Steve gulped down the entire coconut in one go, letting out a long breath afterward.
Drinking the coconut milk helped Steve regain some of his strength.
"Huh, Chris was injured and had to withdraw," Steve suddenly blurted out, shocking everyone around him.
Chris quit? How could that be? She was their survival expert.
She quit—what would happen to the remaining people now?
How was she injured?
Before anyone could ask, Steve began recounting the events.
As Steve explained, the expressions of the group shifted, from worry to fear, then to tension, and finally, to a sense of relief.
"That's what happened. Chris was too badly injured to continue, so she had no choice but to withdraw."
After hearing Steve's story, everyone fell silent. They had never wanted an accident to occur, but now that it had, there was nothing they could do except accept it.
But now that Chris was gone, how long could the remaining people hold out?
It wasn't that they were underestimating themselves or lacked confidence, but the truth was, they were all star artists with no survival experience whatsoever.
Forget about hunting or finding food—they wouldn't even recognize wild vegetables if they were placed in front of them.
If they relied solely on seafood, they'd be dealing with stomach problems within days.
And in the wild, if you had a stomach ache, there was little to do except quit.
Since quitting seemed inevitable, did it even make sense to keep pushing forward?
At this point, it might be better to...
Steve looked around at the depressed faces of his companions and said, "Everyone, cheer up. Even though Chris is gone, we can't give up so easily.
If not for anything else, we owe it to those who are supporting us and to Chris. We must persevere.
I don't know what your plans are, but I promised Chris that I'd stick it out until the very end, no matter what."
This was Steve's true conviction. He didn't want to quit. Even though he could easily make a name for himself by leaving, thanks to the system and his experience from his past life, this program was his best opportunity to gain attention. It could save him time and avoid many unnecessary detours.
"I'll stay with you," Jarvis suddenly said.
As soon as she spoke, she seemed to realize how ambiguous her words sounded. Her face flushed slightly, and she quickly turned her head, silent afterward.
Mina's eyes flickered with surprise as she glanced at Jarvis. Clearly, she hadn't expected Jarvis to express such an interest in Steve.
Although it wasn't explicitly stated, anyone with common sense could understand what was being implied.
However, it wasn't that surprising. After all, who wouldn't be drawn to Steve? He was a good man, and Mina thought it was worth competing for him.
She then turned her attention to Steve and spoke firmly, "I won't give up either. I'll stay with you until the end."
Kevin and Peng Peng exchanged a look, as if silently asking if they were unnecessary in this situation.
Jarvis stared at Mina and narrowed her eyes.
The two women locked gazes, and it felt as though a spark of tension had ignited between them.
As the two women made their declarations, the live broadcast room exploded.
"Wow, wow! This is so exciting—two women fighting for the same man? It's so obvious!"
"Is this a clear competition? Will there be a fight? I'm so looking forward to it."
"I don't get it, what's so special about Steve? Why are two goddesses like Jarvis and Mina so interested in him?"
"Steve's my role model now. From now on, I'll hang a poster of him above my bed to bring me good luck in love."
"Brother, could your bad luck with women be because you're ugly?"
"Could it be that Steve has some hidden talent we don't know about?"
"How long is it? Is it longer than mine?"
"Stop bragging. Your wife told me your thing is too small to even use for picking your teeth."
"It's only been one day, and he's already won over two women. If it lasts a month, will they both have children?"
"The remaining Lulu and Xiaoai must hang on! Don't let that guy Steve get away with it."
The live stream was full of lively comments, but the atmosphere in the shelter grew awkward.
Steve glanced between the two women and suddenly felt a headache coming on.
He hadn't expected to become so popular. But if the two of them actually started fighting, that would be an even bigger problem.
So, Steve quickly changed the subject.
"Uh, Kevin, can you come over here and help me change the bandages?"
Both of his hands were injured, and it was a bit inconvenient for him to do it himself.
Kevin looked at Steve's hands, wrapped tightly in bandages, with a helpless expression.
After thinking for a moment, Kevin spoke up directly: "Steve, you really don't need to wrap your small wounds this tightly. As long as they don't get wet, they should heal by tomorrow morning."
Steve blinked in surprise. "My wounds will be healed by tomorrow morning? Kevin, do you have some misunderstanding here?"
Kevin nodded confidently. "Misunderstanding? There's no misunderstanding. By tomorrow noon at the latest. Be a man, be strong. This little injury is nothing."
Kevin really wanted to help Steve break this habit of overreacting to minor injuries, so he spoke bluntly. After all, Kevin wasn't one to sugarcoat things, which was why he often found himself in the middle of debates with the young fans who followed the handsome stars.
"Huh? Steve, where did you get all these bandages and potions?" Peng Peng asked, staring at the items Steve had pulled out with wide eyes.
When Peng Peng spoke up, the others noticed the plastic bag Steve had taken out, which contained the medicine and bandages.
The group's expressions shifted immediately. If someone brought in items without permission, not only would they be forced to withdraw from the program, but their team would also face penalties.
"What's this? Oh, it's a reward from the program team," Steve replied casually.
The others froze. "A reward?"
"Yeah, because I saved Mina and Chris, the program team gave me two rolls of bandages and a bottle of potion to treat the wound on my hands."
Kevin hesitated for a moment, then looked at Steve with a serious expression. "Brother, using these things on your minor injury is a bit of a waste."
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