This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

The guests huddled together and whispered among themselves.

Despite the production team's best efforts and methods, they were unable to eavesdrop on their conversation.

Very angry!

After a while.

The guests acted as if nothing had happened, some gathering firewood, others moving stones.

Soon, a simple "house" was built.

The stones and branches formed a circle, piled up to about half a person's height.

The boys' and girls' "rooms" are separate, and each person even has a separate room.

There's no way to sleep on the roof, so I'll have to sleep outdoors for the time being.

"It's fine if it doesn't rain, but what if it does..." Lu Anbo had just opened his mouth.

Rumbling--

A muffled rumble of thunder came from the sky.

Everyone's expression changed drastically!

"Bai Zi, shut your damn mouth!"

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

"Stop Stop! That's impolite of you!"

"..."

Finally, everyone asked Yunyue to come out and pray to God.

Others pray for rain, but Yunyue prays for no rain.

The thunder gradually subsided, and then even the dark clouds dispersed!

[Sister Yue! Speak up! You must be Heaven's favorite daughter, right??]

I initially thought this was a science-based survival reality show, but it turns out the ultimate science is metaphysics...

[My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream... I have no idea either, my legs just want to kneel down whenever I see Sister Yue!]

...

Director Cui had been on high alert for a long time, but when he saw that this group of guests, who were acting crazy and eccentric, were actually building houses obediently, he scratched his sparse hair.

"Could it be that these mischievous kids have reformed?" he muttered to himself.

Director Cheng sneered, "The child is silent; he's probably up to no good."

as predicted.

Before long, Gu Yan found the nearest camera position and said lazily, "Is the director here? I need help!"

Director Cui: "Are you sure you want to use this help opportunity?"

"determine."

"Please select the person you need help from and the problem you are asking for help with."

"I need help from the production team. I can't sleep on hay. Can you give me a mattress?"

"Hold on."

The production team held an emergency, brief meeting and then rejected Gu Yan's request.

"The mattress won't work; that's beyond what I need to ask for help with."

"Then I need a tent."

"Tents won't work either."

"How about a pillow?"

"A pillow is fine, we'll deliver one to you by drone now."

"Wait a minute..." Gu Yan suddenly changed his mind, "I don't want a pillow anymore. Get me a small barbecue, some seafood, and two whole-wheat drinks..."

Director Cui was completely bewildered: "Are you here for help or to make a wish? We're the production team, not turtles in a wishing well!"

"Look at you, what's the rush? I need instant noodles and water."

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you."

"Wait, wait, I've gotten over my hunger pangs and I don't want to eat anything anymore. I need to ask for something else..."

Director Cui's temper flared up: "Are you deliberately causing trouble, you brat?"

Director Cheng narrowed his eyes and pointed out the truth incisively:

"Are you trying to test the production team's limits on asking for help?"

Director Cui was startled.

Good grief, they were trying to outsmart him!

Gu Yan gave a thumbs up: "Director Cheng, when it comes to wisdom, you're the best!"

"Flattery won't work," Director Cheng said ruthlessly. "Think carefully about what you need help with before you come to us, otherwise it will be considered that you have given up your chance to seek help."

Gu Yan immediately became obedient.

Although the attempt to exploit the bug failed, it was probably enough to get the gist of it.

This time, the production team really went all out, completely blocking the avenue for requesting assistance with supplies.

Surviving for 72 hours becomes significantly more difficult, and living a high-quality life becomes even more challenging!