Translator: _Min_
The live audience was astounded by the events unfolding.
[Could this woman reallyâ¦]
[WTF, is she seriously building a wooden hut???]
[Was she a carpenter before?]
[Clearly not. Sheâs proficient in everything she does, to a numbing degree.]
Ning Luoyao was dumbfounded: ââ¦Iâ
The viewers watching the live broadcast fell silent too:
The director contemplated shifting the shooting location, perhaps to a deserted island in the Southern Empty Sea, leaving Si Fuqing there alone.
The assistant director caught on to his thoughts, âI think if you leave her there for a month, Miss Si might build you a city.â The director was astonished: âI?!!â
She is playing a construction game, isnât she?!
The director was astonished: âI?!!â
She is playing a construction game, isnât she?!
âLetâs hurry over,â Yuan Heping urged, âor we wonât have a place to sleep tonight.â
Qi Shuning frowned slightly, reluctantly joining in.
As soon as her hand touched the wood, a splinter pierced her skin.
In pain, but unwilling to fall behind Si Fuqing, especially after seeing how casual Su Fiquing looked, she began to work.
The cameras were all filming, and they all focused on Si Fuqing, the audience becoming increasingly numb to her capabilities.
[Sheâs so strong⦠She even made a nest for Little Bai.]
[Si Fuqingâs survival skills are too impressive. What has she been through? Iâm so curious.]
[A quick fact check: the notorious Zuo family of Lin City adopted Qingqing but always mistreated her. After the old masterâs death, they became even worse.]
[My heart aches for her. A tough beauty in real life. I must become her fan, or else Iâm not even human.]
âAll done,â Si Fuqing said, dusting off her hands. Yaoyao, you sleep here. Iâll take the spot next to you.â
Ning Luoyao held a piece of wood, looking lost.
She hadnât contributed much.
Si Fuqing, rotating the hammer in her hand, offered, âTeacher Shen, let me help.â
Shen Xiuwen, wiping sweat from her brow, smiled gratefully, âThank you so much.â
She sighed inwardly.
This child must have endured a lot in the past.
Watching Si Fuqing help Shen Xiuwen and Yuan Heping, then starting a bonfire to rest, Qi Shuning couldnât help but speak up, âIsnât she being unfairly partial? She could have helped us too.â
In todayâs fast-paced world, only a dedicated few manage to find the tranquility and time to watch live broadcasts from start to finish. These loyal fans, often with ample free time at their disposal, are the ones who diligently follow the show from dawn till dusk.
The majority of netizens, however, prefer to consume the content in its final, edited form.
Qi Shuning could imagine the amount of screen time Si Fuqing would get in the first episode.
More screen time meant more fans, especially for Great Xia Empireâs first survival show with the backing of Great Xia TV.
The showâs airing would surely skyrocket Si Fuqingâs fanbase.
Xu Jianian, tying logs with a rope, said calmly, âTeacher Yuan and Teacher Shen are both in their sixties. Itâs natural to help them. Weâre young and strong. Should an 18-year-old girl be helping us? That would be embarrassing.â
Qi Shuning paused, then didnât say anything more.
Finally, looking at her lopsided tent, her already bad mood worsened.
She had only eaten cold vegetables and was now famished.
Si Fuqing, on the other hand, was grilling leftover chicken breast to make snacks.
The aroma tantalized Qi Shuning, who regretted her earlier claim of being a vegetarian.
Qi Shuningâs fans noticed.
[Shuning is so pitiful. Si Fuqing could have helped her.]
[? Why should she? If you canât handle survival, why join? Are we supposed to feed you too?]
[Just practice more. Youâre on a survival show, donât be so delicate.]
[Hmm, what is Qi Shuning so pretentious, she seems so different from when sheâs hosting.]
At ten oâclock, when the tents were finally up, the live broadcast ended.
It would resume at seven in the morning.
Si Fuqing placed Little Bai in a doghouse at the door and crawled into her self-built hut.
She scattered some specially made cinnabar powder around the area to ward off the numerous insects and pests.
At one in the morning, someone came to visit. Jiang Changfeng entered, âThey prepared a wooden hut?â
âOh,â Si Fuqing responded nonchalantly, âI built it myself.â
Jiang Changfeng:
Typical ofyou.
âYou said your gaming pod was broken. I asked the elders,â Jiang Changfeng informed her. âItâs too late now. The quotas were distributed at the beginning of the year. I have an extra gaming helmet, but it definitely wonât suffice..â