Joseph Grant had been following behind Quiana Sutton, thinking he was well-hidden, but Quiana had noticed him long ago. Still, since he didn't speak, she couldn't be bothered to acknowledge him either.
At this moment, she noticed that the color of the grass ahead seemed slightly different from the surrounding area. She found a branch and carefully lifted the grass to discover several bottles of water.
After carefully examining to ensure there were no traps, she took out the six bottles of water.
She took one for herself and placed the rest in a conspicuous spot nearby.
Joseph Grant had been incredibly thirsty for a while, and now Quiana Sutton was the first to find a water source. Despite feeling a little embarrassed, he stepped forward to grab a bottle of water.
He drank it all down in one gulp, "Gulp, gulp."
After drinking, he jogged to catch up with Quiana Sutton, calling out:
"Quiana Sutton."
She stopped and turned back, looking at him with a calm expression.
"What do you want to say?"
Joseph Grant looked at her, feeling a bit awkward. It was his first time apologizing to someone, and it took a while for him to find his voice:
"I'm not someone who can't differentiate right from wrong. You saved me, and I'm very grateful to you."
After a long pause, he finally spoke:
"Thank you."
After saying this, he didn't even notice that his ears had turned bright red.
He hadn't realized it, but the viewers of the live broadcast had all seen it.
[I never thought Joseph Grant was such an innocent pretty boy. Just talking to Quiana Sutton made his ears turn red?]
[Actually, a younger guy is quite shippable too.]
Joseph Grant's fans quickly clarified:
[My brother wouldn't form a CP with Quiana Sutton; he was just expressing gratitude purely. Please don't start CP rumors lightly.]
[By the way, don't just focus on forming CPs. Don't you feel that actually, Quiana Sutton is different from the legend?]
[How is she different?]
[She was the first to find the water source, but she didn't hand it directly to the other participants. She just placed it in a conspicuous spot, avoiding misunderstandings from us, the audience, while ensuring the other participants didn't feel too burdened emotionally. Her emotional intelligence is just too high.]
[Hmph, who knows if she's just acting.]
[Even if she's acting, she still caught a snake with her bare hands just now and saved Joseph Grant.]
[She must have known it wasn't poisonous to dare to catch it, deliberately trying to gain favor.]
Finally, a viewer couldn't stand it anymore.
[So what if she really knew it wasn't poisonous? There were other male guests present. Didn't they know? Why didn't they make a move and let Quiana Sutton act? You just can't bear to see someone excellent.]
[Yes, exactly, anyway, I won't speak ill of her anymore.]
...
Shen Yi was filming on set, and it wasn't until she finished her scene and took a break that she heard Quiana Sutton went to participate in a variety show today.
It seemed like online evaluations of her were on the rise.
She immediately called her agent, her tone not pleasant:
"How on earth are you managing things? You didn't even know Quiana Sutton was going to participate in a variety show?"
The agent was also helpless: "You know that Grace Sutton is always cautious in handling matters, and won't easily tell anyone. Moreover, who would have thought Quiana Sutton would participate in such a laborious and dangerous variety show?"
Shen Yi gritted her teeth: "Have you seen the current evaluation of Quiana Sutton online?"
"I have, but don't overthink it. Focus on filming your movie. As long as it blows up, your status will definitely surpass Quiana Sutton's."
Shen Yi clenched the phone, and the veins on the back of her hand were nearly popping out, barely keeping her composure.
This time, she's determined to put Quiana Sutton beneath her.
...
Time passed minute by minute as the sun gradually set in the west, casting a thin layer of red over the whole forest in the sunset.
In a city dominated by concrete, it was rare to see such pure beauty. After marveling at it, Ning Yang inevitably began to worry.
"We've already found food and a water source, but we haven't found a tent yet. Let's split up and look for one. It's almost evening, and if we still can't find a tent, we won't be able to sleep tonight."
In just one day, they had developed some camaraderie.
Everyone agreed with this proposal.
After nearly being bitten by a snake earlier, Joseph Grant was now extremely cautious walking alone.
He drew his Swiss army knife and held it carefully in his hand, inching along.
Fearing he would encounter some unknown creature he couldn't handle.
At this moment, Joseph Grant noticed a black mass not far away, thinking he was the first to find a tent, he eagerly rushed over.
Just as he was about to reach out, a loud breathing sound startled him and jolted him through and through. Ready to leave, the black mass suddenly opened its eyes, fierce and violent, with a beastly gaze fixed on him. For the first time, he realized that extreme fear leads to complete numbness.
He couldn't even call out the words "Help me."
With great difficulty, he pulled back his consciousness and let out a piercing scream:
"Help..."
This scream echoed throughout the forest, startling all the resting birds into flight.
The other five companions instinctively looked towards the source of the sound.
The production team also realized something was wrong and immediately deployed staff in the direction of Joseph Grant.
Joseph Grant's hand holding the Swiss army knife was trembling, and he kept retreating.
He finally realized how insignificant human power is in the face of a real beast.
He had only one thought in his mind: why did he come to this cursed reality show?
They promised there would be no life-threatening situations?
A roar echoed by his ear with each step he took, he felt his strength draining away.
Suddenly, he tripped over a stone and fell to the ground, feeling shattered and weak, even dropping the Swiss army knife to the side.
Just when he thought he was done for, a figure seemed to drop from the sky. Before he could react, she picked up the fallen army knife and thrust it into the eye of the wild boar. Blood spurted onto the person in front of him, as if she emerged from the gates of Hell, stepping over the flower of death.
Born into a military and political family, he'd always sneered at his grandfather's tales of iron and blood, wondering how swordplay could ever be appealing.
But today, after witnessing it firsthand, he changed his mind.
He stared blankly at Quiana Sutton coming to his rescue, forgetting to move for a moment.
Before he could react, she performed a stunning roundhouse kick, sending the wild boar flying and crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
It whined a few times, then fell silent.