Chapter 486: A Drastic Overhaul of the Program Rules

The sheer force of that battle chant made even Mr. He instinctively take a step back.

It was the war song of their tribe, just like the great drums of ancient warfare.

A symbol of their spirit. A surge of fighting will.

For a full two minutes, the chant echoed across the stage. No one could understand what they were shouting. But even without knowing the words, that unified roar and tribal momentum was enough to stir the blood.

“Outstanding! That was incredible. With the Hahabaye Tribe joining the fray, I’d say Big Brother Wang Yun is truly in for a serious challenge this time. 

“Next up, we have the Skelan family from the Yso Nation, another force to be reckoned with. This family is massive with more than 3,400 members, both direct and extended. Of those, 1,700 work in law enforcement as detectives. The family boasts experts in every field: psychologists, profilers, criminal analysts, commanders, special forces, tactical instructors, and they span the navy, air force, and army. Every single one of them is exceptional in their domain. True elites. And standing here before us now are the leaders of the Ysoan Skelan family: Skelan Matyev and his brother, retired field commander Matwenfu.”

Mr. He introduced them with a tone of reverence.

Matyev and Matwenfu were among the oldest Inspector Captains in this season’s program.

Together, their ages approached a full century.

Matyev was 52, Matwenfu 48. Yet despite their age, their presence exuded the iron discipline of soldiers, and their energy was as fierce as ever.

They stood tall and unyielding, not a whit inferior to the younger Inspector Captains.

“It’s quite the coincidence,” Matyev said, taking the microphone, “but just like the three royal siblings from Apollo, we too will mobilize the full might of our family to hunt down and capture every last fugitive in this program. I’ll admit, in terms of sheer power, wealth, and capability, many of you here may surpass us. But if we’re talking stamina, mental acuity, and capture-analysis expertise, I dare say, none of you can match us. Because while you spend time with your loved ones, we spend it with criminals.”

His voice was firm, unwavering. There was arrogance in his words, but it didn’t spark offense among the crowd.

He was simply stating facts, not boasting.

And the truth was, with a police family of this scale, if they went all-in, few could truly rival them.

When Matyev finished, Mr. He couldn’t help but applaud.

“Inspiring words. Bold and confident. I believe the Skelan family will do exactly as they say.”

Mr. He then turned to face the camera.

“Now that we’ve reached this point, allow me to explain the rules for this season.”

His tone grew more animated as he spoke.

This time, the rules were drastically different from before.

In previous seasons, the Inspector Captains participated primarily for exposure and were paid appearance fees.

But as the show progressed, the demand reversed.

Now, to join as an Inspector Captain, you had to sponsor the program yourself.

The production team wasn’t short on money anymore.

So this season, each Inspector Captain would lead their own Inspection Team.

There would be 500 fugitives in total. Each had been evaluated by the production team and assigned a rank, from Rank A to Rank E, based on individual capability.

Each fugitive wore a scarf marked with their grade.

Rank A fugitive was worth 5 points.

Rank B: 4 points.

Rank C: 3 points.

Rank D: 2 points.

Rank E—the weakest—were worth 1 point.

Every three days, at 10 PM on the third day, scores for each Inspection Team would be made public.

Each point was equivalent to one million in prize money.

The more fugitives a team captured, the more they earned.

But if your team captured too few, your rewards would shrink accordingly.

Capture periods lasted 14 days—a single cycle.

At the end of each cycle, the lowest-scoring team would face elimination.

If a team wished to avoid elimination, they could voluntarily disband and join another team.

However, in doing so, they would lose their status as an Inspector Team, and any prize money would be subject to internal negotiation within their new group. The production team would not interfere.

Most importantly, alliances were strictly forbidden.

The only way to form a new team was to join another and surrender your own identity.

“Those are the rules for this season,” Mr. He concluded, his tone solemn. “That means each of you must give your all to catch fugitives and protect your team’s name and members. Because you’re not just fighting for yourselves, you’re fighting for your families, your organizations, your nations. I believe no one here is willing to abandon everything and submit to someone else.”

His voice was firm and serious.

The atmosphere among the participants grew heavy.

This was no longer just a game. It was about the strength backing every participant.

To be eliminated was to signal the failure of your entire family—or your country.

“And one more thing,” Mr. He added with a smile. “In addition to Ranks A through E, there is one more rank. S-rank! Capture this fugitive, and you’ll earn a staggering 500 points! That’s the grand prize of this season. Anyone accompanying Wang Yun is rated S-minus. Capture one of them, and you’ll get 20 points.”

The announcement sparked a huge uproar on the field.

The Inspector Captains’ faces lit up with excitement.

“S-rank… that’s Wang Yun. Our Big Brother!”