Chapter 365: Successful Escape, Saving Lives at the Cost of His Own!

As Wang Yun heard their voices, his dizziness returned.

It seemed that all the shock points he had just exchanged only gave him five minutes of support.

Rescuing those people had already wasted four minutes, leaving him with just one minute left. He had to get out of here. Only by escaping could he breathe freely again.

Cough, cough!

A violent cough erupted from Wang Yun’s chest. His lungs burned with searing pain—every breath felt like his ribs were being torn apart. His vision blurred, just like it had before he collapsed earlier.

“Follow me!”

With great difficulty, Wang Yun forced out these three words.

Summoning every ounce of willpower, he sprinted toward the safe route he had memorized. But after barely running ten seconds, Wang Yun suddenly came to a halt.

Flames had already engulfed the path ahead.

He had reached the exact spot where he had sent Xiao Qiao to safety earlier, yet now, all around him, the fire raged even more fiercely than before.

“The fire spread, it’s spreading again,” he muttered under his breath, then quickly assessed the wind direction.

The wind was still blowing behind him, meaning if he ran about 200 more meters, he should be able to escape.

With that in mind, Wang Yun drew a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and charged forward once more. But the four people behind him were struggling to keep up—their stamina was running out.

The thick smoke choked them, making it almost impossible to breathe.

On top of that, the rapid sprinting increased their oxygen demand significantly.

The two men in particular were in worse shape than the women, since their higher activity level meant they were burning through oxygen even faster. One of them was already on the verge of collapsing.

“How much farther?! My boyfriend can’t hold on!” the short-haired woman shouted desperately at Wang Yun’s retreating figure.

The blonde woman beside her, however, ignored them completely. After all, it was her boyfriend’s own fault—his years of heavy smoking had wrecked his lung capacity.

At this point, if you don’t wanna run, then just wait to die.

The short-haired woman and her friend knew full well how dumb their question had been.

With no other choice, they gritted their teeth, supported the struggling men, and forced themselves forward step by step.

Luckily for them, Wang Yun had always had decent luck. Or maybe—the heavens were watching over him.

Because after just twenty seconds of running, right when his body was about to completely give out, he saw a tree. A green tree.

That meant this area hadn’t been consumed by the fire yet.

“Cough, cough! My chest—!”

The four behind him stumbled out right after.

And the second they breathed in the fresh air, all four of them collapsed onto the ground at the same time.

Wang Yun was no exception.

He lay there gasping for breath, his chest rising and falling violently.

At this point, he had zero strength left.

His entire body ached like hell, so much that he couldn’t even close his eyes. All he wanted was to rest.

“Brother Wang! Brother Wang, don’t sleep! Captain Li is almost here, just hang in there a little longer. The medics are on their way too. Brother, if you can just hold on, I swear I’ll give you a full month off. We’ll shut the show down for a whole month! Please, bro, just stay with us!”

The moment Wang Yun hit the ground, the director’s choked-up voice rang out. He was practically screaming, as if he was about to cough up his own lungs.

“You’re screaming so damn loud. How the hell am I supposed to sleep?”

Wang Yun grumbled weakly, his voice barely above a whisper, hoarse and fragile, like it didn’t even belong to him.

He was exhausted. Completely drained.

“Comrade Wang Yun, for risking your life to save others, I’ll personally request a medal of honor for you,” Li Long said, his voice was urgent.

Wang Yun’s lips twitched into a faint smile.

He nodded slightly. But at this point, no one could see it.

The fire still raged on, its flames growing. The wind was now blowing southeast.

While Wang Yun and the others lay far off to the northwest.

“Handsome guy! You guys made it out!”

Just as everyone was still gasping for air, relieved to have survived, a familiar voice rang out.

Xiao Qiao and her boyfriend came running over from behind. They both looked a lot better now—clearly, they had recovered quite a bit.

“Xiao Qiao! Xiao Qiao, are you okay?!” the short-haired woman shouted excitedly when she saw Xiao Qiao.

But Xiao Qiao completely ignored her and walked straight toward Wang Yun instead.

Back when Wang Yun had sent them out of the fire, Xiao Qiao had watched his retreating figure and suddenly, it clicked.

Wang Yun was the man she had been following on the show all this time. This man, whether it was intelligence, strategy, or physical ability, had displayed top-tier skills in every aspect.

Back when Xiao Qiao was at home, she would tune into Wang Yun’s livestream every single day after work. But Wang Yun never showed his face on his stream—only his voice could be heard.

Earlier, in the fire, his voice had been hoarse from the smoke, making it hard to recognize.

But this silhouette—she had seen it before.

Before the show changed its rules, allowing audiences to freely switch between livestream rooms, she had watched the inspectors’ stream. And back then, she had already noticed this very same figure.

Even just from the back, she could tell this man’s looks had to be on par with a celebrity’s.

“Brother, we owe you everything. Seriously, thank you!”

Xiao Qiao’s boyfriend ran over excitedly, dropping into a squat in front of Wang Yun, sincerely expressing his gratitude.

Wang Yun forced his eyes open. Seeing their reactions, he knew immediately they had figured out who he was.

“No… no problem.”

“Wait—you guys know each other?”

Just as Wang Yun and Xiao Qiao were talking, the blonde woman suddenly spoke up from the side.