Chapter 12 A bet that guarantees profit without loss
She didn't know what she was thinking of, but there was a look of disgust on Mu Tao's face, "A contestant with a bad temper and a princess disease."
A big question mark appeared on the faces of the audience in Sanning's live broadcast room. Who is this talking about?
The audience in Mu Tao's live broadcast room also looked disgusted and posted comments complaining that in all their years of living, they had never seen a woman behave like this.
This character should not participate in Survival of the Wild Planet, but should go on a show to show off his wealth and a situational show where the butler and the master are in line with that person's core values and character.
Sanning, "...she is alone?"
"Um."
Mu Tao nodded, sensing something was wrong in the blink of an eye, "Ning Ning, you don't want to team up with her, do you?"
Sanning didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either. Instead, he said, "I don't like trouble, but we need people to work."
Mu Tao thought for two seconds and asked her, "Am I not enough to help you with your work?"
"Probably not enough."
The audience was confused and couldn't understand what she was going to do.
The same goes for Mu Tao. Sang Ning thought for a while and pointed to the cave and said, "What do you think of this cave?"
"Good."
Speaking, Mu Tao said with envy, "Ning Ning, you are so lucky. You found such a cave as soon as you came here. You don't even know how I spent yesterday and today. I didn't even feel sleepy. When it rained, I couldn't sleep."
Hard shower...”
He kept bashing and bashing, complaining about how miserable his life had been since he came to participate in this show.
Sang Ning listened patiently and waited until he finished speaking before saying, "This cave is good for living in for a short time, but not for a long time. I don't plan to quit midway. I want to build a house."
"Build, build what?"
Mu Tao suspected that he was hallucinating, so he plucked his ears and looked in disbelief.
The audience had almost the same expression, and even the two people in charge of communicating with Sang Ning Mu Tao looked at each other in disbelief.
"Lao Luo, your player said he wants to build a house."
Director Zhou’s face was expressionless, while Director Luo nodded and said, “She is right.”
Director Zhou felt extremely dizzy, "Has she studied architecture?"
The corner of Director Luo's mouth twitched. He was a fool. He didn't even have a formal academic degree. Architecture...
Sighing, he shook his head, "No."
Director Zhou patted him sympathetically and said, "You are quite pitiful for such a contestant."
Director Luo smiled and looked at him with teasing eyes and said, "You don't seem to be pitiful when you say that. Don't forget that your players are teaming up with mine."
As soon as these words came out, Director Zhou lost sympathy for Director Luo and began to sympathize with himself.
Are you saying that you can be an elite human contestant and kill everyone by yourself until the end of the show?
Why do you have to team up with someone out of the blue?
Forget it, why should we team up with Sanning, a primitive human being?
I can't understand.
Sighing, he said, "Do you think it's okay for me to persuade Mu Tao and Sang Ning to break up?"
"You can try."
Director Luo replied expressionlessly. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold back the depression in his heart and said, "You just don't like my players so much?"
"Not really, it's just that, as you know, she is a primitive human being."
Primitive humans are original sin, representing inferior genes in this world, and are beings discriminated against by all elite humans.
Thinking of the injustice that primitive humans have suffered over the years, Director Luo felt a sour feeling in his heart for some reason.
Not knowing what his thoughts and purposes were, he told Director Zhou, "Old Zhou, how about we make a bet."
"What to bet on?"
"I bet that my player Sang Ning can complete the three-year survival period and win the final victory."
"This is impossible."
"Isn't it possible that we won't know until later? Just tell us whether or not this bet will work."
"Do you have any gambling funds? If so, I'll do it."
"Yes, if Sanning wins the final victory, how about you give me a Xuan Bird, and vice versa?"
"make a deal."
You would be a fool not to make a bet that guarantees a profit without losing any money.
Director Zhou felt that he was not a fool, so he readily agreed to the bet.
Sang Ning had no idea that the two managers were betting on her. At this time, she was taking charcoal to write and draw on the floor of the cave, telling her plans for the future.
"I plan to build a house here. It has mountains, fresh water and is close to the sea."
"After three years of survival on the deserted star, I want to reach the end and get the final victory, for the bonus and for the livable star."
"The program team does not stipulate or limit the final method of winning. Even if I survive until the end, I will win."
"But you can't survive for a while, so I plan to install traps around the house. The purpose is not to hurt people, as long as there is nothing I can do."
"Besides that, I also want to enjoy life. e72 has sandstorms all year round. It's different here. The scenery is good, the air is good, and there's no annoying sand. There are inexhaustible raw materials, and these materials are enough
Let me, you and your future teammates live comfortably..."
Under the dancing firelight, her face was calm, and her voice was neither urgent nor slow, but clear and powerful. Listening to it made people feel full of power, and they subconsciously wanted to be convinced.
The audience listened with interest and felt that she was quite good at exploiting the loopholes of the program crew.
He was also very scheming, painting a pie-like picture of an impossible future, and deceiving Mu Tao into being fooled.
Of course, these are not the main point.
The point is that Mu Tao, a stupid person who doesn't look like an elite human being at all, was deceived.
He also seemed to have a discussion with her, speaking energetically and cheerfully.
In response to this, everyone’s expressions were like this (oyano).
"I, I feel that 238 is suitable for sales."
"I think she is very eloquent."
"Am I the only one interested in this house she's talking about that's made entirely of wood?"
"People with history majors came to report that history records that our ancestors did have houses built entirely of wood when they lived on Aquamarine. However, due to the loss of data and no relevant information, the matter of wooden houses has never been confirmed.
If No. 238 Sanning can really be built... Tsk, I can’t imagine how miserable the relevant professionals will be.”
"...The key is whether she can build it. I think this player Sang Ning is a bit evil. Maybe she can really succeed."
"I don't think so. This is just a clown trying to impress people. If she can build it, I'll call her daddy."
"You guys upstairs, please don't be so harsh. Before Xingxing lit up the lamp, he was so harsh. He said that if Sang Ning could drill wood and make fire successfully, he would call his father and donate money and materials. But as soon as he was determined, Sang Ning could drill wood and make fire successfully.
Then the stars lit up the lights, lost money and lost face, and it was a scene of large-scale social death."
"Indeed, you can't be too tough as a person. Your last tooth will break. I think Sang Ning can succeed."