A straight man transmigrates into an ABO world and upgrades his beauty by pretending to be an Alpha.

Two cameramen followed him and filmed him the whole way. Shen Ruoyun was bored and kept talking to herself.

As she walked, observing the surrounding terrain, Shen Ruoyun suddenly stopped.

“Listen…” Shen Ruoyun said softly, holding her breath. A very faint sound came from the room: “There is the sound of water.”

Shen Ruoyun quietly walked towards the sound of water, with the cameraman following closely behind, the camera steadily pointed at him.

Shen Ruojun stepped aside and pointed to the plants at her feet.

"This is an Arisaema, with three leaves. The long one in the middle is its flower, also known as the spathe."

The cameraman immediately turned the camera around and gave the green plant a close-up shot.

"However, this is poisonous, so please don't touch it."

Shen Ruojun carefully avoided it, reached out and brushed aside a leaf, revealing a clear stream in front of her.

Shen Ruoyun smiled slightly, squatted down, scooped up some water with her hand, and looked at it. "It's quite clean. We can process it and drink it."

As he spoke, he began searching for a suitable Rong Xiao; he thought he had seen bamboo when he passed by earlier.

Shen Ruoyun turned around and walked back a short distance, quickly finding several thick bamboo sections.

He pulled out his knife and found a bamboo stalk that was neither too big nor too small.

Shen Ruojun started using a knife to chop, and after a long time, she finally managed to cut off both ends. She did this several times.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and subconsciously licked his dry lips.

The cameraman held the camera almost right up to Shen Ruoyun's face.

Under the high-definition lens, the fine hairs on the pores of her fair skin are clearly visible.

After much effort, they managed to make a simple bamboo tube, then returned to the stream and filled it with water.

The cameraman asked curiously, "Are you just going to drink it like this?"

Shen Ruoyun shook his head. "It needs to be cooked a bit more." He looked around for dry branches and stones, intending to build a simple stove.

"In this situation, try not to drink unboiled water. The bacteria and microorganisms in it pose an invisible threat to the human body. If you get sick, you're doomed."

Shen Ruoyun plopped down on a rock, picked up an empty bamboo tube, and started scraping the surface with a knife.

"The outer skin of bamboo is rich in oil, and the scraped shavings are an excellent material for starting a fire later."

A slightly jarring sound rang out rhythmically in the quiet woods, subtly stimulating the nerves in one's brain.

Shen Ruoyun carefully collected the bamboo shavings, and after a day of observation, she figured it wouldn't rain for the time being.

He shook his hand, glanced at the cameraman in front of him, and suddenly reached out his hand to him.

The cameraman didn't know what he was going to do and just stood there motionless.

Shen Ruoyun touched his neck with her fingertips, and could faintly feel a slight pulling sensation on his skin.

"This is a leech, which is very common in places like this." As she spoke, she placed the still frantically wriggling leech on the back of her hand so that the cameraman could get a clearer shot.

When the cameraman saw this thing, the thought that it had been torn from his body made his hair stand on end and a chill run down his neck.

"It's not a big deal if you get bitten by it, but its secretions have an anticoagulant effect, so the wound will bleed continuously after you get bitten."

Of course, it is also a traditional Chinese medicine that can treat blood stasis, bruises, swelling, and pain.

Shen Ruoyun slightly bent her index finger and immediately flicked the leech away.

"So we have to build the shelter as high as possible, not only to prevent moisture but also to keep out some snakes and insects."

Shen Ruojun gathered some materials nearby and prepared to start making a fire by friction.

"Everyone is familiar with making fire by friction. It looks simple, but it's not as easy to succeed as you might imagine."

The drill rod is harder than the drill board; if you don't know much about wood, you can test it with your fingernail.

As she spoke, she demonstrated it in front of the camera, showing a crescent-shaped nail imprint on the diamond plate.

"This level of hardness is about right." He then cut one side of the drill rod into a cone shape and reached out to untie his shoelaces.

"If you rub it with your hands, the success rate is generally quite low."

Shen Ruoyun tied the shoelaces to the drill rod, making a simple bow-shaped tool.

He placed the drill rod vertically in the small groove of the drill plate.

One hand holds a stone pressing down on the top of the drill rod, while the other hand holds a bow made of shoelaces, pulling it back and forth quickly.

"This repeated friction generates heat and sparks, which will eventually ignite the fire," he explained as he quickened his movements.

The cameraman stared intently, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, seemingly even more nervous than Shen Ruoyun.

A short while later, a wisp of smoke rose up, and Shen Ruoyun quickly brought over the bamboo shavings she had prepared in advance and gently blew on them.

A small flame flared up, and he quickly added dry branches, gradually increasing the fire's size.

While the water was boiling, Shen Ruojun began to look for materials to build a shelter.

He selected several sturdy tree branches, propped them up against the big tree, and then secured them with vines.

To prevent rain, Shen Ruoyun used large leaves to cover the shelf as a roof.

At this moment, the water boiled. Shen Ruoyun moved the bamboo tube away from the fire, let it cool slightly, and then drank a few mouthfuls.

As darkness fell, the shelter was basically completed.

The temperature difference between night and day is quite large, and the environment here is very humid.

He needs to dry his clothes in the oven, otherwise he'll easily get sick.

They gathered a lot of firewood nearby, cleared away the surrounding area, and created a small isolation zone.

Shen Ruoyun picked up some stones and built a barrier to keep the ground dry before moving the fire onto it.

Then they built a small shelter with leaves to cover the fire, so that even if it rained, there shouldn't be any problem.

He climbed into the shelter and laid out some soft leaves as a bed.

The two cameramen took out food and water and started eating in front of Shen Ruojun.

The sound of chewing was amplified infinitely in the quiet night, subtly stimulating Shen Ruojun's nerves.

Because she had just arrived here and everything was in a rush, Shen Ruoyun hadn't had time to find something to eat yet.

But now that it's dark, wandering around in the woods is very dangerous; no one can guarantee that there won't be any wild animals lurking around.

At this point, all you can do is shut down your five senses and focus on avoiding what you see and don't want to be bothered by.

He reached into his coat, buried his face in the collar, and his stomach growled twice.

Shen Ruoyun swallowed subconsciously and closed her eyes tightly.

The images of the meals Lin Yanshu had made for him flashed through his mind, and he scratched his cheek in annoyance.

Thinking back to that grass carp weighing over eight pounds a few days ago, I felt a bit resentful.

Damn! He didn't get a single bite.

As I pondered these thoughts, sleepiness gradually crept in, and I soon drifted off to sleep.

In the shot, Shen Ruoyun is lying on her side with her body slightly arched; this appearance alone is enough to melt anyone's heart.