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The rain poured down, the water gushing into the soft sand, and the once clear blue sky was now covered with oppressive dark clouds.
The sudden downpour caught everyone off guard, and as soon as they left the haunted house, they rushed back to the cabin to take shelter from the rain.
Everyone else did their own thing.
Only Wang Gongji and Wang Shiji looked grief-stricken. In order to win this time, they had learned from their mistakes, changed their tactics, and lowered their profile, just waiting to secretly amaze everyone when they won.
Despite their best efforts to hold out for points, they still lost in the end...
Wang Shiji decided to reflect on his brother's actions.
"Brother, we still couldn't win this time even though we were trying to keep a low profile. Instead of listening to you, why don't we use my method!"
"Next time, we should ambush them instead of hiding and missing our chance..."
Wang Gongji turned around: "I won't listen."
Wang Shiji: "Gibberish *#%@!..."
Wang Gongji: "I won't listen."
Wang Shiji: "Blah blah blah..."
Wang Gongji: "I won't listen."
"Makka Pakka..."
"I won't listen."
Another small cabin.
Ye Zhixi sat in front of the wooden house, hugging her knees, looking up at the gray sky, her mood complicated, lost in thought.
Ye Qi sat on the other side of the doorway, reading a novel.
He would occasionally glance at Ye Zhixi, then quickly look away.
A mental illness requires a mental cure.
She can't get involved.
After the rain stopped and the sky cleared.
The production team resumed recording.
The drone's voice came from the sky: "Good afternoon, everyone! Only Ye Zhixi won the haunted house competition. Ye Zhixi will get a big meal. The others will need to make their own lunch."
"At the same time, Ye Zhixi's group will have priority to enter the next game. Now, our staff has brought out the ingredients, so the losing guests are welcome to help themselves."
As promised, the staff brought out colorful ingredients, clattering pots and pans, and a small, unassuming lighter.
The production team was surprisingly kind this time, at least providing a lighter.
But he's really stingy.
A lighter is turned on in turn, and the lighters are lit in sequence.
When it was Ye Qi's turn, before she could light the fire, Shen Lan looked at her.
Shen Lan asked her, "Can you cook delicious food?"
In Shen Lanque's mind, Ye Qi was omnipotent; he could pick fruit, catch fish, fight, and be a top student.
Cooking and such.
This is child's play for her!
Ye Qi replied coldly, "Do I look like someone who can cook elaborate meals?"
It's better to rely on Jiang Yihuan than on her.
In their past lives, without a master, they had to cook for themselves. One burned the food, and the other blew up the kitchen.
Of course, the latter is Ye Qi.
Therefore, the task of cooking fell to Jiang Yihuan, who was used to making burnt dishes every day.
But because Jiang Yihuan's cooking was so terrible, she preferred to eat steamed buns with pickled vegetables rather than her own cooking. During that time, they either ate steamed buns or dumplings.
As for making money?
The master they were burying with a loan was lucky he didn't starve to death, let alone have any savings.
Before she regained her memories, her aunt and uncle always did the cooking. She had never been into the kitchen and had no idea that she had the skill of blowing up the kitchen.
Expecting her to cook for herself is worse than going hungry.
But this time she really wanted to try it out, wondering if cooking in this place would blow up the kitchen.
What if I'm lucky and my kitchen never blows up?
You have to be careful not to make mistakes in life.
How do you know if a landmine is a big one if you don't step on it?
Ye Qi silently distanced herself from everyone, walking a long distance of more than ten meters away, under Shen Lan's incomprehensible gaze.
At first glance, it seemed as if everyone had isolated her.
In reality, she isolated everyone.
After turning on the stove and boiling the water, Ye Qi threw a packet of instant noodles into it.
Just threw it in.
The pot exploded.
Ye Qi reacted quickly, taking a few steps back and grabbing the pot lid to cover her face.
Fortunately, she retreated in time and wasn't hit by the explosion.
The loud explosion drew everyone's attention.
Their hearts skipped a beat, and they were so startled they almost lost their minds. After calming down, they looked up.
Ye Qi's pot exploded, water spilled everywhere, and the noodles she had just put in scattered haphazardly onto the sand, mixing with the sand and soil.
The charred bottom of the pot proclaimed its tragic end.
Looking at the mess on the ground, everyone was initially stunned. After a moment of silence, who would have thought that someone could cook something and cause the pot to explode?
[Holy crap? That explosion almost scared me to death! Headphone users are really vulnerable!]
[No way, what kind of kind person would blow up the pot while cooking instant noodles, hahaha?]
[This pot is of poor quality! The noodles keep exploding on their own! My daughter is innocent! I'm done for!]
[The person upstairs is using the wrong formula; zero points!]
[Pot: She's the one who caused my explosion, but you're blaming me! I think you're clearly being biased!]
[Who wants their noodles to explode on their own? Hahaha.]
[This explosion was terrifying! Doesn't the production team check the quality? Who will be responsible if something goes wrong? What if my brother Yun was injured?]
Ye Qi skillfully borrowed a broom from a staff member, swept away the sand and dirt mixed with the noodles, and then poured the trash into a garbage bag to avoid polluting the environment.
After doing all this, she returned the broom to the production crew and silently walked towards the sea.
Just when everyone thought she was having a moment of despair and wanted to chase after her to stop her from taking her own life, they saw Ye Qi standing on the beach.
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