The production team is not ashamed at all. They have said countless times that the ultimate goal of the survival show has never been to gain viewership or make money.
The production team has plenty of money; what they lack are people.
The program, which brings together elites from all walks of life, aims to select suitable individuals to participate in the New World Project.
Who the hell cares what you viewers think?
Even if there are no viewers, the show will continue as long as the New World Project is not at full capacity.
Therefore, the production team, feeling emboldened, directly retaliated after being threatened by the audience.
Then, with neither side willing to back down, the audience and the production team engaged in a fierce exchange of barbs.
Sang Ning and the others, "..."
They're impressed that they could even argue about something like this.
But to be honest, in all his past and present lives, this was the first time Sang Ning had ever seen a production team that relentlessly attacked the audience.
The cow is still a cow surviving on a desolate planet.
The audience is pretty bored. They know what kind of show the production team does, yet they still argue with them. They must have nothing better to do.
"Now that all the coordinates are hidden, how are we supposed to find the remaining players?"
Turning his gaze away from the live stream, Sang Ning looked rather troubled.
Emmanuel tore off a piece of rabbit meat, chewed it, and said helplessly, "There's no good way, we can only try our luck."
At this point, he said thoughtfully, "Xie Qian and his group are really good at hiding; they've managed to escape from one chaotic battle after another."
Louis hummed in agreement. "Xie Qian and the others are in a bit of trouble, but I have a feeling."
He paused, and Sang Ning and Emmanuel, who were waiting to hear what he would say next, turned to look at him in unison when he didn't speak, saying, "Say something!"
"Hurry up and tell me. Don't you know that the most annoying thing is to only tell half the story? It's a good thing I don't have a sack, otherwise I would definitely put one over your head."
Louis was both amused and exasperated. "Ningning, you're too impatient."
Seeing Sang Ning glare at him and make a move as if she was about to take out some medicine powder, he immediately backed down and didn't keep her in suspense any longer, saying decisively, "I'm telling you that Xie Qian and the others are nearby."
"Um?"
Sang Ning and Emmanuel both frowned, exchanged a glance, and then Emmanuel said, "Tell me, what's the basis for your premonition?"
Sang Ning's ears perked up, and her eyes, brimming with curiosity, stared intently at Louis.
Louis organized his thoughts and said, "Actually, I don't know where this premonition comes from, but I just feel that Xie Qian and the others are nearby."
"They might even be spying on us."
Viewers have something to say: Xie Qian and his group genuinely don't have time to spy on them right now, and the reason is simple: they're surrounded by wolves.
"Surrounded by wolves?"
Sang Ning was shocked and couldn't believe it, but the audience was convinced that Xie Qian and the others were really surrounded by wolves.
Sang Ning and the others immediately became interested and decided to check out Xie Qian's live stream.
Then, having reached an agreement, Sang Ning and the others entered Xie Qian's live stream.
The sight that greeted them shocked them, their eyes widening in disbelief.
"Oh no! Xie Qian and the others have stumbled into a wolf pack's den?"
Upon seeing the wolves surrounding Xie Qian and his group across the mountains, Louis was so startled that he forgot to eat the rabbit meat.
Sang Ning wasn't much better off. "There are so many wolves, at least a hundred, conservatively speaking."
At this point, she sang in an aria, "Xie Qian and his group, who have provoked such a large pack of wolves, are doomed."
Emmanuel reached out and patted her head, a wry smile on his face. "Don't be so obviously gloating. As contestants, we should be expressing our sympathy."
Upon hearing this, Sang Ning's expression turned serious, and he said solemnly, "Yes, we should express our sympathy. Here, I sincerely request the Three Pure Ones to bless them."
Who are the Three Pure Ones?
After Louis realized that Xie Qian and the others were beyond saving, his focus shifted, and he became very interested in the Three Pure Ones mentioned by Sang Ning.
"The founders of Taoism, the great gods at the beginning of the world's creation, are not one person, but three people."
As she spoke, Sang Ning gave them a brief introduction to Taoist culture and who the Three Pure Ones were.
"Myths and legends of the Chinese nation?"
"After listening to the explanation, Emmanuel asked."
Sanning, "···"
Well, how should I put it—
"I don't know if the Three Pure Ones really exist, but Taoism is real."
Not only did it exist, but it also occupies a very important place in the history of the Chinese nation.
"Taoism is an indigenous religion of our Chinese nation, and it's quite an impressive one."
"How awesome is it?"
"I can't explain it; I don't know enough about it."
She wasn't familiar with Taoists, but she often dealt with Taoist doctors.
Especially Gu Nanyue, the leader of the Taoist doctors, who had been competing with her since childhood, found fault with her in every way. Whenever they met, he would either challenge her to a martial arts contest or a competition to make medicine, and then make sarcastic remarks about her being an old woman no one loved.
This infuriated her, and she wanted to beat someone up countless times, but she couldn't bring herself to do it because of the relationship between the sects. So she could only crush her in the pharmaceutical industry, which made her either cry loudly or jump up and down and say that she hated her to death.
Thinking of Gu Nanyue, Sang Ning sighed with a touch of melancholy. She wondered if the brat was becoming more and more arrogant and domineering without her to keep her in check.
I always feel like the younger generation will be driven to the brink of death by her.
Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Emmanuel considerately changed the subject, "Now that Xie Qian and the others are surrounded by wolves, we can ignore them, but there are only five of them. We don't know where the other seven are. Shall we go look for them?"
"try to find."
Sang Ning said firmly, "Solve this quickly and get out of this hellhole."
It's been almost two years, and she still doesn't know what the world looks like. It's truly a tragedy.
"I want to go to the Central Star and see just how prosperous the Central Star Region really is."
To compare it with her original home planet, which is also her home planet, a planet under the jurisdiction of the same civilization, she wanted to see just how corrupt the centralized power center could be to endlessly suppress planet E72.
What sins have humans committed to deserve such a boss?
Cards for government funding, construction funding, and various other types of funding.
Damn it, even in those remote, impoverished places in the outer realms with absolutely no development value, the centralized authorities are happy to allocate funds for aid.
E72 was the only planet that had nothing, and even when their protective governor resorted to a dramatic display of crying,闹事, and threatening suicide, becoming a laughing stock throughout the universe, they remained unmoved.
That dog-like authoritarian center, if you have the guts, suppress them for all eternity, otherwise, once they rise up and take control, we will absolutely, positively retaliate.
Let's take them down.
Thinking of what the centralized power had done, Sang Ning felt a surge of anger and said, "Let's go to the live stream and check who the remaining seven contestants are. Let's find them and take them out first."
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