Chapter 65
Chapter 65: Surviving in the Jungle (6)
Translated by POWERPUFF
After finishing their meal, each team returned to their shelter to sleep.
“Looks like they were really tired.”
Baek Seungchan chuckled as he looked at his two teammates.
Snore— fuu…
They had said they would rest for a moment, but fell asleep the instant they lay down, even snoring.
“They must be exhausted.”
After more than 20 hours of travel and unfamiliar physical labor, it would be strange if they weren’t tired.
Even Baek Seungchan, despite his martial arts training, felt some fatigue.
“I should finish up and sleep too.”
Leaving the two asleep, he stepped outside.
“You’re not going to sleep?”
A staff member asked.
“I’m adding more firewood in case the fire goes out at night.”
The fire had to be maintained—
for warmth and to keep wild animals away.
“And I have a few things to prepare.”
He gathered dry branches around the shelter.
Watching him, the staff nodded in approval at his sense of responsibility.
“This should be enough.”
After collecting enough, Baek Seungchan also went to sleep.
Before sunrise, while everyone was still asleep—
one person woke up.
It was Baek Seungchan.
After checking that Kim Gahee and Kim Ahnki were still asleep, he stepped outside.
A junior PD was standing guard.
“You’re already awake? You should rest more.”
“I’m fine. I don’t usually sleep late, and I have things to do.”
“Things to do?”
“Manage the fire and prepare breakfast.”
“That’s impressive.”
“I’m the team leader, after all.”
Though it was a variety show, he took responsibility seriously.
“….”
The PD felt a bit ashamed.
Despite being older, he had been struggling just to endure the filming.
“By the way, I’m going to look for food. Should I go alone?”
“No, I’ll come with you.”
“If you’re tired, you can rest.”
“I’m fine.”
In truth, he wanted to follow—he had become a fan.
“Alright, let’s go.”
As the sun began to rise, they entered the forest.
“You seem very knowledgeable about survival.”
“I’ve always been interested, and I studied more before coming here.”
“That’s impressive.”
They continued talking—
until Baek Seungchan stopped.
“PD, how much is a coconut worth?”
“…What?”
“If we trade for food.”
“Oh, coconuts are 1 point each.”
“And ramen?”
“10 points per pack.”
“More expensive than I thought.”
Fruit was easier to gather.
“Then that tree is about one ramen.”
He pointed at a coconut tree with 11 fruits.
“…Yes.”
“Got it.”
“Wait!”
The PD stopped him as he walked toward it.
“You’re not thinking of climbing that, right?”
The coconuts were about 10 meters high.
“That’s exactly what I’m thinking.”
“That’s dangerous!”
“I’ll come down if I can’t.”
“Wait!”
The PD handed him a safety strap.
“At least use this.”
“Is this standard?”
“No, it’s supposed to be traded for… I’m lending it.”
“Then I’ll repay it later.”
Though he didn’t need it, he accepted.
Soon—
“…What?”
The PD stared in disbelief.
Baek Seungchan climbed effortlessly, like walking on flat ground.
“How is that possible…”
The safety strap was unnecessary.
“Please step back.”
“Ah—okay!”
Thud—thud—
Coconuts fell one after another.
“Secured one ramen.”
He smiled calmly after coming down.
“…Are you good at climbing?”
“A little.”
“Do you like coconuts?”
“Yes.”
“Then let’s have one.”
He skillfully cut one open.
“Ahh, that’s refreshing.”
The cool, slightly sweet juice revitalized them.
“It’s really good!”
“Let’s keep going.”
“…Again?”
“We need three ramen.”
“…That makes sense, but…”
It sounded absurd—
yet somehow believable.
Then—
Cluck—!
A wild chicken cried out from deeper in the forest.
“Follow me.”
Baek Seungchan ran instantly.
“Wait!”
The PD chased after him but fell behind.
Eventually, he caught up.
“Did you get it?”
Baek Seungchan raised his hand.
“I got it.”
A wild chicken hung limply in his grip.
“…How?”
“Threw a stone.”
“…I see…”
Strangely, it sounded believable coming from him.
“How many points is this?”
“About 10.”
“Great value.”
“…Yes, I suppose.”
Normally, catching one would take hours.
“Let’s get one more.”
“…One more?”
“Then we’re done.”
The PD simply nodded.
He was getting used to this.
Sleeping in the jungle wasn’t comfortable.
But their shelter was different.
Soft sand and layered leaves made it decent.
Because of that, Kim Gahee and Kim Ahnki slept well.
“…Mm?”
They woke up at the same time.
“Something smells good…”
“…Is this a dream?”
It was the smell of ramen.
Impossible in the jungle.
But it didn’t disappear.
“…This is definitely ramen.”
“Let’s check.”
They stepped outside—
and froze.
“Perfect timing. I was about to wake you. Let’s eat breakfast—I made ramen since you said you wanted it.”
Baek Seungchan stood there,
cooking ramen.