Chapter 72 I Can't Stay in This Livestream for Another Minute!!
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Faced with these two drama queens, even their fans hadn't expected this approach.
It was too wild!
The sudden audacity caught them off guard.
Their speed in sending barrage messages slowed down considerably, with some not even processing it at first.
By the time they reacted, the barrage had already exploded.
"I reflect, what kind of bizarre streamers are my idols?"
"Little Dumas, why are you so skilled? Could it be you've played this kind of 'play' many times in private? No! I don't believe it!"
"What's up? Men are boys until they die, understand? I'm not saying who's envious."
"How could anyone be envious? How could it be!!! Oh, it's me, I'm envious tat"
Many viewers sitting in front of their computers and phones shed envious tears.
Who wouldn't want a friend who could keep up with their dramatic moods anytime?
Seeing this, Bear Grylls found it incredibly absurd.
During the filming of his shows, the crew always kept their distance and had no contact with him.
Engaging in such playful banter while surviving would never happen.
It was more about a solitary struggle against nature.
Therefore, seeing their interaction, Bear Grylls couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.
Fortunately, the director quickly switched the screen.
Envious heart, trembling hand, it didn't stop when they saw the next group of contestants.
An orange-red coconut crab smoked on a stone slab, its body facing upwards, clearly cooked to perfection.
Its giant legs were torn open, revealing white flesh inside, more than that of an ordinary hairy crab!
Xiao Mei and Mu Zi sat around the campfire, each holding a crab leg, devouring it with gusto.
"Mmm! Delicious! Crabs are best steamed!"
"Actually, I think braised is also good, it's just a shame there are no seasonings..."
Xiao Mei said, looking with some regret at the deceased coconut crab in front of her.
Speaking of which, she felt a bit thirsty and took a big gulp from the coconut beside her.
"Ah... satisfying."
"Mmm... refreshing!"
Mu Zi took a large bite of crab meat and picked up her coconut.
"Here's to you, Xiao Mei. Although we have no wine now, we have coconuts. This is our 'housewarming' feast. Cheers!"
"Cheers!!!"
The two girls chatted and laughed, clinking their coconuts together, a symbol of their friendship.
Sunshine, beach, sea...
What the hell was this if not a vacation?
Perhaps knowing it would cause widespread indignation, the director quickly switched to the next contestant.
Upon a closer look.
Damn! Why were they eating again?!
The perfectly roasted rabbit meat, its smoky aroma seemed to permeate through the screen.
The rabbit, impaled on the fire, was constantly turned by Yao.
Golden oil dripped from it into the fire, sizzling.
The criss-cross cuts on its surface gleamed faintly under the sun, revealing the tender, succulent meat within.
Just looking at the rabbit being roasted made one's mouth water.
Yao then took the rabbit off the fire and tore off chunks of meat.
A piece of rabbit meat, with crispy skin and tender flesh.
Just watching Yao take a bite made the viewers swallow hard.
Lele even felt like overturning the table.
"I really want to say, I can't stay in this studio for a single day!"
She said, puffing out her cheeks like a pufferfish.
Glancing at the time, it was eleven in the morning.
What were they waiting for?
Lele tapped the table.
"Director, hungry, want food!"
Who could resist this move of hers?
The viewers in the livestream immediately overturned tables, expressing their anger through lively barrages.
"Order takeout, order takeout! Where can I buy coconut crabs? Roasted rabbit is fine too!"
"Did I come to the wrong place? Is this an eating show? Is the food this good in wilderness survival? Is that normal?"
"Damn! I don't want to see them eat, it's infuriating! Cry for me!!!"
"I can't stay in this livestream for a day! Does the director provide food?!"
"Director, hungry, want food!"
"Director, hungry, want food!"
From complaints and grumbles to a collective barrage of messages.
It only took a second or two.
Lin Yang looked at the main livestream and couldn't help but sigh.
"The world is ultimately ruled by the Fu family."
His hands, however, didn't stop. He was copy-pasting.
On the barrage of the computer screen in front of him appeared a message.
"Director, hungry, want food!"
They were protesting through the livestream's barrage.
But the next second.
On the screen, Pi Pi's post-production appeared again.
"The director rejects your request and has locked in a bowl of luosifen."
In the bottom right corner of this post-production text was a chibi-style old man sitting on a small stool, slurping noodles.
What?
Can you tolerate this?
"Protest! I want to report, the director is abusing viewers."
"Can you tolerate this? Brothers, charge! Let's take down the director together, and slurp luosifen together!"
"Damn!!! Glad I ate early, otherwise I would have been tempted by you guys."
"I'm different. I'm taking my girlfriend out for a seafood feast right now. Here's a rocket to console everyone."
"You in front, don't be too much, how can you put me, a single dog, in this position?"
The barrage in the livestream was exceptionally lively.
Even though many people were saying they wouldn't stay in this livestream, the traffic actually increased.
Rockets, planes, and various small gifts kept coming.
Looking at this scene, Lin Yang felt a sense of emotion.
In most livestreams, the focus is on the contestants and streamers.
When did the director start getting challenged?
This competition was truly outrageous!
Yet, this was a competition organized by Shark Official, with many top streamers participating.
They were either on a deserted island or lying in the hospital.
Want to watch the livestream? Sure, come watch the competition.
Don't want to watch? Then goodbye!
The competition was genuinely absurd, but it had its own foundation, making the audience grind their teeth, yet find it hard to disengage.
An hour passed, and the streamers on the deserted island had all eaten a pleasant or simple lunch.
The viewers in the livestream had also eaten their meals early, their bellies full.
The director switched the screen.
Zhou Niannian had finished processing all the wild boar meat and was waiting for Jiang Fan to return for dinner.
"Really, if he doesn't come back soon, I'll just cook it myself."
Her stomach growled, and her irritability intensified. She had mentally complained about Jiang Fan countless times.
The quiet camp, the quiet livestream, made many who suddenly saw the switched screen feel unaccustomed.
Just as they were about to ask if they were having a cold war and unwilling to see each other.
They saw Jiang Fan return carrying an object, filled with various wild fruits and an assortment of grasses.
The object seemed to be a bamboo strip he had temporarily woven, somewhat rough.
But what caught more attention were the two broken bamboo pieces in Jiang Fan's left hand.
Their curved shape...
Zhou Niannian hadn't reacted yet when she saw Jiang Fan walk up to her and raise his hand.
"Your bow."