Many people in the North Slope Camp were dumbfounded as they watched someone ski down the mountain at breakneck speed. Most people here were just happy to acclimatize to the altitude, survival being their primary goal. Yet, while everyone else struggled to survive, someone suddenly came skiing down the mountain... A patrol member beside Jiacuo exclaimed, "Amazing!" However, Lao Zhou was annoyed: "It's those extreme sports enthusiasts again!" Over the years, those gathered here included not only mountaineers but also extreme skiers. Many skiers were no longer satisfied with the powder snow of the Alps and Hokkaido—it wasn't thrilling enough. They sought more extreme challenges. Especially after Andrzej Bargiel's ski descent from Pearl Peak, Mount Everest, and K2, it ignited the passion of countless extreme sports enthusiasts. They considered this act their highest honor. Over the years, more skiers had died than mountaineers. The problem was, the skiers had their thrills, but the mountaineering expedition teams suffered. If a team had casualties during a climb, they had to pay higher deposits the following year and undergo a renewed qualification review. Therefore, while admiring their reckless spirit, this behavior had to be stopped! Team leader Lao Zhou, wearing a down jacket, awkwardly rushed toward the skier. Jiacuo from the patrol team followed, curiously asking, "Lao Zhou, was this someone from our camp?" "Not from our camp. We have people watching, no one can go skiing without permission," Lao Zhou shook his head. "But there's another camp next door. It might be from them. So irresponsible! They can't even keep track of their people, and how did he even get the skis up here?!" At this time, Qing Chen was removing his bindings and skis at the edge of the camp. He looked back at the mountain, seeing Mount Everest vaguely visible through the dark clouds. Seven days ago, he had killed Arthur and Li Yunze there, completing the Trials of Life and Death challenge with a single leap. He had immediately time-traveled after completing it, so he hadn't even gotten off the mountain yet upon his return. To be honest, this time travel had been quite rewarding. The Qing Family had completed their cleanup plan, and he had helped his biological father with his post-retirement job placement plan—everything was perfect. The only imperfection was…where was Yang Yang?! Qing Chen looked up at the sky, searching for Yang Yang, hoping she would take him back to the mainland. But when he looked up, he saw Yang Yang smiling and flying in the sky, blowing him a kiss before continuing on her way, showing no intention of waiting for him... "Hey! Don't go!" Qing Chen muttered. "If you fly away, how am I supposed to get back to the mainland?!" There wasn't even a bus here. To return to the mainland, he'd have to travel a long way, taking several rides. At one point, Qing Chen felt that this girl was probably retaliating for him going on a blind date. Or perhaps she was keeping some promise to Qin Yiyi? Just then, Lao Zhou's voice came from a distance, "Hey, kid, which camp are you from? Didn't we say no skiing on the mountain? How did you get up there?!" Qing Chen turned around and smiled, "I came from the South Slope." Lao Zhou and Jiacuo looked at each other! Qing Chen didn't hide anything; after all, there was no point in hiding it from a group of mountaineers. However, as soon as he finished speaking, Lao Zhou and Jiacuo were stunned: From the South Slope?! Are you kidding me! Lao Zhou thought, if this boy was telling the truth and had skied down from the South Slope, he would have had to summit Mount Everest first. In the dead of night, climbing Mount Everest alone amidst a blizzard and then skiing down alive? What a lie! It wasn't that Lao Zhou and the others looked down on Qing Chen, but the blizzard hadn't ended yet, and no one could climb the mountain, not even the Sherpas. Indeed, in the last return cycle, if Qing Chen hadn't helped, even the Sherpas would have died on the South Slope at the Hillary Step. A normal mountaineer trying to summit at this time? Absolutely impossible. Therefore, after Qing Chen spoke, Lao Zhou and Jiacuo concluded he was lying. "You're young and don't learn well. If your parents knew you were risking your life here, how worried would they be!" Lao Zhou said. Qing Chen looked at their expressions and smiled slightly. "It doesn't matter what you think. I just need to know if there's a car going back to the mainland." He took out two 100-gram gold bars, worth over 80,000 RMB—a hefty sum for transportation. Lao Zhou grumbled, "It's annoying having these rich second-generation kids who think money can buy anything. They think they can just ski on the mountain because they're rich? Didn't your team leader warn you? Didn't that mountaineering company next door charge you a lot? This is harming all the mountaineering teams." But Jiacuo didn't care what Lao Zhou said; his eyes were fixed on the two gold bars! This was a big spender! Jiacuo said, "We're going back to RKZ; you can ride with us." Qing Chen considered. RKZ had a peaceful airport. He could fly from there. Then, Jiacuo cautiously probed, "But we need to take a detour. On the way back to RKZ, we need to chase away a group of poachers, which might take five or six days." Qing Chen asked, "Are there any other cars?" Jiacuo panicked, "Actually, if you wait here, the next supply truck will arrive in seven days. So even if we take a detour, you'll reach RKZ a day earlier than that. So coming with us is definitely the fastest way." Jiacuo couldn't help but feel anxious. Once he earned this money, their patrol team could take out a loan for a new pickup truck. Their current vehicle was old and worn-out; sometimes they couldn't even catch the poachers. Those poachers were surprisingly rich. When they returned to the mainland, they carried money in sacks, flaunting their wealth. In contrast, the patrol team relied solely on their sense of responsibility to persevere. Lao Zhou frowned from the side, "Jiacuo, I have something to say. Although I don't like him, you're going to chase poachers. If something happens to him, how will you explain it to his family?" Jiacuo replied, "Spring has just arrived. The poachers shouldn't be that rampant yet. We can handle it." Lao Zhou said, "But it'll be bloody. Last time, you said there were particularly strong people among the poachers. They could jump three or four meters high." Follow current novels on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥 Jiacuo said, "What's to be afraid of? No matter how high they jump, they'll still be afraid of bullets. Last time, we were too far away. This time, as long as I hit him, he's dead." Actually, when Jiacuo thought of the poacher, he felt a little apprehensive, but to make money, he could only pretend to be tough. Lao Zhou sighed, "The point is, you're taking a clueless young man with you into the uninhabited zone. Will he hold you back?" However, Qing Chen didn't care. He threw the gold bars to Jiacuo, "Don't worry. I won't hold you back. I'll follow your commands. When are we leaving?" "Right now!" Jiacuo cheerfully called to his teammates. "Gawa, is the cargo unloaded?" Gawa shouted from the pickup, "It's unloaded. When are we going?" Jiacuo shouted, "Now!" Qing Chen curiously asked, "Are you really short of money? Did someone owe the patrol team wages?" Jiacuo shook his head, "No one owes us wages. It's just that our job is dangerous. When teammates die, their families are left with nothing. Other teammates have to pool money to support them. Now, over twenty people depend on us. Come on, you take the passenger seat, and let's go. Zawa, get down and sit in the back." Qing Chen smiled, "I'll sit in the back. It's more comfortable." Jiacuo paused, and after a moment, he said to Zawa, "You sit in the back too and take care of our guest." As he spoke, he winked at Zawa. The two patrol members moved to the side, and Jiacuo whispered to Zawa, "Keep an eye on him. This kid is reckless. His mind isn't quite right; probably spoiled by too much money. If we encounter poachers, make sure he doesn't cause trouble." Zawa nodded, "Got it!" Jiacuo's enthusiasm toward Qing Chen stemmed from the gold bars, but their task was dangerous, so Jiacuo couldn't let Qing Chen do anything stupid that would affect their mission. The pickup rumbled down the road. Qing Chen glanced at the rifle in Zawa's arms. "Can I take a look?" To be honest, this was his first time seeing such rudimentary weaponry. Looking at the worn wooden stock, Qing Chen even doubted whether the gun would fall apart after a single shot. But Zawa hugged the rifle tightly, sternly saying, "You, city folk, can't use this thing; it's dangerous." Zawa's gaze toward Qing Chen was extremely wary, like looking at an enemy. Qing Chen chuckled. "How's your marksmanship?" Zawa said, "I have the best marksmanship in the team. Within 10 meters, I can even hit a target as small as a coin." "That's pretty good," Qing Chen nodded. The patrol team traveled from the North Slope Camp deep into the uninhabited zone until the third day when they finally saw an oasis again. Over these two days, Zawa and Qing Chen had become familiar. Besides not letting Qing Chen touch the weapon, they talked about everything. For some reason, after months of intense fighting, experiencing this outdoor adventure eased Qing Chen's mind. He was almost finished with his business in City 5. After leaving, he would immediately travel from west, north, south, and east, looking for a chance to infiltrate the Forbidden Sea. Then, Qing Chen would be back to living a life on the edge. If so, he might as well relax with the patrol team and adjust his body and mind before the next battle. At this time, Zawa, looking at the familiar surroundings, said, "We're almost at Uncle Zashi's place. There's good food." "Who's Uncle Zashi?" Qing Chen curiously asked. Zawa said, "He's the security guard here. He lives in the mountains year-round, and as long as there's a patrol member here, the poachers won't be that rampant. Also, Uncle Zashi set up a camp here, so our patrol team can have a hot meal when we enter the mountains." "What's good to eat here?" Qing Chen was interested. "Dried milk skin and mutton—his dried milk skin and mutton are particularly delicious," Zawa said with a simple smile, his face sunburnt red by the intense UV rays. But the next moment, a shout came from the team, "Zashi's tent has collapsed! Quick, let's see what's going on!" Qing Chen looked into the distance and saw a tent collapsed on the ground, with pots and pans scattered around. Their sheep were also killed in the pen. After getting off the car, Jiacuo ran over. After they removed the tent, they saw Zashi and his wife, badly beaten and dying. Jiacuo urgently asked, "What happened? Who beat you ?" Zashi slowly opened his eyes, "It's Deji. He's out of prison. This time, he brought over twenty people with him and told me to tell you that if you chase after him, you'll surely die." Jiacuo frowned tightly. This was a declaration of war from the poachers! "Who's Deji?" Qing Chen asked quietly from the side. Zawa said, "Deji is someone Jiacuo arrested years ago for poaching. His brother is very powerful and someone we've been trying to catch." As soon as the words fell, someone appeared on the hillside dozens of meters away. Qing Chen quickly pulled Zawa. Behind Zawa's original position, a cloud of dust was kicked up by bullets. Jiacuo shouted, "Take cover! Take cover! Those bastards are ambushing us! Zawa, Zawa, are you okay!" Zawa looked panicked, "I'm fine!" Jiacuo shouted again, "Don't move, city boy! Be careful, they might shoot you!" But as soon as he turned around, he found Qing Chen half-kneeling on the ground, holding Conquer with Virtue, and pulling the trigger... The patrol members looked at Conquer with Virtue's huge body, vowing that it must be the scariest weapon they'd ever seen. Jiacuo suddenly remembered Qing Chen's words earlier, "I came from the South Slope," and suddenly realized that the boy might not have been lying! With just two shots, two poachers died. The other poachers were shocked—what kind of gun was this? It was clearly a cannon! Zawa lay behind the cover, staring at Qing Chen, "You…" Qing Chen grinned, "A max-level account occasionally returning to the newbie village—it's quite interesting, actually. Stay here; I'll go catch them all. The sooner we catch them, the sooner we can go to RKZ. I'm quite busy." Before he finished speaking, Qing Chen dashed out. Zawa shouted, "Captain, he told us not to move. What should we do?" Jiacuo thought for a moment, "Then stay here…"