Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 646: This person deserves a slap in the face!

Chapter 646: Chapter 646: This person deserves a slap in the face!

Jiang Yan: "....."

Bloody green tea, get lost!

Regrettably, Jiang Yan had no choice but to crawl out of bed as well.

Although today’s temperature was a bit low, fortunately, the sunshine outside was splendid, and the wind was gentle, which felt quite comfortable.

After reluctantly washing up, Jiang Yan joined the small jogging group by the lake.

It was their last day on the island, and everyone’s mood had reached an unprecedentedly high level.

With no more competitors and no need to worry about supplies, and the weather being so nice, they might have just assumed the island was theirs if not for Young Master Gu lingering behind them.

At ten in the morning, the broadcast on their wristwatches chimed on time.

It was He Pingzhang’s voice.

"Congratulations to all of you for surviving to the last day. You are now all entitled to the Wilderness Survival production team’s prepared final gift pack."

"Oh ho!" Several people cheered.

The Wilderness Survival production team’s gift pack was nothing to scoff at, containing cash awards of one hundred thousand yuan as well as some resources, no wonder it attracted so many participants.

"But..." He Pingzhang’s voice changed, "the rules state that only one person can survive until the end on this island, and only one person can claim the Wilderness King’s reward. If you cannot decide on a victor in the end, then I’m sorry, but this prize will be revoked."

"The revolution is not yet a success, comrades, must continue to put effort!"

Right after He Pingzhang finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

The atmosphere in the barrage was also heavy.

[Damn, only one person can survive until the end? Isn’t this show’s production team too twisted?]

[My God, isn’t forcing them to fight each other even more cruel than competing with others?]

[Gu Yu won’t win in the end, right? Won’t the prize just go into the Gu Family’s pocket again?]

[I knew it! Why else would the Crown Prince of the Gu Family suddenly appear on this program? The goal was here all along! Typical capitalist!]

However, the silence among the few didn’t last for more than a few seconds before Shang Shuyue broke it, directly draping her arm over Bai Lu’s shoulder, giving her a wink, "Why think so much about that now? Let’s think about what to eat for lunch instead?"

"Exactly, exactly," Bai Lu nodded in agreement. "The director is just trying to mess with our heads on purpose, ignore him. Let’s eat what we want, drink what we want."

Jiang Li also flipped through his wristwatch, saying, "We have just over twenty thousand points left, probably only enough for one meal. I suggest we find our own ingredients for lunch and cook ourselves, then consider using up the rest for dinner."

"I agree." Jiang Cheng waved his crutch and said.

"There are a lot of coconut trees over there, I’ll go pick some coconuts!"

"I’ll go catch some fish then, there should still be plenty in the lake."

"Since there’s no one else on the island now, Jiang Cheng, come with me to the seashore to get some seafood."

"Me? Are you sure?"

...

The live broadcast room was filled with laughter and joy, not at all like a final showdown was about to take place.

[Whooo, they are really nice, completely unaffected.]

[They’re all angels wooooo, I so don’t want this program to end.]

[Can the production team make a group variety show, please? I’d pay to watch!]

People who were catching fish did that, and those picking fruits did that; they quickly dispersed in all directions.

Zhao Lang looked towards Jiang Li, who was still standing in place, and walked over.

"Don’t you have anything to say?"

Jiang Li tilted her head to look at him, "Should I say something? About this competition?"

"Yes."

She smiled slightly, "I’ve already got a plan. Mr. Gu, don’t worry. You won’t be at a disadvantage."

Zhao Lang’s lips curled up a bit, "But that’s not what I wanted to talk about."

"Then what is it?"

Zhao Lang leaned in close, speaking in a voice just for the two of them, "My watch will always be yours. Whenever you want it, just take it."

"Oh, including Pei Ye’s as well."

Pei Ye: "..."

So high and mighty.

So great.

Giving away my gifts to others. freēwēbnovel.com

...

Off-screen, Jin Siyue sipped his red wine thoughtfully as he watched the two share an intimate interaction.

He knew these two had an unusual relationship!

Otherwise, why was it buddha beads and wine bars before?

Thinking of this, Jin Siyue couldn’t help but recall the group that had gone to Chixia Village.

The computer at his side still had the files, and he opened the photos of Zhao Lang and the current Gu Yu once again.

Not just similar; they were identical.

Old Master’s play of crossing mountains and seas really was a joke.

If he wanted to stage a play, why cause such a fuss? And to involve a yokel!

With these thoughts, Jin Siyue picked up his phone and dialed a number, which was quickly answered by a husky male voice.

"Hello, Mr. Jin."

Jin Siyue raised an eyebrow, finishing off his last sip of wine, "Have you prepared the items I asked for?"

"The items are ready, but Younger President Jin, are you sure it’s alright to do this under Old Gu’s watchful eye? In case something happens..."

Jin Siyue became displeased, "In case what? Keep your mouth clean! That guy is nothing but a fake, dead or alive, it’s none of our damn business! Don’t worry, even if something were to happen, I have ways to clean up the mess. Send the goods over immediately, and if I don’t see them today, it’s you who’s as good as dead!"

With a "snap," Jin Siyue hung up the phone with disdain on his face.

Gu Yu, or rather, Zhao Lang.

Don’t think just because a sparrow lands on a branch, it becomes a true phoenix. Wherever you came from, I, Jin Siyue, can scatter your ashes back!

...

...

As the evening drew near, the remaining people on the island had successfully moved their chairs to the beach. They basked in the orange glow of the setting sun, enjoying the last precious moments.

Jiang Li used his final points to exchange for a feast of barbecue, setting up the grill where the sea couldn’t reach. Amidst the rising smoke, Jiang Yan, in his swim trunks and with a foxtail grass between his lips, grilled the meat.

Jiang Cheng clamored to help but was shooed away with a waving fan.

"Kids don’t know how to barbecue. If you overcook this meat, I’ll toss away your bamboo stick."

"Hey, Bai Lu, pass me the salt, would you?"

Bai Lu reluctantly handed over the salt with a sneer, "And here I am, treated like a servant by Young Master Jiang. Are you gonna pay me for this?"

Jiang Yan: "..."

"Hang on, isn’t that a double standard? Why is it that whatever Jiang Li asks you to do, you do without complaints, but when I need you to pass me the salt, you groan and moan?"

Bai Lu huffed, "Are you Jiang Li?"

"I..."

"That settles it."

After that, Bai Lu walked off with folded arms and then eagerly brought a plate of fruit over to Jiang Li.

In the end, it was Shang Shuyue who scooched over and brought new skewers next to Jiang Yan.

"Let me help you."

"Hey, I can’t pay you for this, you know."

Shang Shuyue: "..."

This guy sure knows how to run his mouth.