MTL - Psychological Control-Chapter 42

"You haven't even been in the water for ten minutes !!!" Austin exclaimed exaggeratedly. "My gosh, we never expected to catch such a big fish!"

Mario's expression was also very startled, and I could feel his eyes flashing again to look at me again. Then he laughed and said, "Thank you, Brian! It seems that our tribe will not be hungry in the future. You know, Austin and I didn't even put on fishing lures."

When Austin took the harpoon in my hand and took down the big fish, and put it in the fishing net, I rested my arms on the edge of the boat and rested my feet gently under the water.

"You look like the mermaids in Pirates of the Caribbean who would drag sailors to the bottom of the sea." Austin quipped as he handed the harpoon back.

"After the thirteenth season of Poseidon Oz, will our tribe have a Siren?" Throwing a fishing line with bait into the sea, Mario smiled and said.

I took the harpoon under the cameraman's lens, and slowly leaned back to swim. "For the tribe, my honor." I smiled and raised my harpoon, and sank back to the sea.

This day's fishing was very fruitful, and within two hours we harvested three big fish and six small fish. Because the big fish in the shallow seas are basically wandering on the ocean floor, the three big fish are actually my masterpieces. After that I was exhausted and returned to the boat to rest.

After a full night of eating and drinking, the next day was a contest for immunity.

"I heard that the beautiful tribe had a big meal yesterday?" Jeff said before the game. "And you gave Blain the nickname?"

Before I could figure out what to do, Camerita rushed to say, "Brian is really amazing! Listen to Mario and Austin saying that it was less than ten minutes after entering the water, and he forked Come up with a big fish! It's as long as my arm! "

She acted as if she had a good relationship with me. I didn't make any expressions, but waved her face with a smile on her face and said, "Before I came here, I learned to eat well. A lot of things. Mario they catch a lot of fish. "

"Very terrific," Jeff nodded with a smile, and turned his head and asked the Wisdom Tribe who won the second prize yesterday at the prize race. "

After feeling that everyone's focus had shifted from me, I was relieved and turned to look at Rhett's side. I saw that the atmosphere of the wisdom tribe was not very good.

Lawyer Casey said: "No ... Our tribe obviously has no fishing skills, so we can only eat rice. Fortunately, it is only the fourth day, and the rice is not too tired." She wanted to spread her hands with a smile.

"Okay, now let's play the second tribal immunity contest now!" Jeff began to slowly explain the rules of the game with a smile.

It is similar to the first competition, and there is no favoritism for women and smart tribes in the reward competition. The power tribe who lost face in the prize game, this time won the first in a stroke. The beauty tribe followed closely behind and took second place.

Wisdom tribes that have lost their tribal immunity again, everyone's face is lost. Rhett dropped his eyes on me pathetically. Apparently he remembered the night before alone and the photographer stayed on the remote island, it was absolutely **** punishment.

I also made an apology look, because this time the second beautiful tribe won't be able to decide who to send to the island of Exile. At Jeff's request, after discussion with the Power Tribe, they decided to choose Rhett.

"Regardless of whether he got a hidden exemption idol on the last trip to the island of exile, this time he chose him again to narrow down the scope of people who might get a hidden exemption idol." Policewoman Sandra stood out after the discussion was over Said.

Rhett said bitterly and said nothing, nodded to the people in the wisdom tribe, and came out. As I passed by, I took the opportunity to say, "I'm sorry brother, I chose you last time. I will lend you this pot of water for the time being, and see that you drank a lot of water in the game just now." I raised my own The kettle was handed to him.

Because nothing has changed in the beautiful tribe, of course, there is nothing in this kettle. But Rhett immediately understood what I meant. He took the kettle and held it in his hand, but said, "No, if you gave me your kettle, what would you drink after you return?" Shake the kettle again and hand it back.

This time, the cloth bag next to the kettle was naturally filled with the latest information of their tribe.

I took it with peace of mind, but just when I put the kettle back in my hand, I felt a gaze with a substantive line of sight. I was stiff, carefully looking at Jeff, who was speaking to the director, and the camera crew with the light from the corner of my eyes. No one, no one looks over here.

So what is the contestant? Someone found a little movement between me and Rhett?

I revisited the contestants, and I met Dronzago's eyes! Damn, how can I forget that there is another veteran who likes to watch his opponents closely? !!

"Hi, Brian. Do you cooperate?" I saw him blink at me and said silently. Then I saw his hand on his leg making several gestures, which were the traditional combat gestures of the army, indicating a two-sided pinch.

I can't help sweating in my forehead. I was surprised the last time he greeted me at the prize game. Why does a man pursuing silence be King suddenly show the desire to socialize? The feeling is that he discovered it the first time I and Red exchanged information.

Dillon would have been a traditional soldier who had no brains and no flexibility. Who knows that this man is indeed a traditional soldier, but he is only a superior officer who has a mind and is also good at directing troops.

I stared at him blankly for a few seconds before replying to him with a lip: "Let me think about it." My little man made an ambush combat gesture, motioning to keep him secret .

"It was a good idea for you to play a spy show on the reality show." I saw a smile in his eyes, slowing down the rate of silent speech in his mouth, just for me to read what he wanted to say He whispered clearly.

Okay, great. After returning to the tribe, I fell agitated on the "bed" under the shelter shed, and didn't want to move. When Dillon found me and Rhett's little action, it completely surprised me. It can be said that Red and I have a handle in his hand.

If he told the show crew, a more serious treatment could be to retire me and Rhett directly. And if he tells his alliance in the power tribe, then after entering the merger, I want to have a secret alliance plan with Red, even if it's over. From the beginning, he had such a deliberate performance. No matter in the tribe of me and Rhett, who would not be vigilant to get rid of us in advance?

"Brian, what's the matter with you?" Anna asked after she picked up the firewood and saw me lying on the bed in a feeble manner.

"It's okay." I propped the bedboard with my hand and sat up. "Where are they Mario? Are they out again?"

"Yes, they don't seem to have any energy, so the two plan to go out for fishing by themselves." Anna squatted back and threw the branches into the fire while she racked up a little.

"It looks like it's going to rain this day." I looked up or in the afternoon, and it became a gloomy sky. "Let me pick some coconuts."

This is of course an excuse. Although I'm really not good at rest after doing nothing, but my real purpose is to find a place where no one is, and take a good look at what Rhett wrote to me.

In the first note he gave me, he only introduced the identity and character of their tribe members. But this time, the Smart Tribe went through a tribal meeting. In other words, there must be a distinction between the right factions and alliances in the tribe.

"Do we still count on our hidden alliance?" Anna said suddenly when she saw me standing up. At this point Camerita and Jenny seemed to be playing on the beach under the pretext of looking for food, so it was indeed a good time for the two of us to chat.

I smiled and looked down at Anna and said, "What are you worrying about? Compared to you, I have to worry about you breaking the agreement unilaterally and turning to Austin? After all, he really looks like you."

Anna rolled her eyes when she heard the words, and she said helplessly: "Come on, Brian, you ca n’t believe this. Austin does n’t have the brain to play this game, he looks more like In order to have a good look. "

"And if you really have an alliance with him, as he likes to express his inner thoughts directly on his face, it should soon be discovered by you and Mario." Anna is clearly aware of the current situation, she A rational analysis said: "You have acting skills and brains. How can I abandon such a good choice and choose a next best thing."

I saw the camera crew seem to find that we were talking secretly, and a photographer ran over with a camera. Well, it seems that unless I can find an excuse to throw away a photographer, Rhett's note is not necessary.

The photographer ran over and made an interruption gesture, turned on the video function, which only signaled us to continue.

I shrugged and continued to say to Anna: "But I thought you would think Mario would be a good choice besides Austin."

"He's too self-confident, and it's easy to offend with him. Brian, did the hidden alliance you told me last time count?" Anna continued asking in front of the camera. This is to let the audience notarize our agreement. If Camerita and Jenny are eliminated, but I and Mario and Austin have eliminated her, my image may not look good.

But I don't intend to change my decision anyway, because Anna is also a smart person. Working with smart people is more useful than working with dubious and dumb guys.

I nodded and reached out to her and said, "Of course you count. You confuse Austin, I'm holding Mario. My agreement with you will last until the merger." Until the merger, because after that I am There are other plans.

"Good! Happy cooperation, confusing Siren Bryan!" Anna stood up and blinked at the camera, holding back my hand. She didn't notice the pitfalls in my language. 2k novel reading network