"It's raining again..."

At about ten o'clock in the evening, a burst of lightning and thunder drove the contestants back to the shelter.

At the same time, it is also a wake-up call for everyone.

It's the rainy season in the Maldives, and it's just a thundershower today, maybe there will be three or five days of long-term rain in the future.

Half a month has passed, and the members are not as physically strong as before, and if they continue to stay hungry in the shelter for a few days, there is a high chance that the players will be driven away.

They are all celebrities, and they all have their own lives.

Think about what kind of days they're out there.

Not to mention the flowers, at least there are friends, relatives, cold beer and food.

On one side is the colorful real world, and on the other side is the boring and arduous survival game.

The latter has only been more than ten days, and it is impossible to adapt and get used to it.

Bale could often be seen sitting alone somewhere during breaks, not talking or chatting, with dark eyes in their eyes.

This does not bode well.

In foreign single-player survival competitions, it takes a lot of time to select players.

Personal physical fitness, work experience, survival experience...

These, and not even the most important.

Players must be short of money and need prize money to save themselves or their families.

There must be brave men under heavy money, this sentence is very reasonable.

It's a joke that you let Wang Sicong participate in the survival competition, and letting the star join, to put it bluntly.

They are not short of money, and other purposes cannot support long-term persistence on this island.

Wu Jing has experienced it for half a month, and he already knows the general operation of winning, and the little fresh meat wants to persevere, but there are some things that they can't accomplish if they want to.

Without adequate food intake, people become weak, weak, impetuous, easily angry or depressed.

This situation will not be alleviated, but will get worse.

Then I started to wonder myself: why did I stay here after all this hard work, why did I go out, why didn't I reunite with my family and friends.

People are sometimes not so determined, especially when they have a choice.

Bell found the signs, and after chatting with Deye, they found the program team together.

If you want the game to last longer, you have to do something.

In the face of the suggestions of the two elders, the director team did not take it lightly, and invited them to come, in addition to professional explanations, but also to give some opinions.

And, looking at the weather forecast for the rest of the day, the rainy days will not end.

Now no one wants this competition to end early, and how long it can last.

So, I came up with this idea.

Tonight's rain is an opportunity.

Zila... Zila...

"The team that gets it before 12 o'clock tonight will receive an extra 100 grams of rice and a packet of mustard."

It's going to be a real life.

"Change, let's change."

"Can it be delivered right away?"

"Come on, come on."

Half of the six teams made a decision immediately, including Yang Tianwen.

He took out his bow and arrows.

It's a risky choice.

If you go on, you don't look at any prey, and you exchange the bow and arrow for food, there is no problem.

If a second wild boar is found, it is estimated that it will be scolded to death.

Fortunately, Lao Hu stood firmly behind Yang Tianwen to support him, as a star, he knew very well that no matter what decision he made, there would be dissatisfied voices on the Internet.

Others also understood it, and repeatedly emphasized that it was the team's decision.

Bang!

The explosion thundered and scared several people.

Wu Jing was glad that he had repaired the roof before, or he didn't know if he could withstand it, the rain was too heavy, and it was even bigger than "Don't fight, you can't beat people like this".

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I can't see the outside at all.

"The other teams are probably having a hard time tonight."

Lao Hu guessed right, even with a tarp, for such a level of heavy rain, it is not enough, and rainwater can splash in from anywhere except the roof.

I thought that the program team would wait until the rain stopped before sending the rice, but I didn't think that just after eleven o'clock, that is, an hour after the decision to exchange, the lights flickered outside from far to near.

"Hello, this is the five kilograms of rice you got in exchange, and the 100 grams plus mustard that came with it."

The two staff members in front of him were wearing raincoats, and their eyes were almost open.

In less than thirty seconds, the transaction is completed.

The six of them sat around the shelter, looking at the bag of white rice.

"Why do I feel so happy?"

"Me too."

"So, can you eat it now?"

Reba raised his head and looked at Yang Tianwen.

"Of course," Yang Tianwen said, "Isn't rice just for eating?"

Let's make porridge, don't we all want to drink rice soup."

Oh oh ... Cheers rang out, and several people immediately moved their heads.

When Yang Mi was washing rice, he accidentally slipped a few grains, squatted there, and picked them all up.

The water has been boiling, and as more than half a catty of rice is poured into the pot, everyone has a smile on their faces.

"The pot is big, so you have to stir it from time to time."

"Leave it to me." Wu Jing sat on the edge of the stove with a golden knife.

"The mustard is so fragrant!"

Reba on the side couldn't wait, and tore a small opening in the bag.

The program team is not stingy, and gives a pack of 200 grams, saving a little, and you can eat several meals.

Yang Tianwen leaned over and took a deep breath, the saliva in his mouth secreted frantically.

"Come, one for each person, taste first."

He knew the members couldn't wait.

Card rub, card rub...

The expressions of the people are similar to when they ate pork on the first day, the meat has been eaten for a few days, and it is a little greasy, and the crisp and refreshing mustard is invincible!

Similarly, Sparrow Chirp, Zhu Weiqiang, and Liu Tan are also doing the same thing.

There are only two teams left with no choice.

It was right to hand over the porridge to Wu Jing, but the others were reluctant to leave, staring at the steaming cauldron, a little unwilling.

The porridge in the pot is boiling, and they are not the same.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wu Jing took out a grain of rice from it, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

"It's cooked!"

Several people who had been impatient for a long time took bowls and lined up.

The porridge was a success.

The milky white and thick rice soup is steaming, the rice grains are somewhat boiled, Lao Hu holds the coconut shell in both hands, first sniffs deeply, and snorts along the edges...

When the rice soup entered the mouth, it was a little hot, and the taste buds tasted the familiar taste, and sure enough, the carbs could make people happy.

Yang Mi on the side took a bite of porridge, then another mouthful of porridge, continued to take a bite of porridge, then bit off a little bit of mustard, and stomped his feet happily.

Eating broadcasts, the audience often watches, either big fish and meat, or other rich food.

However, the footage in front of them still resonates with many people.

The contestants ate so deliciously.

So much so that many people went to boil porridge, but they couldn't empathize.

Perhaps only by living on a desert island for a while can you understand that the small things that you are usually used to and even neglected are also the source of happiness...

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