"That thing could bite my arm off like a rotten twig," Hama Ehrlich said to the camera as he walked.

His pace was compact, but not particularly fast. Every movement he made seemed effortless, a testament to experience and skill.

"This crocodile is perfect for a demonstration..." Hama Ehrlich continued as he approached within three meters of the crocodile. "It's about one point eight meters long, which means it's pretty much fully grown. Of course, it'll keep growing..." He extended the piece of wood he was holding. "I call this alligator's attack the 'death roll,' it's an instinct they're born with." As he said this, he glanced at Feng Bujue. "Don't underestimate the destructive power of these reptiles. They're almost entirely muscle. Biologically speaking, this thing is much stronger than me."

"Heh... are you sure?" Feng Bujue was mentally retorting, but on the surface, he nodded and replied, "Understood..."

"And they're much faster than you think," Hama Ehrlich continued his explanation. "Crocodiles can move at speeds of up to fifty kilometers per hour. In this swamp, you can't outrun them."

"Is it the damn terrain... even if I sprinted on asphalt at my top speed, I'd only reach thirty-six kilometers per hour..." Brother Jue mentally complained repeatedly.

"See, it's staring intently at me, poised to strike." As he spoke, Hama Ehrlich approached the crocodile's front with the long piece of wood.

With a calm demeanor, he hunched his back and slowly squatted, one hand bent in front of him, the other steadily controlling the piece of wood.

The alligator slightly raised its head, its light yellow eyes staring, its mouth half-open in a defensive posture.

For the next few seconds, Hama Ehrlich and the crocodile remained tense and motionless.

"Hmm... is he going to use Haqi to solve the battle..." Feng Bujue was already imagining strange scenarios.

"In this swamp, it fears nothing." The confrontation didn't last long before Hama Ehrlich's voice broke the silence, though he no longer had time to look at the camera. "So, it doesn't flinch when facing me."

"Yeah... if it were me... I'd run as soon as I saw you walking over with that stick..." Feng Bujue thought to himself.

"Watch closely, Stephen..." Hama Ehrlich said as he used the piece of wood to poke the crocodile's mouth. The latter naturally reacted by snapping at the rotten wood. "I'll try to kill it as quickly and humanely as possible..."

In the next second, Hama Ehrlich began to sidestep, using the tip of the wood to distract the crocodile while circling around to its rear.

His explanation continued uninterrupted: "I need to hold it down, use my hands to restrain its mouth, to prevent it from opening..."

Before he finished speaking, Hama Ehrlich flicked his wrist and threw the piece of wood forward. Almost simultaneously, he leaped and pounced, landing on the crocodile's back as if riding a horse.

"See, you have to be quick..." Hama Ehrlich's voice became somewhat broken, a result of the exertion. "...First, use the wood to distract it, create a momentary opening, then attack from directly behind, using all your weight to subdue it..." At this point, his left hand shot out like lightning, clamping down on the crocodile's mouth. "Then, like this... restrain its mouth with your hands, never let it open." He turned to look at Brother Jue, gesturing with his right hand in a "biting" motion. "The power of a crocodile's jaws is astonishing. Their bite force can reach hundreds of kilograms, some species even exceed a ton. But... that force is used to 'close' the mouth, not to 'open' it. So, when its mouth is closed, that's your chance to strike..."

Feng Bujue stared with dead fish eyes, roaring in his heart, "This subject cannot do it!"

"Hoo... it's really strong." Hama Ehrlich took a breath, his right hand moving in and out, revealing a small straight knife. "The most effective way to finish it is to sever the spine behind its head." As he spoke, he brought the knife down, plunging the tip into the crocodile's back. "Alright, I've severed its spinal cord."

Although Feng Bujue didn't know if this method could be considered "humane," it was certainly "quick."

"Haa... hooo..." Only after the crocodile beneath him had completely died did Hama Ehrlich allow his body to relax, taking a few deep breaths. "Well... Stephen, that concludes my demonstration." He wiped the blade of his knife with his sleeve, sheathed it, and stood up. "Let me reiterate a few key points... First, find a shallow spot. If the water is deeper than your knees, you probably won't be able to hold the crocodile down because buoyancy will offset your weight. Second, always attack from behind. Crocodiles have a strong burst of power. If you pounce from the front or side, it could easily whip its head around and bite you. Third, know your limits. Don't go for crocodiles that are too big. Don't even think about ones longer than three meters."

"Mm-hmm..." Feng Bujue nodded repeatedly, his expression very serious.

Many people had been deceived by this expression of his. Those familiar with Brother Jue understood that this was "humbly accepting but never correcting."

"Also, given that this challenge is indeed very difficult..." Suddenly, Hama Ehrlich's expression changed slightly, and he continued, "...after discussion by the upper management of the program, it has been decided that you will receive additional assistance from me."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue remained impassive, pausing for a second before responding, "Not only do they have no objections to my previous actions, but they're even giving me help?"

"Why would they object?" Hama Ehrlich retorted. "In 'Wilderness Poisoning,' fighting, imprisoning, threatening, robbing, cheating, and so on... are all permitted by the rules. As long as you don't commit murder or sexual assault, even I, as the referee, have no right to interfere. Of course, if you cause someone to become disabled or suffer from mental illness, you will still face additional lawsuits after the competition."

"I see..." Brother Jue muttered, then asked in a tentative tone, "So... what kind of assistance are you talking about?"

"It's this." As Hama Ehrlich spoke, he casually removed the small knife from his waist, sheath and all. "The Gerber Survival Series is one of my favorites." He handed the knife to Feng Bujue. "Now, I'm giving you this knife. I hope it will help you complete the challenge."