Some people aren't human because they don't want to be human, and some people aren't human because they aren't human.
These words originated from the renowned Pokémon trainer, Mu Li.
At this moment, the seven members of “Wu Ha” looked at Wang Xiang with despair.
Waking people up in the middle of the night to jump into ice water—is that something a human could do?
Putting everything else aside, once they jumped into the water, could they even continue sleeping that night?
Mu Li just wanted to return to Arcanine’s warm embrace right now.
“Director Wang, we still want to drink the herbal tea,” Peng Xiaochang said, almost in tears.
For Peng Xiaochang, who had tasted the special herbal tea, to want to drink it again, it was clear how terrifying jumping into ice water was.
After all, while the process of drinking herbal tea was painful, it ultimately helped him improve his physical condition.
Peng Xiaochang had already felt the benefits the herbal tea brought him; at least his sleep problems had greatly improved.
Besides, a treehouse? Not even a dog would sleep there, alright?
How could sleeping in a treehouse be as comfortable as sleeping on Arcanine?
Mu Li wasn't worried about sleeping outdoors this time; he had brought two sleeping beasts—Arcanine and Snorlax.
Just imagine the feeling of sleeping on Snorlax's belly, embraced by Snorlax, or being covered by Arcanine's fiery fur. A bed? What's that?
But Wang Xiang was determined to make everyone jump into the ice water, as if his mind was made up.
“It’s all ready, we can’t waste it,” Wang Xiang said.
Everyone’s mouths twitched uncontrollably: “Can’t waste it… You’re not the one jumping in, are you?!”
Just as everyone was hesitating whether to accept the game, Mu Li’s eyes darted around, and he gritted his teeth, saying, “We need to discuss this.”
Wang Xiang impatiently waved his hand and said, “Anyway, you absolutely have to jump into this water.”
The seven people instantly formed a circle, covering their microphones.
“Brothers, do you want to jump into the ice water?” Mu Li asked, gritting his teeth.
“Of course not!” *6
“Brothers, dare we take a gamble?” Mu Li continued, gritting his teeth.
“Gamble? How?” Deng Fei asked, puzzled.
Mu Li took a deep breath: “Currently, it looks like three of us have to jump into the ice water anyway. Brothers, dare we make a bet? If we lose, all of us jump into the ice water! If we win, then none of us have to go into the water!”
Chichi’s eyes lit up: “Are you saying we bet with the production team?”
“Exactly!” Mu Li curled his lips into a cold smile. “We’ll bet directly on drinking herbal tea!”
“How do we compete?” Peng Xiaochang was also getting fed up.
“Have the production team send out seven people, 1v1, with just two drinks. Whoever drinks the herbal tea loses, best of seven wins four!” Mu Li’s smile at the corner of his mouth grew increasingly sinister.
Everyone couldn’t help but gasp. They all felt the ruthlessness in Mu Li’s scheme!
This was truly killing a thousand enemies while destroying a thousand of oneself!
“How ruthless!” Fan Yizhi couldn’t help but praise.
“This is an overt scheme!” Mu Li sneered. “How about it, brothers? Are we going to gamble? At worst, all seven of us jump in!”
“Let’s do it!” *6
The “Wu Ha” seven-person group reached a consensus and immediately dispersed.
“So? How was the discussion?” Wang Xiang sneered.
Chichi jumped out directly and shouted, “Director Wang, dare to make a bet?”
Wang Xiang raised an eyebrow, curious: “A bet? What are we betting on? Tell me.”
Chichi sneered and explained Mu Li’s plan from earlier: “It’s simple. There are 7 of us, and 7 of you. It’s 1v1, and we’ll compete by drinking herbal tea. Whoever drinks the herbal tea loses. Best of seven, win four. If we win, you jump in the water. If we lose, we all jump in the water.”
Wang Xiang’s brow furrowed slightly, seemingly weighing the deal: “Why should I agree to your bet? There’s no benefit for us if we win.”
Chichi raised an index finger and gently waved it at Wang Xiang, sneering, “Director Wang, clarify one thing: what we bet on isn’t about what you want, but about what we have!”
Wang Xiang sneered: “Interesting. In that case, I’ll agree to your request.”
Seeing Wang Xiang about to arrange people, Deng Fei suddenly said, “Director Wang, you won’t be one of these seven people, will you? If so, I’d look down on you.”
Wang Xiang’s gaze turned cold. He took a deep breath and finally said, “Alright, then I’ll also try the strategist’s approach of entering the fray myself.”
Chichi couldn’t help but roll his eyes and grumbled, “How shameless… Do you think you’re Zhuge Liang?”
Ten minutes later, two rows of people stood facing each other. In front of each of them was a cup containing an opaque drink of an unclear color.
“Come on, choose!” The first to appear was Peng Xiaochang.
Having already endured one round of herbal tea torment, he appeared fearless.
“Come on! Let the herbal tea come even more fiercely!” Peng Xiaochang roared hysterically, his eyes faintly red. Coupled with his current frenzied aura, he looked like a demon emerging from the abyss, exuding a heavy pressure.
The staff member opposite him, having never experienced such a thing, instinctively took a step back, intimidated by Peng Xiaochang’s aura.
“Cowards are not qualified to win!” Peng Xiaochang revealed a demonic sneer, a smile that seemed capable of freezing one's soul and suffocating them.
He calmly picked up the cup in front of him, smiled faintly, and drank it all in one gulp.
“Coward… hehe…” The next moment, Peng Xiaochang’s smile froze directly on his face. “How could this be… This water is poisoned…”
The remaining six members of “Wu Ha” couldn’t help but sigh in unison.
Wang Xiang couldn’t help but sneer, “Is that all? Hehe, come on, drag him out; don’t let him embarrass himself here.”
Three staff members appeared, picked up Peng Xiaochang’s “corpse,” and casually threw him by the side of the pool like trash.
The six looked at each other and again huddled together.
“To summarize, don’t talk too much nonsense, and don’t act too pretentious, otherwise you’re likely to incur divine wrath,” Mu Li analyzed.
“Exactly, it’s better to be low-key,” Chichi agreed.
…
The six dispersed again, and Deng Fei immediately stepped forward.
“Hmph! Watch me, your humble servant, how I shall deal with you rebels and traitors!” Deng Fei began to walk in theatrical steps, making “thump-thump” sound effects with his mouth.
Mu Li’s brow furrowed. Just as he was about to stop him, Chichi held him back.
“Wait, let him mess around. Perhaps there will be unexpected gains,” Chichi said in a deep voice.
Mu Li was startled, then agreed, “You have a point.”
Wang Xiang, however, urged, “Don’t dawdle, choose quickly.”
Deng Fei completely ignored him, continuing to chant and walk his theatrical steps, occasionally making gestures with his hands.
“Good move!” Wang Qin nodded in praise. “What a brilliant way to deflect and evade, not only effectively disrupting the opponent’s tactical deployment but also making it impossible for the opponent to grasp our action strategy, thereby gaining the initiative. Truly worthy of Fei Ge.”
Mu Li couldn’t help but roll his eyes: “You should flatter him when he’s actually present, alright?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Fei took a small jump, arrived in front of the cup, and shouted loudly, “Hmph! I choose…”
