Chapter 741: Chapter 738: Ecstasy of the Double Chefs
“This is provocation! Naked provocation!”
Yao Jun exclaid beside Bi Fang, acting like an indignant monkey. Those unaware might think he had suffered so great humiliation.
Seeing this, Bi Fang managed to restrain himself from rolling his eyes and said gruffly, “Just say you want to join .”
“Ah, this, uh…” Caught off guard by his intentions being seen through, Yao Jun started playing dumb again.
Bi Fang laughed.
Stealth tracking, upon reading the invitation, he imdiately recalled what kind of show this was.
In his previous life, there was the sa variety show, which had only reached its second season. Clearly, it hadn’t been around for long, probably a result of the butterfly effect he had caused.
In this world, there was no Bear Grylls or Grandpa De, but that didn’t an there was no Wilderness Survivalist or that there were no experts. It was just that before this, no one had thought of bringing it to the big screen and successfully comrcializing it.
Many ideas just lack a catalyst. Bi Fang’s live streams beca that catalyst. In the past couple of days, all sorts of survival reality shows had sprung up like bamboo after rain. Where there’s survival, there’s escape, and on this basis, it wasn’t hard to imagine stealth tracking erging once more.
Moreover, this show indeed had a certain appeasing effect. The content tangentially showcased the powerful capabilities of the security agencies and advanced technology, almost like a reassuring pill for the public amidst nurous terror attacks today.
Bi Fang rembered that in the original program, the venue wasn’t Ugly Country but Central Country.
At that ti, the Central Country’s governnt was deeply troubled by KB attacks, and the public grew increasingly restless, putting imnse pressure on the governnt.
So, the governnt turned to TV stations and said, “You’re the voice of the party, help us out and tell everyone how great we are. No bad guys can escape, and everyone should be at ease; a harmonious society isn’t far.”
After receiving their mission, the TV station imdiately held a eting. They had to satisfy the old cadres and entertain the public—a tough task indeed.
In the past, there was Han Xin with the sha of crawling between soone’s legs; today, there was Yao Jun with the humiliation of being a noob!
Having made the decision, Bi Fang imdiately returned the call to the “Hunted” production team, accepted on the spot, and announced the news on his social dia account to build up anticipation for the show.
[What’s “Hunted”?]
[Is Old Fang doing another reality show?]
[We want wilderness!]
[Can soone explain what “Hunted” is?]
Since “Hunted” had only one season so far, and it was held abroad, many dostic viewers were not very familiar with the show. However, there were a few who obviously had seen it and imdiately posted a video link with an explanation.
[Damn, Hunter Team, fleeing, sounds cool.]
[The ones fleeing are ordinary people, and Old Fang counts as ordinary? He looks more like he should be part of the Hunter Team.]
[It feels like no matter which group he’s in, the other side doesn’t stand a chance, right?]
[Seems interesting.]
[Double chef fans rejoice!]
Fans reacted differently, but many still expressed their anticipation.
A news series claiming the governnt’s might probably wouldn’t be believed, and a gala praising anti-terrorism models likely wouldn’t intimidate the foes.
Ah! Why not make a reality show, play a ga of cat and mouse, so within the ga, the image of the cat could be established, making the mice think twice and allowing the onlookers to munch their lons in peace…
Thus, “Hunted” was born.
In this world, so aspects had changed—it originated from Ugly Country—but the content was pretty much the sa.
In this show, ordinary people would act as “fugitives,” either going solo or pairing up to hide.
Then a Hunter Team would track them down. This team, made up of counter-terrorism experts, forr intelligence agency investigators, and police officers, was a 30-person Hunter Team. By simulating the surveillance thods of powerful state agencies, utilizing abundant intelligence capability, and applying their expertise, they would investigate the fugitives’ public information, such as online social traces and dia reports.
They would search residences, examine electronic devices, question friends and family, as well as captured fugitives, and monitor phone calls, emails, and bank transactions, tapping into data from CCTV and automatic license plate recognition systems copied from the central database, to find the hideouts of the fugitives and catch them.
Furthermore, the Hunters could post “wanted notices” on social dia, offering rewards to the public for information that could help capture the fugitives.
Whichever side won, they could receive a handso sum of prize money, so everyone gave it their all.
Going solo or pairing up, Yao Jun certainly had his eye on this opportunity. He had long coveted Bi Fang’s spotlight—ahem, the chance to shine—and obviously couldn’t let this mont pass.
“I was already planning to invite you as my partner; your motive is way too obvious,” Bi Fang sneered, shaking the invitation in his hand. He flipped to a particular section and handed it to Yao Jun.
Yao Jun took it and was imdiately dumbfounded.
The production team of the stealth tracking show talked about the city being completely different from the wild, requesting Bi Fang’s participation but added in the end that to balance the strengths of both sides, they hoped Bi Fang would form a pair and find soone unfamiliar with the field.
The implication was to get Bi Fang to find an anchor, which could add an interesting elent to the show.
The production team even went as far as to na nas, suggesting that Bi Fang could directly invite his good friend, Mr. Yao Jun, to participate.
The fact that the production team was able to deliver the invitation accurately ant they had done their research and knew whom Bi Fang had brought with him to Los Angeles.
Yao Jun, a flamboyant second-generation rich kid from a large conglorate, had his life experiences picked clean. He liked outdoor sports but wasn’t particularly skilled, basically soone who is enthusiastic but not adept, even sporting a ring of belly fat that could be mistaken for that of an otaku.
The stealth trackers weren’t stupid; Bi Fang indeed only broadcasted his “Wilderness Survival” exploits, and his single foray into a deserted city couldn’t really be counted as a true urban escape—after all, there were no people left in the city. However, his official identity was still that of a special forces soldier!
Given this public identity, he was bound to have anti-surveillance awareness, and it would be impossible to catch him easily; they had to find soone to lower the overall strength.
Yao Jun wasn’t dumb and quickly grasped the other party’s implication, incredulously saying, “Am I the rookie they’re thinking of?”
With arms crossed and a smile, Bi Fang responded, “Clearly, isn’t it?”
“Suddenly I don’t feel like going.”
“But I’ve already decided to participate.”
Since he was free anyway, Bi Fang was quite interested in the show, although he couldn’t live broadcast it—it was a recorded program.
If he were to live-stream while attempting urban escape, it would be ga over, equivalent to wearing a bright GPS tracker; with even Bi Fang’s extensive abilities, he couldn’t escape that.
The expression on Yao Jun’s face was a struggle, his teeth clenched, and after a long deliberation, he finally squeezed out the words through gritted teeth, “Let’s go!”
The show would start in mid-March, so Bi Fang and Yao Jun didn’t need to rush off just yet—they had a week to prepare.
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