"No problem," Emmanuel and his group readily agreed.
After agreeing on the medicinal herbs, they began to use the location system to check the distribution areas of most of the contestants, determine which contestant they would target next, and plan new routes, etc. It took them more than two hours to finalize the plan.
Then, it's time to wash up and go to bed.
Well, there's no way to wash them. They've already left the mountaintop house, and during this time they've been sleeping under the open sky and on the ground to eliminate contestants, they're too lazy to even sleep in capsule tents.
Looking at the group of people sleeping haphazardly on the ground, and Sanning and Emmanuel sitting in front of the fire keeping watch, the audience couldn't understand why they didn't sleep in tents.
Wouldn't a capsule tent be better? You can lie down inside and be completely protected from all dangers.
[Yeah, you guys have capsule tents, you can just sleep in them and you won't need anyone to keep watch.]
A large group of spectators advised them to sleep in capsule tents, but Lampson and his crew, who were still on the starship, scoffed and said with mocking faces, "These spectators think Sang Ning and the others are idiots."
Ata glanced at him sideways. "What do you mean by that?"
"I've discovered that your IQ isn't up to par either."
Lampson sighed and explained, "It's obvious that Sang Ning and the others brought capsule tents but they're not suitable for them. There are only two possibilities: they can't fit in the tents or they can't sleep at all."
"Given the show's usual practices, the probability of someone being unable to sleep is so low as to be negligible."
"so,"
He snapped his fingers and said decisively, "The only possibility is that I can't sleep."
Almost the instant he finished speaking, Emmanuel's sarcastic remark rang out, "Is it that we don't want to sleep in capsule tents?"
"I'm telling you, no, it's the dog-like program team that's inhuman."
"The survival kits they distributed did indeed contain capsule tents, and more than one, but damn it, these capsule tents were all children's and infant sizes."
At this point, he said angrily, "The planner's brain must have been smashed to pieces by a meteorite. Either don't invest at all, or be generous and invest. What's the meaning of investing in children's and infant versions?"
"This means we split our bodies in half, keeping only the upper body and stuffing the rest of the body into the tent."
"It's not that I'm complaining, but such a small tent would be difficult even if we split ourselves in two."
“Sang Ning is fine, after all, she’s the shortest.”
The air suddenly became quiet.
Sang Ning was scraping pearls when he heard the sound. He put down his dagger and looked at Emmanuel expressionlessly. Emmanuel, unaware that he had offended someone, was still talking incessantly.
The audience wanted to warn him of his murderous intent, and Sang Ning wanted to kill her.
But Sang Ning's expression was so unpleasant that she didn't dare to remind him.
Lampson wasn't afraid. He picked up the monkey head mushroom that was swinging its chubby legs as it passed by and sent a voice message in Emmanuel's live stream.
"Old Yi, do you know you've offended someone? Sang Ning wants to kill you."
ah?
Emmanuel thought to himself, "What did I do? Sanning is going to stab me."
He didn't quite believe Lampson's words, but he still subconsciously turned to look at Sang Ning.
Good heavens, in the flickering firelight, Sang Ning's face was clearly as fair as before, but for some reason, Emmanuel just thought her face was dark.
It's very, very dark.
Besides, he also felt that Sang Ning was surrounded by black energy, somewhat like those hideous and ugly demons in movies.
Emmanuel was startled by his own feeling. He looked at Sang Ning warily, swallowed hard, and asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you?"
Sang Ning smiled and said, "I won't say anything if you complain about the production team and planners, but what's the meaning of bringing me into this?"
Sang Ning's gaze fell on his incredibly long legs, and he said in a sinister tone, "You may not know, but my specialty is bone setting."
"And bone setting and dismantling are the same thing, do you know what that means?"
Oh no, that's a strong killing intent.
I feel like I might die.
Emmanuel tried to run, but his backside seemed rooted to the ground, and his mouth, as if possessing its own consciousness, uttered, "What does it mean?"
"It means I can take your whole body apart piece by piece and put it back together."
Clenching her fist, the cracking sound of her knuckles filled the air, and Sang Ning asked him with a smile, "My dear old Yi, do you want to experience what it feels like to have your bones broken and then put back in place?"
"No, no, no, I don't want to, I refuse, don't even think about touching my bones."
Emmanuel firmly refused, saying, "I'm too old for such an exciting activity."
"You should find someone else. I think the remaining contestants are fine. As long as no one dies, I don't think there will be any major problems."
The contestants suddenly felt a chill run down their spines. Some viewers ran to inform them that Emmanuel had acted immorally. The contestants were furious and flooded into Emmanuel's live stream to curse him as a monster.
Emmanuel scoffed, unleashing his taunts: "We are not human to begin with. Don't think that just because we have some human genes, we can be human. In the current Moicaz universe, the only ones who can truly be called human are the primitive humans of planet E72."
"When you call me inhuman, you are essentially insulting yourselves."
At this point, his hatred level was at its peak. "I just don't understand what's wrong with this society these days. There are still people who enjoy cursing themselves."
Everyone was speechless.
What a load of bull! This guy just deserves a beating.
The contestant, who wanted to retort but didn't know how, got furious and yelled, "You wait, I'm coming over to find you right now, and if I don't eliminate you today, I'll change my surname to yours."
"Okay son, Dad is here waiting for you."
These words are not very hurtful, but they are extremely insulting.
The contestants exploded, and not just one or two, but a whole group of them.
Then, Emmanuel's live stream was flooded with comments like "Don't run away, wait for me there."
Emmanuel winked at Sanning smugly and said, "Look, the prey has come to us on its own."
Sang Ning gave him a deep look, unable to figure out whether tonight's incident was intentional or a result of a mistake that he then took advantage of.
But none of that matters. The most urgent thing right now is—
"Grind it into powder."
Sang Ning handed over a large pearl and gave the order.
Why grind it into powder?
Emmanuel recognized this bead; it was brought back for Sanning by Clyde and the others from the seaside. She liked it very much and had kept it carefully.
Now, however, these pearls are to be ground into powder, a process he frankly doesn't quite understand.
"Pharmaceutical manufacturing".
Sang Ning sighed. It was such a waste to grind such exquisite pearls into powder. However, the Jade Face Cream was almost gone, and if they didn't hurry up and replenish it, they wouldn't have any left to apply to their faces.
The humidity here is too low, and the air is very dry. If you don't take good care of your skin, it will crack.
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