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Ruan Fuxi's words were pointed, and everyone understood the implication. It was obvious who had not contributed or put in any effort. Who else could it be but Meng Zhan?
Meng Zhan also caught on to Ruan Fuxi's meaning. His expression changed slightly, and he frowned as he said, "Xiao Xi, are you talking about me?"
Ruan Fuxi looked surprised. "Is there anyone else besides you?"
Meng Zhan's face darkened. "I want to take on tasks too. Seeing everyone working hard makes me feel guilty; I know I'm holding you all back. But my ankle is sprained, and I really can't get into the water."
His words hinted at Ruan Fuxi's aggressive tone.
Ruan Fuxi smirked, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Is that so? Are you sure your ankle is sprained?"
Meng Zhan didn't understand her intentions and simply nodded. "Of course, I have no reason to lie to everyone."
Ruan Fuxi nodded and then casually said, "There's a golden ring snake behind you."
Meng Zhan thought Ruan Fuxi was trying to trick him, testing whether he was really injured. So, with confidence, he turned his head—only to come face to face with the snake's raised head, hissing as it flicked its tongue.
In an instant, Meng Zhan's pupils dilated, and he forgot all about pretending; he jumped three feet high and bolted away.
"There's a snake!"
When he finally regained his composure, he found Ruan Fuxi and the other guests watching him with amused expressions.
"Your ankle seems fine now; you jumped pretty high," Han Feier remarked with a roll of her eyes.
Meng Zhan slowly turned his head back, still wanting to argue. "I was just startled; I instinctively forgot about my sprained ankle."
Han Feier watched him silently, as if saying, "Go on, keep making excuses."
【I told you Meng Zhan was faking it; avoiding tasks is really pathetic.】
【Who still believes he's a professional explorer? Let's see a few more like him.】
"Oh no, it's been exposed, hasn't it? You were just pretending."
"Sigh, I used to be a fan of him, but his performance has been so disappointing that I've lost interest."
At this moment, Wang Cheng began to echo Ruan Fuxi's words:
"That's right. For guests who haven't contributed to the team, they shouldn't enjoy the rewards that other guests have earned."
Han Feier glanced at Meng Zhan upon hearing this.
"Did you hear that? Don't eat the seafood we catch later."
Meng Zhan's expression darkened, but he said nothing further.
As night fell, the sky darkened.
The guests and staff gathered by the beach, with a roaring bonfire blazing in the center. The sea breeze gently brushed against them, illuminating everyone's faces.
Beside Ruan Fuxi sat Sheng Yanzhou and Ruan Xun. Han Feier looked at this scene and sighed silently.
She knew she wouldn't be able to take a seat next to Fuxi.
After pondering for a moment, she chose to sit directly opposite Ruan Fuxi.
Though she couldn't sit next to her, at least sitting across from her allowed her to see Fuxi's stunning face clearly.
Nearby, the program's team had invited renowned chefs who were busy preparing dishes, including the wave crab and king crab that Ruan Fuxi had brought along.
Of course, Meng Zhan wouldn't get any of it.
He could only watch while nibbling on the bread that the production team kindly provided.
At this moment, the director initiated an interaction with online viewers, no longer limiting it to just thirty minutes.
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