For some reason, Mu Tao showed a look of disgust on her face, "A delicate, bad-tempered contestant with a princess complex."
The viewers in Sang Ning's live stream had big question marks on their faces. Who was she talking about?
The viewers in Mu Tao's live stream also looked disgusted, sending comments to complain that they had never seen such a pretentious woman in all their years of life.
This personality shouldn't be on a survival show on a desolate planet; it's better suited for shows that flaunt wealth or those sitcoms about butlers and their masters, which align with that person's core values and character.
Sang Ning, "...She's all alone?"
"Um."
Mu Tao nodded, then instantly sensed something was wrong. "Ningning, you don't mean you want to team up with her, do you?"
Sang Ning neither denied nor admitted it, but said, "I don't like trouble, but we need people to do the work."
Mu Tao pondered for two seconds and asked her, "Am I not enough to help you with the work?"
"That might not be enough."
The audience was confused, not understanding what she was trying to do.
Mu Tao asked, "What do you think of this cave?" Sang Ning thought for a moment and pointed to the cave, "What do you think of this cave?"
"Good."
As she spoke, Mu Tao said with considerable envy, "Ningning, you're so lucky to have found such a cave right away. You have no idea how I got through yesterday and today. I barely slept, and when it rained, I just let myself get soaked..."
He kept going on and on, complaining about how miserable his life had been since he joined the show.
Sang Ning listened patiently, and only said after he finished rambling, "This cave is fine for short-term living, but not for long-term living. I don't plan to quit halfway. I want to build a house."
"Build, build what?"
Mu Tao suspected he was hallucinating, and he rubbed his ears, looking incredulous.
The audience had almost the same expression, and even the two people in charge of communicating with Sang Ning and Mu Tao exchanged a look of disbelief.
"Old Luo, your contestant said he wants to build a house."
Manager Zhou remained expressionless, while Manager Luo nodded and said, "That's right."
The person in charge, Zhou, felt extremely dizzy. "She studied architecture?"
Manager Luo's lips twitched. "Study what? He doesn't even have a formal degree, architecture..."
He sighed and shook his head. "No."
The person in charge, Zhou, patted him sympathetically and said, "You're quite pitiful to have such a contestant."
Manager Luo smiled, looking at him with a mocking gaze, and said, "You talk as if you're not pitiful at all. Don't forget, your player teamed up with my player."
Upon hearing this, Manager Zhou lost all sympathy for Manager Luo and began to sympathize with himself instead.
Why can't a top-tier human player just dominate the game and play until the end of the show?
Why would someone be so pessimistic as to team up with another person?
Teaming up is one thing, but why team up with Sang Ning, a primitive human?
I can't figure it out.
He sighed and said, "Do you think it's feasible for me to persuade Mu Tao and Sang Ning to break up?"
"You can give it a try."
The person in charge, Luo, replied expressionlessly, but after holding back for a while, he finally couldn't contain his frustration and said, "You really look down on my contestants that much?"
"No, it's just that, as you know, she's a primitive human."
Primitive humans are considered to have original sin, representing inferior genes in this world, and are discriminated against by all elite humans.
Thinking about the injustices that primitive humans have suffered over the years, Luo, the person in charge, felt a pang of sadness for some reason.
For reasons unknown, he said to Manager Zhou, "Old Zhou, how about we make a bet?"
"What are we betting on?"
"I bet my player, Sang Ning, can complete the three-year survival challenge and win the final victory."
"That's impossible."
"Is it possible that we'll only find out later? Just tell me, are you going to take this bet or not?"
"Do you have any money to bet? If so, I'll bet."
"Yes, if Sang Ning wins the final victory, you give me a Xuan Niao (a type of car), and vice versa, how about it?"
"make a deal."
A bet that guarantees a profit is a fool's gamble.
Manager Zhou knew he wasn't stupid, so he readily accepted the bet.
Sang Ning was completely unaware that the two leaders had made a bet on her. At that moment, she was using charcoal to write and draw on the cave floor, expressing her plans for the future.
"I plan to build a house here. It has mountains, fresh water, and is close to the sea."
"After three years of surviving on this desolate planet, I want to reach the end and achieve final victory, both for the prize money and for that habitable planet."
"The show didn't stipulate or restrict the final way to win, so even if I survive to the end, I still win."
"But you can only survive for a while, not forever. So, I plan to install traps around the house. The purpose is not to hurt anyone, but just to make it impossible for them to catch me."
"Besides that, I also want to enjoy life. E72 is plagued by sandstorms all year round, but it's different here. The scenery is beautiful, the air is fresh, and there's no annoying sand to breathe. We have an inexhaustible supply of raw materials, and these materials are enough for me, you, and our future teammates to live comfortably..."
In the flickering firelight, her face was calm, and her voice was unhurried yet clear and powerful, filling listeners with strength and making them instinctively want to believe her.
The audience listened with great interest, thinking she was quite adept at exploiting loopholes in the show's plot.
He was quite cunning, painting an impossible future like a pie in the sky, fooling Mu Tao into falling for his trick.
Of course, these are not the main points.
The key point is that Mu Tao, who is silly and doesn't seem like an elite human at all, was fooled.
He even started discussing it with her in a seemingly serious manner, talking quite enthusiastically and happily.
The reactions from the crowd were like this (o-speech).
"I feel that 238 is suitable for sales."
"I agree, her eloquence is amazing."
Am I the only one interested in the house she mentioned that's entirely made of wood?
"History professionals came to report that historical records show that our ancestors did indeed have houses built entirely of wood when they lived on the planet Earth, but due to the loss of records, the relevant information could not be found, and the fact that they had wooden houses has never been confirmed."
If Sanning No. 238 can actually be built... tsk, I can't even imagine how the professionals in the field must be thinking, "Holy crap!"
"...The key is whether she can actually build it. I think Sang Ning is a bit strange; she might actually succeed."
“I don’t think so. She’s just a clown trying to attract attention. If she can build it, I’ll call her dad.”
"You upstairs, don't be stubborn. You were stubborn before the stars lit up the sky, saying that if Sang Ning could successfully start a fire by rubbing sticks together, you would call him your father and donate money and goods. But as soon as you were being stubborn, Sang Ning successfully started a fire by rubbing sticks together."
Then, lighting the lanterns resulted in both financial loss and embarrassment—a truly socially disastrous scene.
"Indeed, one shouldn't be too stubborn. Even the most stubborn teeth will eventually break. I think Sang Ning will succeed."
"unsuccessful."
"success."
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