Unlike usual... this time he no longer had that smiling look, but instead had a stern face.

Even through a face covered in oil paint thicker than a woman's foundation, you could still clearly see the gloomy expression beneath the paint.

Clearly, he understood some of what was being said by so many people working together.

Insults, a form of psychological attack, will generally cause emotional fluctuations in most people.

"So you finally decided to come out, huh? Why didn't you just keep pretending to be dead? You're like a ghost with ears in your ass, always drawing ghost pictures and acting all mysterious."

Without thinking twice, Ye Feng immediately started by greeting them. He no longer trusted the production team and therefore no longer needed to consider their opinions.

"Mr. Ye Feng, how come your manners have become so low? You are the only Chinese person to reach the top, and you have many fans in China."

"What if we cut this part out and broadcast it? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing the Chinese people?"

"Get out of here!" Ye Feng showed him no respect whatsoever, and immediately rebuked him... "I'm about to lose my life, do you think I'm afraid of losing face?"

I'm asking you! I've made quite a bit of money for that old man Makuko, so why are you making things so difficult for me? You know how hard it's been for us all along.

If you really don't want to pay, just let us go. I don't want the money, okay?

Ugly leaned closer to the screen, puzzled... "Mr. Ye Feng, why do you think you won't live much longer? And why do you think our production team doesn't want to pay you?"

All you need to do now is take care of those people, or just reach the finish line, and the game will be over, right? Besides, you already have a plan, don't you?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Ye Feng didn't believe Chou Chou's words at all. To be honest, from the moment Makuko announced the battle royale game, the production team had lost all credibility with him.

"You deliberately let those natives in, just so I can keep creating entertainment for you, right?"

I reckon after this is over, you'll have other methods, right? Are you going to send me another 50 people? When will this ever end?

"Hehe..." Ugly spread his hands helplessly, shaking his head with a wry smile, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.

In fact, Makuko had no intention of assigning anyone else to Ye Feng, and Dato's group was indeed not arranged by Makuko.

Just then, the watch screen suddenly lit up red again, and a deep, aged voice appeared.

“Ugly, let me talk to him.”

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Ye Feng immediately raised an eyebrow. Although he had only heard it once, Marko's English had a very authentic British accent, and his voice was quite distinctive.

Sure enough, Makuko's face quickly appeared in the center of the screen, squeezing out the ugly image.

He still had a cigar between his fingers, his legs crossed, sitting in his office chair with a faint smile on his face, seemingly unaffected by Ye Feng and the others' greetings.

"Brother Ye Feng, I understand how you feel right now, but I have to tell you something."

Although I am a capitalist, I am much more conscientious than you Chinese. I always pay my employees for working overtime, and the amount I pay you is not low, is it?

Don't worry, as long as you successfully break through the encirclement, I guarantee to keep my promise and you will receive every penny of the bonus.

As for that group of indigenous people you mentioned..."

As Makuko lightly lifted the finger holding the cigarette, a secretary beside him quickly picked up the ashtray.

After dusting off the banquet, he continued, "I did put those people in, but I didn't find them."

Because we have no right to interfere with the free movement of the indigenous people on this land, and after all, didn't you bring this on yourself?

"If you hadn't saved that woman named Lia, and hadn't killed so many of Dato's people, would he have come all the way to the jungle?"

Makuko exhaled a puff of smoke with a look of enjoyment. He knew that Ye Feng would definitely misunderstand that he had called the locals after discovering Dato and the others, so he had already prepared his explanation.

"Young man, you should thank me. If I hadn't had Chou Chou disarm them, do you think you would have survived that day? Would you still have the chance to cooperate with him now?"

If you hadn't killed his men, wouldn't all of this have been avoided? I helped you, and you're blaming me?

Marcus, true to his reputation as a cunning capitalist, clearly wanted to do this himself and had already tasted the benefits, but with just a few words, he shifted the blame onto Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, with a cold face, asked defiantly, "But this game is our game. Now these natives have infiltrated. Doesn't that mean we're breaking the rules?"

This has nothing to do with them, aren't you going to do anything about it?

"Hahaha!" Makuko suddenly burst into hearty laughter, shaking his head repeatedly, his voice clearly mocking.

Since these indigenous people joined, the show's ratings have remained high. To manage that? Wouldn't that just mean reducing one's own income?

However, he didn't intend to tell the truth. Instead, he said, "Young man, have you forgotten? Even if it was a violation, you were the one who violated the rules first."

Those two indigenous women beside you have always been in your group. Without them, you probably wouldn't have been able to get past Cheng Haojun.

What? You're allowed to get help from the natives, but Bai Ying and the others aren't allowed to cooperate with them? I even gave you special treatment and didn't punish you, and you're still blaming me for letting those natives in?

Isn't this a bit unfair?

"You!..." Ye Feng glared angrily at Makuko, unable to refute him for a moment.

He knew this was exactly the situation Markuko wanted to see. Not only had he made a fortune for him, but now the other party was turning around and blaming him for breaking the rules first. He even started playing the good guy.

Having suffered a loss he couldn't speak of, Ye Feng felt incredibly aggrieved! But upon closer reflection, it seemed he had indeed broken the rules first.

If Dato and the others weren't deliberately arranged by Makuko, then what he said doesn't seem to make any mistakes.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng took a deep breath and decided not to argue with him anymore about who was right and who was wrong.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything else. I just hope you can keep your promise and let us get the bonus and leave smoothly after this is over."

China is full of talented people, and the most important thing for a program is its reputation. Perhaps if I succeed, even more Chinese people will participate. Don't ruin your program's reputation just to save a little money.

Ye Feng's words were actually meant to protect himself; he was more afraid of death than anyone else, fearing that Makuko would discard him after he had served his purpose.

Makuko, of course, saw through it but didn't say anything, and still had a smile on his face.

He never intended to kill Ye Feng. The show had been running for three years and now desperately needed a winner to show everyone that there was no behind-the-scenes manipulation.

The champion is about to be crowned, and he's Chinese. China has the world's largest market, so he's happier than anyone else.

As for the more than 80 million in the prize pool, he didn't care at all, because for a capitalist with a net worth of billions of dollars, it was just a drop in the ocean.

"Thank you for the reminder. I'll say it again: as long as you successfully break through the encirclement, I will definitely keep my promise."

One last reminder: you didn't handle the details very well in this final stage, so don't underestimate your opponent.

Alright... I've prepared all the prize money, and I hope the person who receives it is you... Hehehe....."

With a sinister laugh, Makuko vanished from the screen...

After hanging up the call, the people present were unable to calm down for a long time. Their feelings were varied, some were happy, and some were worried.

Fortunately, they didn't detect any intention from Makuko's words to discard him after he had served his purpose, which meant they could take the money with them.

What's worrying is... what exactly did Markuko's final reminder mean?

As the show's organizer, Makuko has always had a God's-eye view.

He controls everything behind the scenes, and every move of the contestants is under his surveillance.

But he just said... that Ye Feng didn't handle some details well this time. Was it intentional? Or is it true?