Chapter 67
Chapter 67: Surviving in the Jungle (8)
Translated by POWERPUFF
Using rubber, a metal skewer, and wood, Baek Seungchan quickly crafted a traditional harpoon and led his team to the sea.
In the jungle, trading points were like money, and with that “currency,” they could even use a boat.
“Wow!”
“The water is so clear, you can see everything.”
As they traveled by boat, Kim Gahee and Kim Ahnki admired the ocean.
“It’s beautiful.”
“I didn’t know water like this really existed.”
The sea was a vivid, transparent blue, like something out of a commercial.
“There are so many fish!”
The water was so clear they could see fish swimming beneath the surface.
Despite preparing for hardship, they found themselves healing in this paradise-like jungle.
“We should stop here.”
After moving a bit away from the island, Baek Seungchan stopped the boat.
The depth was just right, and there were noticeably more fish here than anywhere they had passed.
“Oppa, are you sure this is okay? It looks pretty deep…”
Kim Gahee asked with concern.
She already knew he was a strong swimmer, but the depth still made her uneasy.
“It’s fine. I’m confident in my swimming, and there are safety staff nearby.”
He spoke calmly, fully confident.
“Then you two organize the fish I catch.”
“Don’t worry about that.”
“Got it.”
After speaking, Baek Seungchan took off his shirt.
“Wow…”
At that moment, everyone—his teammates and even the staff—couldn’t help but gasp.
“What kind of body is that…”
“It looks sculpted…”
His well-defined muscles were revealed, like a work of art.
Kim Gahee pretended to cover her eyes, but kept peeking, while Kim Ahnki sighed at his own belly.
Then—
Splash!
Baek Seungchan dove into the sea.
About a minute later, he resurfaced.
“Here.”
“Already?”
“So fast?”
On his harpoon was a fish as thick as an adult’s arm.
That was just the beginning.
Every time he dove and resurfaced—
another large fish.
Sometimes even octopus, shellfish, or other seafood.
“….”
Kim Gahee and Kim Ahnki could only stare in shock.
Even after everything they’d seen, this still amazed them.
While Baek Seungchan’s team hunted at sea, the other two teams stayed on the island searching for food.
“It’s falling!”
“Nice!”
Working together, they managed to gather coconuts.
“Now this feels like the jungle.”
PD Lee Junghoon nodded.
This—struggling to gather food and finding small joys—
was the essence of the show.
But strangely—
it didn’t feel that interesting.
Because all he could think about was Baek Seungchan.
“What is he doing now?”
After about an hour—
his radio crackled.
“Seungchan’s team has returned.”
He rushed over.
And froze.
“…You caught all this?”
Fish, octopus, shellfish, crayfish—
enough to feed everyone.
It looked like a seafood market.
“Yes, Seungchan caught it all.”
The junior PD said proudly.
“You’re trading this, right?”
“Not all of it. We’ll keep some.”
They kept octopus and crayfish,
and traded the rest for ingredients—
flour, oil, cola, beer.
Even after that, they still had points left.
“We’ll bring it to your shelter.”
“Okay.”
“A real chicken party…?”
“In the jungle?”
Excited, they headed back.
PD Lee Junghoon shook his head, smiling.
“Unbelievable… but I’m curious too.”
Meanwhile, some staff prepared for a scouting mission.
“Be careful out there.”
“Got it!”
Even experienced staff were warned—
the jungle was unpredictable.
“Take care of the new writer.”
“Yes, sir!”
They set off.
Back at camp—
Baek Seungchan’s cooking show began again.
“Welcome back to Jungle Restaurant.”
This time, it felt like a proper segment.
“Tonight’s menu is chicken.”
In the jungle, that alone felt surreal.
“This is wild chicken, slightly smaller than usual.”
He joked casually.
“And we also have octopus and crayfish.”
He began preparing them.
“Wow…”
His knife skills amazed everyone again.
“Simple, right?”
He finished quickly.
“Now we coat it and fry it.”
As the chicken hit the oil—
Sizzle—
A rich aroma spread.
Everyone swallowed.
Meanwhile, Kim Gahee invited the other teams.
“Dinner invitation?”
“Of course we’ll come!”
Hungry and exhausted, they accepted immediately.
“What’s the menu?”
“…It’s a secret.”
She smiled mischievously.
“Just know it’s something amazing.”
On the way, they speculated.
“Probably grilled fish.”
“Yeah, makes sense.”
No one imagined chicken.
Then—
“Wait… do you smell that?”
“…What?”
“Chicken… and fried seafood?”
“That’s impossible.”
But as they got closer—
“…It’s real.”
Their hearts raced.
And when they arrived—
“…What is this…?”
They stood frozen.
Fried chicken, fried octopus, fried crayfish—
even cola and beer.
A full feast in the jungle.
“We prepared this since you couldn’t eat properly.”
No one questioned how.
They just ate.
“This is insane!”
“Best chicken ever!”
“Let’s open a restaurant together!”
They meant it.
The jungle turned into a party.
Laughter, performances, singing—
everyone was happy.
“This is a great scene.”
PD Lee Junghoon smiled.
Then—
His radio crackled.
“PD… we have a problem.”