Sang Ning and the others were completely unaware of what the audience was thinking. She worked diligently, while Mo Nainai focused on polishing the bed frame.

As for Louis and his companions, they remained on the back of the giant sea turtle, keeping company with the seawater.

All around us was seawater, and the air was filled with the distinctive fishy smell of the ocean.

After the initial novelty wears off, all that's left is boredom.

"We've only gone halfway, it's so slow."

After checking the coordinates, Mu Tao asked Louis, "Can you make the giant sea turtle go faster?"

Louis rolled his eyes. "What do you take the giant sea turtle for? A starship or a single-person warship? If I could make the giant sea turtle faster, I wouldn't be unlucky enough to be participating in this survival challenge on a desolate planet."

Everyone was surprised by these words.

"Didn't you register yourself?"

Clyde asked, and Louis hummed in response, muttering like a wronged woman, "I'm so busy, I don't have time to participate in survival on a desolate planet."

"The reason I came to participate in the survival on the wasteland is because my personal secretary and my grandfather colluded to sign me up without my knowledge, and that's how I got selected."

Fimmonloa reminded, "If you choose to decline the offer, the spot will be available, and the production team will select another person."

The implication was that Louis was determined not to participate, and even if he successfully registered, he could choose not to attend.

Louis understood what he meant. He sighed and said quietly, "You think I don't know? But my old man threatened me with crying, making a scene, and even hanging himself. He said if I refused to compete, he would die right there in front of me."

At this point, he said with a hint of helplessness, "Our ancestors said that those who are old and do not die are thieves, and I think that's very true. My old man is particularly difficult to deal with, and I can't beat him, so I have no choice but to come and participate."

"You can withdraw from the competition."

When Luo Tianya offered his suggestion, the audience went wild, flooding the screen with comments telling him to shut up.

[Withdraw from the competition my ass! If we withdraw, where are we supposed to see the handsome men? I'm seriously starting to doubt if Da Ya Zi is a fake fan.]

[He must be a clown sent by Louis's enemies. He does nothing but come up with terrible ideas. Luckily he's not in front of me, or I would have killed him.]

[Big Tooth, shut up! If you give me another piece of nonsense, believe me, I'll come over in my starship and beat you up.]

Some viewers threatened him, but Luo Tianya wasn't afraid; he was just curious.

"Huh? You guys actually know which desolate planet we're on?"

The audience remained silent. What did they know? The production team was incredibly good at keeping secrets. They were just ordinary people, with no way of knowing which star system or galaxy the planet chosen by the production team was located in, nor did they know its exact coordinates. They had no way of finding it.

This kind of scenery is almost like an undeveloped, barren planet; there are at least hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of such places in the Moicaz universe.

Even trying to distinguish them by their appearance is impossible.

Seeing that the live stream chat seemed to be lagging, Luo Tianya immediately understood.

He said "Oh," and then, somewhat disappointed, added, "You guys don't even know?" "What a pity. If you knew which planet we're on now, you could have smuggled some survival supplies into the country for us."

As soon as these words were spoken, the system notification in the live broadcast room went off.

—[Warning! Player XX has the intent to violate the game rules. Considering this is Player XX's first offense, only a verbal warning is issued this time! If there is a next time, a hefty penalty awaits you!!]

Luo Tianya, who had been warned, remained expressionless, while Louis and the others stared intently at him.

"Big Tooth, you're famous now," said Philoloya.

Mu Tao, "Eighty-two years of unremarkable life, suddenly became famous and known throughout the world."

Chao Luotianya gave him a thumbs up, looking on with admiration, and said, "Da Yazi, you've done a great job, you've brought honor to the Luo family."

"What did Da Yazi do?"

Upon receiving the notification, Sang Ning and Mo Nainai rushed to the live stream and overheard Mu Tao's words. Unable to contain their curiosity, they sent a comment asking a question.

The contestant-themed special effects barrage is particularly eye-catching and lasts for a long time.

Fimmonloa laughed as she recounted what had happened. Upon learning of Luo Tianya's actions, Sang Ning and Mo Nainai were both speechless.

Sang Ning: "Da Ya Zi, give up, we can't beat the production team."

Monet said, "Instead of wasting time thinking about crooked ways, you should plan how to steal more survival kits."

That makes sense, Sang Ning agreed, “That’s right, you can never have too many supplies, you can never have too few. Try to bring back as many as you can.”

"If we can grab it, we'll grab as much as we can. The key issue is that we might not be able to grab it."

Mu Tao said with a frustrated look, "The production team is so stingy. They only gave out so few survival packs for so many contestants. What's the point? Most of them can't even get one."

"Something is better than nothing."

Louis patted him on the shoulder reassuringly and said with a smile, "As for whether you can snag one, it all depends on the contestant's ability."

Then he added, "Don't worry, we'll definitely be able to get it."

His confident tone amused the audience.

[Hahaha, my goodness, handsome men really don't learn their lesson at all.]

Yes, the handsome man is a typical example of someone who forgets the pain once the wound heals. I told him before that one shouldn't be too stubborn, because people who are too stubborn will get slapped in the face. He's already been slapped in the face once, and he's here again today.

Believe it or not, he's about to be proven wrong again.

I believe that the more confident he is, the harder he'll be slapped in the face later.

Louis was displeased and shouted, "What do you mean? Are you looking down on me or something?"

[We're not looking down on you, we just think you're too optimistic. Given the production team's usual practices, there aren't that many supply packages; they couldn't possibly be all placed in one location. I'm sure these packages were distributed across different areas. Do you know what that means?]

"Know."

Louis and his companions looked somewhat dazed. At this moment, they finally realized, belatedly, that their plan to grab more supply packages was likely to fail.

Just as this viewer said, given the show's usual practices, these supply packages will definitely be distributed separately, which means that they may only receive the coordinates of one or two supply packages.

If that really happens, what's the point of them fighting over it?

"I... I feel like we're doomed."

Mu Tao, who was staring at the coordinates, swallowed hard and pointed to the small green dot moving toward the red dot on her wristband screen, saying, "Besides us, five other contestants have already moved toward the coordinates. These are the ones that are closest to the coordinates."

"And behind these five, there are more than a dozen contestants rushing toward the coordinates at an extremely fast speed."

Louis and his companions immediately looked down at their bracelets, and upon seeing them, the confident men's expressions simultaneously darkened.

"We are not the closest."

After calculating the distance between each contestant and the supply pack, Femonloa said with a serious expression, "At our current speed, we should be the third or fourth group of contestants to arrive."