Rebirth of the Cannon Fodder in the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 101 - 101 101 Little Thing

?Chapter 101: Chapter 101 Little Thing Chapter 101: Chapter 101 Little Thing When they had finished collecting food and returned to the location of the honeycomb, the bees had also nearly completed moving their home.

Luo Ning took out the bamboo tubes they had made earlier and began to harvest the honey.

“I knew Little Ningning had a reason for having us make those bamboo tubes. I thought it was just for fun, but she had planned to use them for honey all along,” Chai Jing couldn’t help but sigh after Luo Ning taught everyone how to extract honey and put it into the tubes.

The others were also surprised, “Right, I thought Little Ningning was just playing with us.”

“Indeed, Little Ningning is always thinking ahead, a smooth operator.”

When they were making the bamboo tubes, they thought of it as play and a chance to get more camera time, but Luo Ning had already thought of using them for honey. Why was there such a big difference between people?

The trainees also expressed their admiration: “We need to learn more from Teacher Luo.”

The honeycomb was large and there was plenty of honey; each person received two tubes of honey.

The director said everyone could take it home to eat, wild honey is very nourishing, a real treat.

Everyone understood that this was compensation from the director for yesterday’s incident.

Otherwise, how could a usually tough director be so kind as to let them have an easy win today with Luo Ning and even let them take honey home?

After collecting the honey, everyone returned to the open area they had found earlier and began to make lunch.

The director and the rest of the production team also each collected two tubes of honey to take back with them.

After eating, they continued on their way, and Luo Ning led everyone to find their dinner.

The director had been keeping an eye on the live broadcast’s click rate and popularity.

He noticed that the viewership and engagement were actually lower when the guests had to forage for food by themselves than when they followed Luo Ning and easily won—and the difference was quite significant.

This puzzled him.

The assistant director thought about it and said, “It’s very possible that with other similar wilderness survival shows that are all about guest suffering, viewers have grown a bit tired of it.”

“Moreover, they don’t really know much about survival, so apart from watching them struggle, there aren’t many other highlights.”

“Now that the guests are just coasting along with Luo Ning, it brings something fresh and more interesting, so it’s naturally more popular.”

The director slapped his forehead, “Right, I really had it wrong before.”

What he wanted was high clicks, hot trends, and a booming show, not really to take delight in making the guests suffer.

Now that this approach was more popular, it was natural to continue in this way.

So, in the last few days, the director surprisingly didn’t find ways to torment everyone but instead let them all follow along with Luo Ning.

Everyone was a bit unaccustomed to this.

When had the director learned to start treating people well?

Was it really because of the guilt from last time that he wanted to compensate them? This also caused their resentment toward the director to have almost entirely disappeared.

In the following days, their survival on the deserted island was no longer miserable; it was like they were on vacation, and both guests and trainees were having a great time.

The viewers were also enjoying themselves, and Luo Ning’s popularity kept soaring. Coupled with Brother Fang’s efforts, her Weibo followers surged by tens of millions.

On the last night, everyone stayed up late chatting under the stars.

Just after going to bed and not long into the night, Luo Ning suddenly woke up to several pitiful, almost pleading sounds.

She opened her eyes, got up quickly, and headed towards the direction of the sounds.

A moment later, Lu Xun also opened his eyes, sat up, and looked in the direction where she had disappeared.

But this time he didn’t follow. He had heard the sounds too, which were nearby; Luo Ning could handle it on her own.

He had always known one thing: moderation is key.

He lay down and closed his eyes, but he kept listening to the noises coming from that direction.

Of course, aside from Luo Ning and Lu Xun, no one else heard that sound.

Luo Ning followed the sound, and saw a leopard biting a fist-sized sleeve monkey.

The tragic and pleading noise was coming from the sleeve monkey.

Without hesitation, Luo Ning fired the knife in her hand toward the leopard.

The leopard sensed danger and threw the sleeve monkey from its mouth, trying to dodge the knife.

However, Luo Ning had already calculated its evasive path, so the knife still hit its body.

The leopard, its fur standing on end, glared fiercely at Luo Ning but smartly and without hesitation, turned and ran away when it sensed danger again.

Luo Ning didn’t chase after it; she quickly walked over to the sleeve monkey and cradled it in her arms.

By then, the sleeve monkey was on its last breath. It plaintively called to Luo Ning, then raised its paw toward a leaf in the tree, calling out a few times.

Luo Ning roughly understood what it meant.

She reached out, pushed aside the tree leaf, and found an even smaller monkey curled underneath, its eyes still closed, apparently just born.

“Do you want me to take care of it for you?” Luo Ning asked the monkey in her hand.

The sleeve monkey called out with labored breath.

It knew it was about to die, and with its child newly born, it would not survive in the forest without it.

It did not sense any danger from this human; she had helped drive away the leopard and had severely hurt it, which gave it a sense of reliability.

And since it was Luo Ning who came after hearing the cry for help, the monkey had no choice but to entrust its child to her.

Luo Ning saw that its wounds were too deep, and its life force was fading fast; it was beyond saving.

It must have been discovered by the leopard just after giving birth.

When she heard the cry for help, the leopard had already bitten it.

She sighed, touched its head, and said, “Okay, I’ll take care of it from now on.”

The sleeve monkey struggled to nuzzle her palm, let out another low cry, then slowly turned its head to look at the little monkey under the leaves and, with reluctance, closed its eyes.

Luo Ning dug a hole, buried the sleeve monkey, and then burned a transcendence charm.

Only then did she carefully pick up the little monkey from under the leaves.

Though just born, the little one seemed to sense its mother’s departure and felt uneasy.

Luo Ning gently touched it with the tips of her fingers, soothing it.

She had a trace of spiritual energy on her, and the small monkey rubbed against her hand, even grabbing onto her index finger tightly with its paw, not letting go.

It also saw Luo Ning as a support.

Luo Ning had not expected to acquire a sleeve monkey in this place.

The sleeve monkey, also known as an Ink Monkey, is small, intelligent, and understands humans well, making it extremely rare and precious. It got its name from its ability to help its owner grind ink.

In the past, scholars and Feng Shui Masters liked to keep Ink Monkeys, first because of their rarity and spiritual nature, and second because they could help with grinding ink and handling paper, showing great dexterity.

Since she had promised the Monkey Mother, she would definitely raise this little Ink Monkey well.

She herself was very fond of such cute and spiritual little creatures.

Luo Ning did not go back immediately but found a kind of berry filled with nutritious juice.

She picked some and then returned with the little one in tow.