Chapter 337: Consider the Consequences Before Taking Actions on Her (2)
Translator: _Min_
Qi Shuning smiled lightly, her voice soft yet clear, “After all, Director Qu is the top director in Great Xia.”
[In fact, one can easily discern true Imowledge. Si Fuqing merely commented on the lovely scenery, while Qi Shuning, with her background as a host, effortlessly recited poetry.]
[I’ve heard a rumor that Director Qu is making a comeback, and he has a new script in his hands!]
[Really?! Ever since the ‘Great Demon King’ retired, he hasn’t written any scripts. With ‘God’s Right Hand’ before and Qu Lingyun after, could it be that Yun Lan is truly making a return?]
[It might be a search for new talent. Qi Shuning studied abroad for a year, didn’t she? She’s a junior of Director Qu. I hope the program team can probe her for some news about Qu Lingyun.]
The first day was relatively easy for the six guests, as the main task was to familiarize themselves with the terrain.
They returned to the camp a little past five.
Si Fuqing and Ning Luoyao earned seven points, almost claiming all the available scores.
The other three teams received pitifully little food in comparison.
“This definitely won’t be enough,” Si Fuqing mused, stroking her chin. “I’ll go catch some more chickens.”
Her movements were swift, and she soon returned with four chickens. The director, after a long silence, asked, “How many chickens did you release?” The site coordinator, taken aback, replied, “About… a dozen or so?”
“What kind of chickens did you buy? They’re too easy to catch,” the director grumbled, his head throbbing. “Go get some faster ones, and maybe a few geese!”
Geese were known for their aggressive nature, and he doubted Si Fuqing could catch them as easily.
Perhaps they might even chase her around, creating an amusing spectacle.
Ning Luoyao, who had watched Si Fuqing roast chicken at noon, tried her hand at it as well, with Xu Jianian and others lending a helping hand.
Soon, four roasted chickens were ready.
Si Fuqing began to distribute the chicken legs.
When she offered one to Qi Shuning, she refused, “Thank you, but I’m a vegetarian.”
[Qi Shuning has always been a vegetarian. Why would Si Fuqing offer her a chicken leg? Was it deliberate?]
[That… seems a bit scheming.]
[I really can’t understand. Yes, Qi Shuning graduated from Great Xia University in broadcasting, but she’s never independently hosted a program. Why does
Qingqing need to know her? Who is she, anyway?]
Si Fuqing casually handed the chicken leg to Xu Jianian behind her.
Xu Jianian, without hesitation, accepted it, his gaze towards her deepening.
Yuan Heping ate with great delight, “Fuqing, how did you make this sauce? It tastes even better than what I’ve had in barbecue restaurants.”
“It’s made with a lot of ingredients,” Si Fuqing replied, resting her chin on her hand. “I’ll send the recipe to you later. It’s a bit hard to find some of the ingredients, though. Send me your address, and I’ll mail a bag to you.”
Having been frequently injured and spending a lot of time outdoors, she had specially made this sauce, which included several medicinal herbs.
“That would be great,” Yuan Heping beamed. “Let’s add each other on WeChat before our phones are taken away.”
Shen Xiuwen teased him, “You really are getting old, always looking to taking advantage of the young lady.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Yuan Heping was unashamed. “If I had something good, I would definitely think of Fuqing.”
The conversation among the group continued to revolve around Si Fuqing.
Qi Shuning, eating her cold mixed wild herbs, seemed to lose her appetite and went out for a walk.
After dinner, as the sun set, the assistant director approached, clapping his hands to gather attention. “Everyone, rest up well. Tomorrow, we officially begin the survival challenge. First, hand over all your belongings, especially food. Even compressed biscuits are not allowed.”
Soon, the staff collected all the hidden food from the guests.
Ning Luoyao’s stash of snacks covered the ground: pork pies, chocolate pastries, chips, cola… a whole assortment.
Xu Jianian couldn’t help but laugh, “Aren’t you worried about your agent scolding you for eating all this?”
Ning Luoyao, near tears, replied, “Survival consumes a lot of energy, right? I thought I could eat a bit more.”
But now, everything was gone.
Si Fuqing had left her luggage with Shang Lu, bringing only bedding and daily necessities.
“Our Teacher Si truly understands that we’re here to survive,” the assistant director remarked, noting the absence of food in her belongings. As he spoke, he pulled out from her bag… a dog.
[An unexpected turn of events…]
[Dog: I’m not human, but you’re the real dog here, dragging me into your survival game.]
Si Fuqing nonchalantly took Little Bai and placed it in the large pocket of her jacket, “Don’t worry, assistant director. It’s only the size of a palm. Once its fur is removed, it barely has any meat, not enough for me to eat.”
The assistant director was speechless.
[Poor Qingqing, now with an extra mouth to feed.]
[What breed is this dog? It looks a bit like a Pomeranian, but with its short legs, it also resembles a Corgi.]
[I’m not sure, but it’s really cute. Look at its fluffy fur and those purple eyes!]
“Fuqing, your dog is really adorable,” Yuan Heping commented, stroking Little Bai’s head. “Such a breed must be pricey, right?”
At the mention of this, Si Fuqing clenched her fist slightly, “If Teacher Yuan wants it, I’ll sell it to you for a cent.”
Yuan Heping waved his hand, “I was just making conversation.”
Little Bai proudly wagged its tail, dressed in a small skirt, as if aware of its own charm.
Indeed a pretty little fairy.
Xu Jianian paused, “It understands what we’re saying?”
“Yes, it does,” Si Fuqing replied casually. “It can even write Chinese characters.”
[Wait, that seems a bit exaggerated.]
[Stop exaggerating. Focus on surviving. You’ll surely gain a lot of fans.]
“Here, in this primitive village, the environment is well-preserved,” Yuan Heping observed, looking around. “The production team has really put in effort. The only place with internet signal is our accommodation. Once we step out during the day, we’ll be like ancient people.”
Si Fuqing knew this wasn’t just any primitive tribe but the secluded sanctuary of the Miracle Doctor Alliance.
The Miracle Doctor Alliance had chosen their location wisely. No wonder there were no historical records of them, historians believed that it existed only to idolize Emperor Yin .
She took out her phone and found Jiang Changfeng’s contact.
[Primitive village?]
[Jiang Changfeng]: .
[Jiang Changfeng]: You could say that.
On one hand, the Miracle Doctor Alliance rarely interacted with the outside world, and few ventured into their territory.
On the other hand, the Alliance’s leaders were engrossed in playing “Eternity,” a holographic game.
Primitive yet not, advanced yet not quite—quite an oddity.
Si Fuqing contacted Shang Lu and sent another message to Jiang Changfeng. [I had someone send Ningning some good ingredients. Remember to move them over.]
[Jiang Changfeng]: .
He regretted intercepting her in the alley and uttering “Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand.’
Now, he was at her mercy, reduced to a mere errand runner.
Jiang Changfeng replied with a “Received, ” pulled his hoodie over his head, and left.
As darkness enveloped the forest after sunset, the production team had set up street lights, pulling several lines through the area.
Meanwhile, under the arrangements of Zuo Xianyu, Zuo Zonghe arrived in Southern State.
“Mr. Zuo, this is the place,” the guide said. “Ahead is the Great Xia TV camp. They all stay in tents at night, surrounded by guards from the Great Xia Escort Agency. But it’s still possible to sneak in.”
“Good,” Zuo Zonghe narrowed his eyes. “I heard there’s a medicine seller here. First, find a way to knock her out. Don’t worry about the money; you’ll be paid well.”
Last time, in a drunken stupor, he had underestimated Si Fuqing’s skills. Sneaking into her room at night, he was overpowered and ended up in the hospital.
He couldn’t afford to make such a foolish mistake again..
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