bag on his shoulder, and ran away desperately.

Flames were already running around, thick smoke was rising, and burning branches fell from the trees, smashing the flames at Chen Yihan's feet, splashing a bunch of sparks.

The rabbit, the deer, and a group of wild dogs fled in panic in the forest. Chen Yihan followed them, believing that they were far more sensitive than their own intuition.

But they ran much faster than Chen Yihan, running lightly in the grass under the tree, but the roots and broken branches kept stumbled on their feet. After a while, Chen Yihan felt that he could not keep up with them.

The surroundings are unbearable, and there is also a worse smoke than this that can suffocate yourself at any time.

Chen Yihan pulled up his shirt and covered his nose. The clothes were already wet with sweat. It was so good that it formed a thin protective layer.

Chen Yihan ran, coughed, and his sleeping bag slapped his back. The gray smoke blocked his sight and made the branches constantly scratch his face, but he still ran wildly.

This must not be a campfire that has been out of control with "tributes", nor is it an accidental fire.

The flames falling from one's head are so high that they are unnatural, and the fire is evenly distributed like man-made, so this must be done by machines or by competition organizers.

Everything today is too quiet, no one dies, and maybe even a fight never happens, Capitol audiences will feel bored and complain that the game is boring, which is a situation that the Hunger Games do not allow.

It is not difficult to guess the intentions of the organizers of the competition.

This fire must be to scare everyone away and get everyone close.

It is also possible that it is specifically targeted at oneself. After all, in the movie, the organizers of the competition used similar tricks to drive away Katniss.

Chen Yihan jumped over a piece of burning wood and didn't jump high enough, and the fire broke out behind the jacket.

This forced him to stop, take off his jacket, and stomp out the flames with his feet. But Chen Yihan dared not throw away the jacket. Although the fire was raging and the oxygen was thin, he still took the risk of stuffing it into his sleeping bag, hoping that the lack of oxygen in the sleeping bag would destroy the unextinguished embers.

What Chen Yihan has now carried behind his back is everything Chen Yihan has. Even so, this pitiful thing is not enough to maintain his survival.

After only a few minutes, Chen Yihan's mouth and nose were already extremely anxious.

He kept coughing, and his lungs felt like they were almost roasted.

Discomfort then turns into pain, and finally it hurts violently with every breath.

Then, Chen Yihan hid under a protruding rock, put his hands and feet on the ground, began to vomit, and spit out the pitiful supper and water until there was no food left in his stomach.

Chen Yihan knew in his heart that he had to continue walking, but at this time he was trembling, with heavy head and light feet, and difficulty breathing.

Chen Yihan took a sip of water, rinsed his mouth, and then drank several more large sips of water.

"You can only rest for one minute, one minute." Chen Yihan said to himself.

Taking advantage of this time, Chen Yihan quickly sorted out the things, rolled up his sleeping bag, and stuffed other things into his backpack randomly.

"Time is up, I want to continue walking!" But Chen Yihan was already so smoky that his mind was unclear. The animals that were flexible in their legs and feet and guided him had already run away without a trace.

"I have never been to this place before, because I have never seen the large rocks I hide under at this time. Where are the contest organizers going to drive me to? To the lake? Or to another place full of dangers?"

"I was attacked just after a little rest by the pond. Is there a route parallel to the fire that can bring me back to the lake, or at least find a source of water? The flame cannot burn endlessly, it finally has a margin. It is not that the contest organizers do not have enough fire sources, but that the audience will also complain about boredom."

"If I were walking on the route far away from the flames, I might avoid the professional players." Just as Chen Yihan decided to bypass the fire source and took a detour route and traveled for miles to turn back, the first huge fireball exploded beside the rock two or three meters above his head.

Chen Yihan jumped out of the rock, his heart full of new fear.

Now the Hunger Games has taken an unexpected turn.

"This fire is to allow me, or other disbanded players to continue moving, and the audience can watch the game with great interest." Chen Yihan's fist hit the ground hard.

Being fooled by someone likes a dog is so fucking frustrating!

When Chen Yihan heard the hissing sound again, he quickly lay on the ground, and there was no time to watch.

The fireball hit a tree beside Chen Yihan, and the tree was immediately swallowed by the flame tongue.

Staying still means waiting to die!

Chen Yihan got up and ran away. Before he could stand firm, he heard the third fireball explode in the place where he just lay down, forming a pillar of fire behind him.

When Chen Yihan hurriedly avoided the fireball, time lost its inherent meaning and he could not see where the fireball was fired.

But from the launch angle, it is not from the helicopter. Perhaps the entire jungle is in the precise attack target of the fireball, and the launch pad is hidden in the rocks in the woods. The organizers of the competition are sitting in a cool and clean room at this time. They can call on the button that all participants have their lives as soon as they press.

Everything they need is a press down.

The plan to return to the pond that had just formed in his mind was now vanishingly as Chen Yihan rushed left and right, dodging and moving, and flew away.

Each fire bomb is only the size of an apple, but once it touches an object, it releases huge energy.

Death is approaching, and his strong desire for survival makes all Chen Yihan's senses run faster.

There is no time to judge where to go is correct. When the hissing sounds, Chen Yihan either dodges or dies...

It was at this moment that Chen Yihan suddenly felt his senses reaching a state, a special state.

He seemed to be able to predict where the fireball was fired, and where he should dodge.

This feeling is almost the same as Chen Yihan's feeling when he opened the first-order gene lock.

However, although this feeling does exist, Chen Yihan cannot catch it.
Chapter completed!