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I also plan to change locations and set up the tent with Miss Ruan. Although Meng Zhan appeared more professional, it was thanks to Ruan Fuxi that he was able to be rescued in time after losing contact. Therefore, Lin Yunqing trusted her judgment.
As for Han Fei'er, Ruan Xun, and Sheng Yanzhou, they were already standing by Ruan Fuxi's side. Seeing this, Meng Zhan wondered what he was holding onto alone, so he followed suit. "Alright, let's move to a different spot."
Shi Lili seemed a bit dissatisfied; she knew that if she didn't follow along, she would be left here alone. After thinking it over, she decided to stick with them. She certainly didn't have the courage to spend the night by herself.
Ruan Fuxi looked at the sky and then walked in a certain direction. She stopped in front of a grove of windbreak trees. "Let's set up camp here. It can provide some protection from the wind and is cooler than other places. Plus, there's enough space for us to pitch our tents."
No one else had any objections. After a day filled with parachuting and gathering, they were all exhausted and just wanted to finish setting up the tents and get some rest.
The guests took out the tents provided by the production team and began to set them up earnestly. As Ruan Fuxi laid down her tent and hadn’t started yet, Ruan Xun and Sheng Yanzhou had already approached her.
"Xiao Xi Jie, let me help you set it up."
"Xiao Xi, you take a break; I’ll do it."
The two voices rang out simultaneously. Ruan Xun and Sheng Yanzhou exchanged a glance before quickly looking away, the air thick with an almost palpable tension.
Ruan Fuxi helplessly rubbed her forehead. "No need; you both set up your own tents."
She unfolded the inner tent and opened the tent poles, placing them on the ground. Seeing this, Ruan Xun and Sheng Yanzhou each got busy with their own tents.
Just as Ruan Fuxi finished setting up her tent, she heard complaints echoing around her.
"What kind of tent did the production team give me? The poles are all crooked!" Han Fei'er fumed as she glared at the tent pole in her hands.
Looking around, she noticed that the other tents were no better. Some had patched-up rainfly seams, while others had thin, worn-out ground mats. In short, none of them were in good condition. The only exception was Ruan Fuxi's tent, which was exquisite and sturdy, clearly a high-quality product.
Shirley, who retained memories from a past life, knew that among the tents provided by the production team, only the top-ranked contestant received a good one; the rest were all defective.
At that moment, the staff members explained with cheerful smiles, "Due to limited supplies when distributing tents, only the guests with the highest points can use these tents. The others will have to settle for these defective ones. However, you can exchange two points for a better tent."
After hearing this, Han Fei'er stared at her shabby tent in silence for a moment before finally unable to hold back her frustration. "The production team really doesn't care about us!"
"Hahaha, Han Fei'er is so straightforward; she just cursed right in front of the cameras!"
"Am I the only one feeling sorry for these handsome guys and beautiful girls? If you don't mind, you can come sleep at my place; meals and accommodation are on me!"
"The production team is really ruthless towards these contestants, but I love watching it."
At this point, Shirley rolled her eyes and said with a troubled expression, "None of us have any points right now. I owe the production team two points because I had an instructor during my parachute jump. How can we exchange for a tent?"
Then she seemingly suggested with understanding, "Didn’t Little Xi say that there will be strong sea winds tonight? These defective tents might not withstand it; having a proper tent would be safer."
Han Fei'er crossed her arms and muttered under her breath, "Isn't that just stating the obvious?"
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