Fei Wan ultimately failed to fulfill his wish to pluck the chicken, but because he caught the chicken, they received the processed chicken from the program crew.

As the sky grew darker and night fell, the Beautiful Team began their enjoyable barbecue time.

While other teams were munching on dry bread, they smelled a faint aroma of cumin wafting from not far away. They all said that they could not participate in this show because it was physically and mentally exhausting.

Chi Yu is the captain of the winning team. When the team members looked at the camp over there eagerly, Chi Yu felt that he should do something for them.

And that chicken smells…definitely delicious.

"You want to exchange weapons for it?" Fei Wan changed the roasted wings in his hand and continued to roast them. The tender chicken wrapped in seasonings rolled on the fire, emitting an enticing aroma.

Upon hearing this, Song Jiayin alertly hid the remaining chicken behind her, protecting the food with an attitude as if she would fight to the death if anyone dared to snatch it away.

Chi Yu naturally noticed Song Jiayin's actions, but he didn't take it to heart. He was absolutely sure that Fei Wan would agree.

No one can resist its temptation.

Chi Yu took out his backpack mysteriously, revealing a corner, fearing that someone would covet his treasure. This made Ye Li, while biting a chicken wing, curiously come over to check it out.

But after seeing the true appearance, Ye Li lost interest after just one glance. Biting a chicken wing, he mumbled, "Oh my god... I'm so tired."

"What did he say?"

"Then I'll translate it for you."

Fei Wan took a look at the string of grilled wings in his hand, stuffed it to Chi Yu reluctantly, and took out a big bag from behind him.

He unzipped his pants with an expressionless face, and two AKMs and a 98k poured out, leaving Chi Yu standing there in a daze.

"Even the 98k is available. Did the production team buy AKMs wholesale? Do we need to balance the game?"

In fact, the program team was also helpless. They set up three in total. Unexpectedly, Lin Feiwan was too lucky and picked it up on the way back, not to mention that the only 98k was still in her hand.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the reincarnation of a koi.

Chi Yu finally shed tears of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Host, are you too lucky?" Fei Wan's luck value is so high that the system can't believe it. Ever since being deceived by Fei Wan last time, the system has begun to suspect whether Fei Wan is a big shot somewhere.

"No, that's normal. If I were lucky, how could I be tied to you?" Fei Wan chuckled, but the self-mockery in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

She has always been in control, and even the system didn't notice the change in her expression.

After dinner, Ye Li suggested making plans for tomorrow, but Fei Wan was not interested.

After a tiring day, she just wanted to lie comfortably in the tent.

She is just a salted fish, without any dreams.

But before she could lie down comfortably, Song Jiayin's voice came from outside the tent.

"Fei Wan, are you asleep?"

"I'm asleep, don't disturb me." Fei Wan opened his eyes wide and talked nonsense seriously.

Leaving Miss Song Jiayin hanging out like this was really not in line with her style of being gentle and considerate to women, so Fei Wan reluctantly opened the zipper of the tent.

"Fei Wan, I really like you." Song Jiayin, who usually acts aloof in front of others, had a suspicious blush on her face when she saw Fei Wan. She mustered up the courage to say the next sentence, but forgot the rest because of her idol's cuteness.

Fei Wan was wearing pink pajamas, and the bunny ears on her nightcap swayed gently as she tilted her head. In the night, it seemed as if she was stained with the faint glow of moonlight. However, the words she uttered sounded wrong no matter how you listened to them.

"Don't love me, it's fruitless."

"Huh?" Song Jiayin was stunned for a moment, then realized that Fei Wan had misunderstood her. She quickly waved her hand, "No, I have a novel being adapted into a drama, and the female lead hasn't been decided yet, so I want to invite you to be my female lead."

Fei Wan pointed at himself, looking suspicious. "Me? Are you sure? You'll be at a loss if you come to me now."

Even though everyone knew that Song Jiayin was not only a writer but also the eldest daughter of the Song Corporation, anyone who got involved with her now would be in trouble.

"I believe you, you are not that kind of person."