Back in the room, it was pitch black. Shen Yan was sleeping on the bed by the window, his back to her, silent.
During the quick transmigration mission, the host is prohibited from openly discussing topics related to the mission.
This is an absolute principle; once the system detects a related term, it will be immediately deleted.
Lin Zhenzhen didn't sleep well that night. She had a nightmare in which she saw a pair of malevolent eyes staring at her from the side of her bed.
She was awakened by the alarm clock in the blue and white house at dawn.
Lin Zhenzhen was in a good mood when she opened her eyes to a cloudless sky, and the bad mood from having nightmares all night was left behind.
She got up, quickly washed up, and when she came out of the bathroom, Shen Yan was still hiding under the covers, lingering in bed.
[Host, it's time to get up and follow the storyline.]
[No! If you don't punish Lin Zhen, I'm going on strike!]
However, Lin Zhen did not violate the contract, so we cannot punish her.
[I don't care, my uncle is in the management of the Quick Transmigration System, I want her fired!]
In the kitchen on the first floor of the blue and white house, a cheerful figure moves between the sink and the stove.
Lin Zhenzhen hummed a little tune as she skillfully flipped the fried egg over.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Sheng An followed the aroma and found Lin Zhen busy at work. He exclaimed with delight, "You can cook?"
"Yeah, it doesn't look like it?"
Sheng An smiled but didn't say anything, because Lin Zhen really didn't seem like the type who couldn't cook.
Her slender hands were as smooth as cream, and every smile and frown carried a hint of coquettishness. She looked like a girl who had been pampered, not someone who would be exposed to the grime of cooking in the kitchen.
Gradually, the others also came downstairs, and without exception, they all praised Lin Zhen's competence.
"Century egg and lean pork congee, sandwiches, fried eggs, and steak and hot milk!" Gao Xin exclaimed, "Are you the Conch Girl?"
Although it was only early morning, the live stream room was already bustling with activity.
I not only crave my sister's body, but I also crave the food she cooks. I'm despicable.
Looking at them, then down at the steamed bun in my hand, I couldn't help but burst into tears.
Where are Chen Yan and Zhou Gan? Everyone else is up, but they're still in bed?
Just as that comment flew by, Zhou Gan walked in from outside the door.
He was wearing a white tracksuit, his hair was damp with sweat, and his usually cool and aloof face was flushed.
Coupled with those unusually bright eyes, he exuded an extraordinary surge of hormones.
"You went to exercise?" Sheng An asked, her competitive spirit getting the better of her.
"Yeah. I just practiced a little."
Zhou Gan paused as he passed Lin Zhen, glancing at the table laden with food, his eyes showing some surprise.
"Then we'll eat after you take a shower." Lin Zhen had her hair in a bun and was wearing a cartoon apron. She smiled sweetly at him.
Zhou Gan did not reply, but he quickened his pace back to his room.
I turned on the tap, took a quick cold shower, and then went downstairs.
Shen Yan still hadn't appeared by breakfast time.
"Did she catch a cold from the wind last night?" Sheng An asked proactively. "Zhenzhen, did she say she wasn't feeling well when you woke up?"
Ruan Bai quickly replied, "I'll go take a look, you guys eat first." A cameraman followed her upstairs.
"I'll go check first, just in case you film something that can't be broadcast."
As expected of the oldest female guest, Ruan Bai is very thoughtful and considerate. She fully considered the special nature of the live broadcast and was worried that the girls might feel embarrassed if they had just woken up, were not dressed properly, or showed their bare face.
Unexpectedly, Ruan Bai was scolded by the person inside as soon as she knocked on the door.
"Don't bother me, get lost!"
She and the cameraman were both taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Shen Yan, it's me, Ruan Bai. What's wrong?"
There was a moment of silence in the room, and after a while, the sound of slippers scraping against the floor could be heard.
Shen Yan opened the door a crack, peeked out, and her expression changed upon seeing the camera; a flash of annoyance and anger crossed her face.
"I wasn't talking about you. The TV show I was watching was too loud. Those were lines from the show."
Such a lame reason, but for some reason, the moment Ruan Bai looked into the other person's eyes, she was miraculously convinced.
"Oh, that's alright. Now that you're up, come down and eat."
What Ruan Bai didn't know was that her abnormality was because the female lead activated the protagonist's halo given to her by the system: it could make others who made eye contact with her unconditionally trust her.
She had spent a fortune to acquire this cheat ability, and it had been incredibly effective in her previous quick transmigration missions.
However, what she didn't expect was that this cheat code couldn't be transmitted to the other side of the screen.
The live stream was flooded with comments almost instantly.
She swore, didn't she? This is the first time I've ever seen someone swear on a reality show, it's really outrageous.
Are they trying to fool people? How could they even come up with such a reason?
Compared to this, Lin Zhen's character seems to have improved... It's all thanks to the contrast with her peers.
Unaware of this, Shen Yan quickly tidied up and went downstairs.
She smiled somewhat embarrassedly at the people present, held her forehead with her hand, and said weakly, "I'm sorry, I think I have a bit of a cold. I felt dizzy and lightheaded as soon as I woke up."
Upon hearing this, Gu Kaile immediately turned to the production team and asked, "Surely we can always get cold medicine? We can't possibly have to go out and earn money to get it, can we?"
After receiving the cold medicine from the staff, Shen Yan smiled and thanked Gu Kaile, instantly captivating him.
Please accept your tasks for the new day.
The production crew handed over an envelope, which Zhou Gan, who was sitting on the far side, took. He tore open the seal and read it aloud, word by word.
"Self-reliance leads to abundance. Please take care of your own meals."
"You take care of your own meals?" Sheng An asked, munching on a boiled egg. "Then where do we get our breakfast?"
“Um, let me say this,” Lin Zhenzhen interrupted him, “I’m not really the Conch Girl. What you’re eating right now is the last egg in the refrigerator, so eat it while you can.”
"Huh?" The bite of egg stuck in his throat, neither going down nor coming up.
"It's okay, the production team said we can trade with the locals. Let's go out for a walk later," Ruan Bai comforted him.
"You girls can stay in the small room and rest, and leave the money-making to us men."
But when they arrived at the island's market, they realized that their imaginations were far too idealistic.
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