Chapter 271


    Isabe stomped her foot on the ground in frustration, utterly infuriated by the result.


    Why? Why despite giving it her all, she still couldn’t win over Xanthea? It had always been this


    way, and it seemed like it would always be. Or had she made a mistake in even trying to


    compete with her in the first ce?


    “Ah.”


    Exhausted, Xantheay sprawled on the artificial turf, squinting under the ring sun, and


    sighed in relief.


    That was exhausting. Winning had never been so tough!


    How much must Isabe resent her to be so relentless? Thankfully, a firm belief had always


    sustained her.


    As she pondered, that “belief” approached–a tall, imposing figure casting a shadow over her,


    blocking the sun.


    He was truly more radiant than the sun itself. Was he a reincarnation of Apollo perhaps?


    Orion bent down, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.


    Xanthea meant to protest about showing such affections in front of the cameras, but she couldn’t resist


    his focused, intense gaze, and found herself drowning in his tenderness.


    Orion gently dabbed the sparkling sweat from her flushed cheeks, his deep eyes brimming with


    compassion and a fervent desire to pull her into his arms and kiss her until they were both breathless.


    “Mr. Lockwood, I won!”


    “Yes, you’re the best,”


    “I’m sorry I didn’t trust you at first, I was wrong.” Guilt welled up in Xanthea’s eyes, “If I get another


    chance, I’ll definitely choose you!”


    Orion paused.


    Against the sunlight, Xanthea couldn’t see his expression clearly, but she sensed a passionate,


    profound emotion she couldn’t fullyprehend.


    He removed his microphone and said, “Xan, no matter how many times you choose wrongly, I’ll


    patiently wait for you to correct your


    answer.”


    Xanthea was stunned.


    Why did he sound so serious, as if they weren’t talking about the same thing?


    After a full day of training, assessments, and games, the guests were utterly exhausted, parched, and


    famished as the sun set.


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    “I’m dead beat. No more games, I can’t bear it.” Nelsony motionless on the ground while


    Rachel rubbed her empty stomach and sighed, “Me too, I’m so tired, hungry, and thirsty. I feel


    like I could faint any moment.”


    “Please, if I don’t eat or drink something soon, I’m going to die!”


    Martin pleaded with the production team, and both Isabe and Olivia felt too hungry and thirsty


    to even argue with Xanthea anymore. Xanthea hadn’t felt much before, but the intense physical


    exertion from the tag–tearing battle with Isabe left her desperately thirsty as well.


    The show director announced, “Everyone has worked hard today. The game part is now over,


    and you’re free to look for food, water, and rest. Of course, the cameras will continue to follow


    you!”


    “Finally, it’s over!” Nelson sat up abruptly, “But this is the middle of nowhere, where are we


    supposed to find food and water?”


    “You can use any resources you find on the ind.”


    Rachel chimed in, “I’ve seen past episodes where guests collected dew, spring water, or hunted


    wild chickens and rabbits for food, but this looks like a deserted ind with nothing in sight!”


    Xanthea pointed towards the distance, “There seems to be a river ahead, that’s our best shot.”