Poten

Minho stood at the stand in front of the hostel and was looking at some old Indian goods.

From natural colours and cosmetics mixed with scaffold oil to wooden dolls shaped like animals and crafts made of leather and feathers. They weren't all made in the factory, they were made by themselves. Among them, there were some objects that were presumed to have been used with their fingertips on them.

‘No, I don't have any favorites. ’

However, there was no second-hand product that someone used to love.

Are you looking for something, sir?

The young man who was about to sell the silver bracelet in front of the bus came to Minho who was frustrated. Even though Minho is the same kind of Hwang, I wondered if he might ask someone who has a much darker skin tone and is clearly distinct.

"Is there anything older than this? Antique-like.

Oh. Antiques.

The young man in Indian makeup looks troubled and rolls his fingers. It's going to be expensive and I don't know if I have any money. Minho asked me, it was only a matter of time before he converted it.

May I?

Follow me.

It seemed to be working.

Minho greeted the middle-aged woman guarding the stand and followed the Indian boy. Soon after going through the mountain path next to the hostel, Minho noticed a place that looked like a village.

That's the workshop my mother works in, and that's the storeroom.

The place where the Indian youth led Minho was not sold, nor was the warehouse kept without discarding any old items.

Nice neighborhood.

Downtown is cooler. Didn't you come from Atlanta?

For them, it might be just a house, but Minho only smiled as there were many luxury cottages where rich people would come to relax.

An Indian boy standing in front of a cabin asked.

Are guests also participating in the competition?

Yes.

Oh.

Minho asked, looking at the Indian young man expressing his light elasticity as if he was familiar with these participants.

I heard that 75% fell from here last year. Is it that dangerous?

It's a difficult forest. Especially during this time of autumn to winter, the chief doesn't come early either. If you look at the mountains, you'll run out of foliage, right? It's peak until early November. From then on · · · · · · · · · · · · ·.

An Indian young man who opened his hut said, "We don't know when the rain, snow and storm will come." However, Minho's gaze flowed into one ear because of the orange color that he saw along with the murky dust smell.

"Oh, my God! ’

White dusky leather trimmings, leather arrowheads decorated with seagull feathers, and stone knives with stylish handles and bear leather trimmings. A pile of tools, full of hunter's tracks, is piled up on one wall. Since it was not for sale, Minho stood in front of one thing that produced poisonous light in the middle heat.

What can I use this stick for?

Whose is that? Anyway, it's been a while. It's made of orange or beet, so it should be sturdy.

Immediately after Minho showed interest, the Indian young man started packing his products and showed resilience with a long stick in his hand.

I'll buy this. How much do I owe you?

It's worth it because this is the bow the chief used at the Chief's palace. Han· · 500?

The Indian boy pretended he didn't know that he was getting a lot of dirt on his sticks, and called it the price of a bow he was making for real leisure.

$500? Oh, $435 in cash. How about 50 cents?

Minho confiscated the money he had exchanged.

As expected, an Indian boy who looks like a carver nods in contemplation.

Thank you!

Min Ho looked like he was about to fly with his bow in his hand. "Why are you so fond of carrying a bow you can't even use?" ’An Indian young man looked for arrows and bows in the corner of the warehouse.

Direct hunting in national parks is prohibited, but you still have to match the search. You want some of this, too? I'll give you half the price. These arrows are made in the traditional way of feathering with a resin, and if you want to say it with this bow, it's natural · · · · · · · · smoothed with beads that feed off wolf tendons.

No, thank you.

Minho walked out of the hut carrying only a half-mile long stick as if he didn't care.

The Indian young man went out and looked around at the arches. Seeing Minho calling to life, he shakes his head to see if he was a strange customer. However, I quickly came out of the warehouse and closed the door because I thought it was profitable to sell something that was not strange whenever I threw it away. I don't want you to ask me to give you a refund.

* * *

Camping area near Cherokee Hostel.

Wolf opened his mouth to five Korean participants who had completed his training a month ago.

What's in front of you is a necessity for hiking.

Food, water bottles, first aid kits, stoves, copels, sleeping bags, mats, maps, compasses, saws, hooks · · · · · ·.

There were more than enough supplies in front of each other to make this go all in one bag.

Hiking is based on backpacking. Things like your life, but it's a heavy burden that can threaten your life. Throw away anything that worries you that you don't have to take. The heaviest piece of equipment can be found on the shoulders, with a sleeping bag on the floor and a mid-weight load. Important items are directly within reach. Grab the center of gravity and pack your things from now on. Execute.

After finishing his sentence, Wolf nodded, satisfied with his efforts in packing, from the vanguard in front to the Yellow Shite to the deep mineral. Then I stopped in front of Minho.

What is that?

"Oh, this?

Minho looks at Wolf instead of putting a bow around his backpack. He answers, "The upper half is hideous, and I'm going to hold it in my hand."

A staff for assisting in movement.

There was no line to call it a bow. It was just a straight stick, so I made excuses.

It looks hard, but it must be pretty heavy. Better a carbon track pole than that.

Yeah, but I think wildlife tools would be okay in the wild.

In front of Wolf who flew all the way from Hong Kong to help with his final inspection, he could not add, "This is an orange artifact used by an unknown Indian." Minho swung as if it wasn't too heavy and started packing.

Wolf hurriedly looks at Minho, who is backpacking, with anxious eyes, and points to the hillside.

A team camping over there has a friend named Henry. He's the one who passed your training with the best score. It won't be easy to get ahead of them.

Minho said with a worry-free face because he had already heard that a team of experts was participating.

We think the goal is to finish, and winning is hard.

Finish? Well, I guess you don't really know what the rules of this competition are.

Wolf raised his voice so that everyone could hear.

A route passed by one team cannot pass by the next. We need a new path. So the more teams that lag behind, the better chance they have to go back, and the more options they have to choose from ahead. If you move along the same path as the team that went first for a day, you lose. From then on, it's a return journey to the point of arrival, not the end.

In saying this, Min-ho also moved the gaze of the other actors who were packing bags next to her.

Typically, a 3-team path is selected as the final route and becomes a milestone for friends who challenge the trail here for the next year.

Wolf told Scarlet, the head of the film team, exactly what he had heard.

“What, what are you saying? ”

The English translation was done by the master next to the short question of Huang Ji-seok.

“Eek? If we're unlucky, we can just ditch the first day and follow the other teams around? ”

“I participated, but I can't do that. Even if it's a big circle, create a unique route for the Korean team. ”

I nodded my head as if I agree with the heart ore that I was not confident in following the mourning of Hwang Ji-seok.

Evening.

At Cherokee Camp, a barbecue party was held for those participating in tomorrow's competition. A total of 12 teams and 75 people were mostly American challengers, but only the Eastern Man & Jungle team and the Realist team from around the world were different nationalities.

Nevertheless, we felt the same way, so we grabbed a bottle of beer and talked without hesitation in front of the campfire.

Minho, who was sitting around in the middle, shakes his head to the heart stone recommending beer.

“If you drink that, I'll pass out, brother. ”

“You're weak, Minho. Why are you carrying that tree around? ”

“I'm working on it.”

“Research?”

Minho stared at the ancient Indians with orange hues. This was a little unresponsive even though it was continuously touching from day to day, removing all the dust and wiping it thoroughly with a damp towel, revealing a wide and smooth side to the barrel that was dried in the sun.

Is it because you can't speak? ’

Even the Cherokee speak English now, but perhaps they only speak your language when there were three chiefs before them.

Minho waited for his bedtime to come to see if he could sleep.

“Here comes the meat!”

Hwang Ji-seok sat down with a plate of fragrant barbecue flesh that was steaming up the ruins.

“Last Supper! Do you guys want to go for a spin? ”

Deep Ore raises the bottle of beer in his suggestion. Even the spirit sitting next to him shook the beer bottle, and Min-ho also picked up a plastic cup with a cherry-flavoured drink.

“Let's complete the body safely and write about the history of Korean broadcasting. ”

Although he was the oldest of the cast, Huang Ji-seok, who was broadcasting experienced and friendly, was the oldest member of the team.

“Now that we have to trust each other for a full day, let's say a few words. I was bawling and bawling. Brother Ore.”

“It's me. I don't know anything. I'll follow you. But I worked hard to keep you safe. Let's work it out.”

Then he said, 'Don't treat me as a woman, treat me as a friend.' The winner glanced at Minho and said.

“It's not easy to take a map, a compass, and a GPS on the road. I think it's efficient to lead by experienced people, but shouldn't we choose leaders as well? ”

“That makes sense. ”

I nodded as if Hwang Ji-seok was a good opinion. The winner asked, facing Minho.

“What do you think, Minho? ”

Minho, who was touching the bow that was left next to him, turned his head.

“Yes, but I don't care who's in charge. ”

On the contrary, the winner asked why.

“Seunggi, who is in good health, who has been sent to the outposts and who knows him well when moving the river, is scouting and leading the way. Mr. Seok and Ore, who are experienced with outdoor homelessness and can cook any ingredients, are in charge of sleeping and eating. I have nothing to show for it, so the rest of your errands are over, aren't they? Root. We'll discuss and decide. ”

“Yes, Min-ho has a point. ”

Heart Ore nods.

“If Minho's right, I can just go around every day and lead the team. All right, let's see what's better! ”

Hwang Ji-seok proposed a vote, and three against Yi's opinion was adopted.

“Oh, I'm tired now, but I'm going to go inside and sleep. ”

Already?

“You've had enough, you've lost. ”

It was time for Minho to get up from his seat with his bow on the ground.

“Excuse me. ”

A foreign woman with a small camcorder in her hand approaches the group. Since she was a beautiful woman who was glamorous and dark but noticeable, the men's gaze was all concentrated.

It's called the Scarlet of the National Filming Team. I'd like to interview the Man and Jungle team. Do you have a minute?

“Interview? Okay. Okay, Parsable! ”

The wrong English-speaking Huang Zi-Seok brilliantly understood and sent an OK sign with his finger. Minho turned his eyes to a woman named Scarlet, regretting that the night with the artifact had been postponed.

A visceral, discreet face. It was a fraudulent proportion never seen by Korean women.

‘Wow, it's beautiful. ’

As soon as I thought of this, I shook my head and thought of the galaxy on the other side of the Earth. I felt a hot energy emanating from the ring that was still worn because of the language and sent a comment to see the beauty's face more.

I said no!

Minho insisted on taking off his ring, thinking that he should just finish the interview because of the problem of translating.

About five minutes.

Through the interpreter of the winner, the interviews of Shim, Hwang Ji-seok, and Han-owned. It was a routine interview, mainly asking questions such as a feeling of entering the competition. After the interview with Elite Winner himself, Scarlet looked back at Minho, saying.

Mr. Kang Min-ho. Is that correct?

As Scarlet pointed at himself and said his name, Minho looked at her with slightly surprised eyes.

Do you know me?

I heard from Wolf. He's my uncle. "

Ah · · · · · · · · · ·.

You look a little like Wolf Instructor.

Let's do the interview.

Minho, who had no idea but to go to sleep quickly, stood in the corner of the campground and finished preparing to talk about his preparations for the competition.

Hold on.

However, Scarlet did not intend to do the interview, but came closer and took out something that was hanging from his waist and held it in his hand.

"Phew."

Minho was startled that it was a living knife on a shitty day.

“What are you doing now? ”

Wolf tells me you've made the highest score in history on the target marksmanship test for survival training. Can you show it to our viewers?

Here?

Scarlet turns his knife around, gripping the blade very familiarly and reaching out to Minho. Minho was confounded by the robust and eerie feel of the reflexively accepted military knife. The opponent appears to be more than just a National filming VJ.

Do you see that target over there?

Scarlet points to a tree just outside the camp with its base cut off. Minho had to swallow a groan in the dragon warship that was adhering to the target. Seeing that it was a foreign broadcast, the scene with the knife in its hand was also going on the broadcast without filtering.

Minho was embarrassed ‘Why?’ Scarlet said with a smile.

I wanted to see for myself how good you are. I've decided to distribute the entire film team, and Wolf assures me.

Is it Wolf? Really?

As Scarlet speaks, someone walks down the mountain through the bush. White male, late thirty years old. He was wearing bandana with a big beard, a man who looked as cool as a movie star.

"Henry, didn't you sleep upstairs?

The smell of barbecue shook, so I came down to take care of my team. What are you talking about, Wolf? I heard you were here.

That's right. Henry also has a target record at Wild Wolf Training Hall, right?

That hell training? I miss you. I miss you. An Asian friend here told me that Wolf did something remarkable.

Minho looks down at a man named Henry with an expression that he doesn't know what is. Henry bows his head as if to greet you, then throws the dagger on his thigh into the target with a lightning bolt in his hand.

Shhh. A dagger plunged into the center of the target with the sound of a slit in the wind. Accuracy and speed were both excellent moves.

Are you talking about this?

Henry shrugged. Scarlet claps his hands as if they were magnificent.

Mr. River.

Scarlet and Henry both looked at themselves and asked, "Let's do it."

I know it's forbidden to harm wildlife, but is there anything to throw at it?

Henry smiled.

There's no such thing as a park ranger rushing out of that deep forest. And in order to survive, you have to catch some birds. Food is limited, and I'm hungry, but I can't dig up roots.

I see.

Minho touched the Braille watch.

The weight of the knife feels sharp on your fingertips. The sound of a target being swayed by the wind and hit the bark of a tree. The smell of campfire, the savory scent of barbecue, the fresh smell of scarlet and Henry rolling on the ground, the smell of dirt. All the senses were transmitted in detail along the nerve.

Minho considers the senses and throws them lightly using an agent's skilled knife skill.

Wheelick, boom!

Henry's dagger tree handle that was already embedded. Scarlet and Henry's eyes widen as they watched.

"Oops, isn't that expensive, Mr. Henry?

Th, it's okay. Because it's sponsored.

Minho, who was yawning loudly, suddenly said.

In Korea, they also dig for roots. I don't know if it's here. Is the interview over?

Scarlet nods.

I'm tired.

Minho entered the volatile accommodation building with an orange dowel on his shoulder.

Have you seen Scarlet? They were after my dagger, not the target. I'm 100% sure.

I think Wolf is right, right?

You're right. You're not usually this good at throwing things this far.

Scarlet's determination is steady as Minho disappears.

* * *

Day 1 Great Smoky Mountains Entrance, 500m.

The next day, a group of people carrying a huge backpack called a monster bag gathered at the starting point early in the morning.

Minho, who was stuck in their midst and climbed up the hillside, stood next to the cows and saw the Cherokee cheering people as they passed by as a group. Then, yesterday, the Indian boy met me in the eye.

It was a win-win for each other.

And he walks down the street with a walking stick, and the Indian boy says, "Why is that? ’I made a questionable face.

‘Exactly. ’

Minho was a little disappointed in the bow that was unresponsive even though he hugged and slept all night. As I passed by the Cherokee, the Indian boy nodded his head as if to say goodbye.

“Phew, I've only walked 500 meters and I'm already tired. ”

The leading azimuth shook his head and stood in the space where the departure ceremony was scheduled. And I looked at those who arrived first.

“Let's see, is that team a winner? ”

Huang Ji-seok pointed to a ‘Realist’ team carrying a uniform backpack in a clean and black activity outfit at the front. The yellow stone, which was admired by whistling because the force looked like experts, turned its head to the side and its eyes popped out.

“Who's that team? Is that a whole loaf of bread? ”

In his voice, the winner replies.

“I spoke to him for a while yesterday. I'm a cheerleader at the University of North Carolina. I participated in extreme training.”

“Really? Seunggi. Let's just follow that team. You're disqualified."

The five girls who held the body that made them swallow together were enough to steal the gaze of every man in the void, as well as the yellowstone.

Everyone looked up and moved their heads to look for Min-ho's cheerleading team. Suddenly, I felt a warm energy spreading from the spreading.

"Huh?

The moment I saw a spot in the distant mountain range. It was the energy that came out at that time.

You mean we have to go there? ’

I felt a warmer energy in my mind.

Approximately 10 to 15 kilometers away. Luckily, it was on the trail route. Minho was right. I was excited.

While the group is on standby, the main PD of Man & Jungle approaches performers. Until the scheduled primary supply and health checkpoint four days later, the HAPD has issued a message to ask before the breakup.

“You don't have to overdo it. Our producers intend for you to arrive safely at your destination. Please keep your communication channel open and report any emergencies. ”

“Dear PD, I'm just going to follow behind that team. ”

Hwang Ji-seok pointed to the girls with cheerleading flags. Ha PD continued to talk seriously without giving in to the jokes of Hwang Ji-seok.

“Instructor Wolf will continue to follow you from afar and will continue to support you in case things go wrong. And this is the National Geographic team that's going to be with you the entire time. Our Man & Jungle team will be followed by three private cameras. ”

The cast's gaze moved in the introduction of the underlying PD.

“Huh? There's the girl from the interview yesterday. All right, all right. It's great to walk the road, but there are so many flowers. Hey, Nice to meet you too."

Scarlet smiles as he greets you brightly. Then he stood up in front of the cast and said,

Hello, I'm Scarlet Lawrence, who will be filming the 'Man and Jungle’ team in Korea this time. Our entire team is trained, so please don't worry about filming and go where you want to go.

After finishing this, Scarlet turns his head to Minho, who is staring at the ridge far away.