Chapter 354


    The weekend rolled around once more, ushering in the second live broadcast of the hit show, “Country


    Comfort,” nestled in the picturesque Harmony Point vige.


    Mirabe, as per her usual, was decked out in sporty gear, and toplement her, Leo rocked a


    matching athletic outfit. The tall and lean siblings stood side by side, oozing coolness with a vibe that


    screamed ‘camera–ready. Of course, Mirabe’s ck face mask added an aura of mystery, drawing


    even more attention than her brother.


    By half–past nine, they arrived at the set, joining the trio fromst week’s episode–Hans, Gabriel and


    Heather–who were all present and ounted for.


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    The show was now streaming live. Greetings were exchanged briskly as the host wasted no time


    revealing the morning’s task. Soon, the crew hauled out four bushel baskets.


    Catching sight of the baskets, Hans quipped, “For some reason, these baskets remind me ofst week


    when Juztin’s sister was chasing chickens around.”


    A wry smile tugged at the corner of Mirabe’s lips, cued by Hans‘ remark.


    The host chuckled at Hans‘ observation. “You’re not wrong, Hans. Same baskets, but today they’ve got


    a different purpose.”


    Heather faced the camera and let out an exaggerated sigh, “Looks like we’re in for another day of


    shenanigans courtesy of the showrunners.”


    Gabriel chimed in with two words, “No doubt.”


    “Pretending I didn’t hear that,” the host yfully snorted and then pulled waterproof overalls from the


    baskets. “Alrighty, here’s the deal for this morning’s task.”


    Hans sauntered over, dead serious. “What are these? Wetsuits?”


    [LOL, wetsuits. I can see the host’s face cracking.]


    [Hans‘ banter is legendary.]


    [The host thinks: My life is too hard.]


    Regainingposure, the host shot Hans a re before continuing, “Correct, these are for going into


    the water, not diving…oops, I mean, they’re waterproof overalls. For this morning’s challenge, you will


    don these overalls and harvest lotus roots from the pond. The first team to fill their basket wins.”


    Hans spread his hands. “Alrighty, this task is tougher thanst week’s chicken ordeal. The show really


    isn’t satisfied until they’ve put us through the wringer, huh?”


    The host locked eyes with him silently, then purposefully ced thergest basket in front of Hans.


    “Congrattions, you yed yourself.”


    Hans was stunned.


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    [LOL, the host is holding a grundge.]


    [Hans: Why must I always tempt fate with my smart mouth?]


    Before long, the teams were suited up in their waterproof gear, and with a seasoned lotus root farmer


    leading the way, they trekked to a sprawling lotus pond. On the water’s edge, four small boats awaited,


    designated for the camera crew.


    Before the challenge officially kicked off, everyone spent a good while learning the art of lotus root


    harvesting from the farmer, then split off into their respective teams.


    Mirabe twisted her long ponytail into a tidy bun, pulled her mask up, and turned to Leo, “Got the hang


    of it yet?”


    Leo nodded, though even if he hadn’t, he’d im he had. The chicken debacle from thest episode


    had already provided enough fodder for the fans. He couldn’t afford to be the weak link in this lotus root


    digging challenge.


    As if she hadn’t seen his nod, Mirabe said in an unruffled tone, “No worries if you haven’t. Just follow


    me and hold the basket.” She had long since epted Leo’s ‘good at nothing‘ approach to tasks.


    Leo remained silent. A little respect for your brother, maybe?