i unlocked beast language and became a bigshot after my rebirth

Chapter 199: An Impending Downpour

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jing MO took up the cooking, crafting dishes that were a feast for the senses. The delicious aroma tempted even Tian Mei’s deepest cravings, drawing her nearer. “It smells so good.”

But the others simply ignored Tian Mei. Mistaking their silence for consent, she eagerly awaited someone to serve her a plate. Yet, as everyone finished their meal, she remained overlooked.

“You’re all too much, just eating away and ignoring me! This is simply outrageous!” Tears welled up in Tian Mei’s eyes once again.

“Tian Mei, I’ve said it before. If you want to eat, you have to work for it. Expecting us to serve you when you haven’t lifted a finger is downright delusional,” Xu Zhi retorted coldly.

Regret washed over Xu Zhi. He wished he could ask himself why he had ever bothered to help Tian Mei with her luggage when they disembarked.

“Xu Zhi, how dare you talk to me like that! I wanted to help, but you were too cruel when handling the rabbit. And Jing MO, plucking that chicken, it reeked! Zhou Lian and Xia Xin were making such a mess with the fire, and Lu Shi didn’t do anything, so why did he get to eat?” Tian Mei protested.

“Do you see these side dishes? Those mushrooms and the fruits, as well as the bamboo shoots, were all provided by your teammate,” Zhou Lian said, pointing to the food in the bowls.

“You’ve done nothing. Since you claim you rescued animals, there should be a record of that. Even if the cameraman wasn’t following you, you had a recorder on you, right?” Zhou Lian pressed.

“I forgot! And besides, in such an emergency, who has the time to start a recorder? My heart just breaks at the sight of injured animals,” Tian Mei defended herself.

“If you didn’t do it, then you didn’t do it. Tian Mei, your behavior is contemptible. Even if what you’re saying is true, please enlighten me. What exactly did you use to help these injured animals? I recall your luggage lacked anything practical,” Xu Zhi questioned.

“You can’t accuse me like that. You’re being extremely unfair!” Tian Mei argued.

[Can Tian Mei switch up her script? She keeps saying they’re being too much, and it’s getting on my nerves.]

[She’s becoming more and more unbearable. Can’t the production team replace her?]

[She’s obviously slacking off, yet claims she’s been completing tasks.]

[No, I’m filing a complaint!]

After cleaning up, everyone settled down for a rest. The midday sun was blazing, not an ideal time for tasks.

Xia Xin was awoken shortly after by Drumstick tugging at her trousers. She sat up, looking at Drumstick with mild annoyance. “What is it, Drumstick? Is there something you need?”

“Master, there’s a massive storm coming!” Drumstick warned.

‘A storm?’ Xia Xin was taken aback and glanced at her spacious tent. ‘It should withstand a heavy downpour. Xu Zhi and Zhou Lian also had a basic tent. They should be fine. But Lu Shi and Tian Mei only had hammocks, so they might end up crowding in. No can do! I don’t want to share my space with Tian Mei.’

With that in mind, Xia Xin quickly flung open the tent flap, observing the sky’s ominous clouds. Indeed, there were signs of an imminent downpour. She approached Zhou Lian’s tent, calling out, “Zhou Lian! Wake up!”

Zhou Lian, groggy from sleep, roused at the sound of her name. Just stepping out of her tent, she too noticed the weather turning. She remarked, “Looks like we’re in for a heavy rain, huh?”

Nodding, Xia Xin suggested, “Why don’t you bunk with me and give your small tent to Tian Mei?”

Instantly grasping Xia Xin’s intent, Zhou Lian knew if the rain poured down, Tian Mei might barge into the tent, and Xia Xin wouldn’t be able to turn her away. Hence, Xia Xin had come to Zhou Lian before the storm hit.

“Sure, no problem,” Zhou Lian agreed, quickly packing her belongings and transferring them to Xia Xin’s tent.

“Your tent is quite spacious, and it even fits into a backpack!” Zhou Lian admired upon entering.

Zhou Lian’s commotion roused the others from their slumber.

Xia Xin shared her plan with Jing MO, asking, “Would you mind bunking with

Xu Zhi?”

Chapter 199: An Impending Downpour

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jing MO took up the cooking, crafting dishes that were a feast for the senses. The delicious aroma tempted even Tian Mei’s deepest cravings, drawing her nearer. “It smells so good.”

But the others simply ignored Tian Mei. Mistaking their silence for consent, she eagerly awaited someone to serve her a plate. Yet, as everyone finished their meal, she remained overlooked.

“You’re all too much, just eating away and ignoring me! This is simply outrageous!” Tears welled up in Tian Mei’s eyes once again.

“Tian Mei, I’ve said it before. If you want to eat, you have to work for it. Expecting us to serve you when you haven’t lifted a finger is downright delusional,” Xu Zhi retorted coldly.

Regret washed over Xu Zhi. He wished he could ask himself why he had ever bothered to help Tian Mei with her luggage when they disembarked.

“Xu Zhi, how dare you talk to me like that! I wanted to help, but you were too cruel when handling the rabbit. And Jing MO, plucking that chicken, it reeked! Zhou Lian and Xia Xin were making such a mess with the fire, and Lu Shi didn’t do anything, so why did he get to eat?” Tian Mei protested.

“Do you see these side dishes? Those mushrooms and the fruits, as well as the bamboo shoots, were all provided by your teammate,” Zhou Lian said, pointing to the food in the bowls.

“You’ve done nothing. Since you claim you rescued animals, there should be a record of that. Even if the cameraman wasn’t following you, you had a recorder on you, right?” Zhou Lian pressed.

“I forgot! And besides, in such an emergency, who has the time to start a recorder? My heart just breaks at the sight of injured animals,” Tian Mei defended herself.

“If you didn’t do it, then you didn’t do it. Tian Mei, your behavior is contemptible. Even if what you’re saying is true, please enlighten me. What exactly did you use to help these injured animals? I recall your luggage lacked anything practical,” Xu Zhi questioned.

“You can’t accuse me like that. You’re being extremely unfair!” Tian Mei argued.

[Can Tian Mei switch up her script? She keeps saying they’re being too much, and it’s getting on my nerves.]

[She’s becoming more and more unbearable. Can’t the production team replace her?]

[She’s obviously slacking off, yet claims she’s been completing tasks.]

[No, I’m filing a complaint!]

After cleaning up, everyone settled down for a rest. The midday sun was blazing, not an ideal time for tasks.

Xia Xin was awoken shortly after by Drumstick tugging at her trousers. She sat up, looking at Drumstick with mild annoyance. “What is it, Drumstick? Is there something you need?”

“Master, there’s a massive storm coming!” Drumstick warned.

‘A storm?’ Xia Xin was taken aback and glanced at her spacious tent. ‘It should withstand a heavy downpour. Xu Zhi and Zhou Lian also had a basic tent. They should be fine. But Lu Shi and Tian Mei only had hammocks, so they might end up crowding in. No can do! I don’t want to share my space with Tian Mei.’

With that in mind, Xia Xin quickly flung open the tent flap, observing the sky’s ominous clouds. Indeed, there were signs of an imminent downpour. She approached Zhou Lian’s tent, calling out, “Zhou Lian! Wake up!”

Zhou Lian, groggy from sleep, roused at the sound of her name. Just stepping out of her tent, she too noticed the weather turning. She remarked, “Looks like we’re in for a heavy rain, huh?”

Nodding, Xia Xin suggested, “Why don’t you bunk with me and give your small tent to Tian Mei?”

Instantly grasping Xia Xin’s intent, Zhou Lian knew if the rain poured down, Tian Mei might barge into the tent, and Xia Xin wouldn’t be able to turn her away. Hence, Xia Xin had come to Zhou Lian before the storm hit.

“Sure, no problem,” Zhou Lian agreed, quickly packing her belongings and transferring them to Xia Xin’s tent.

“Your tent is quite spacious, and it even fits into a backpack!” Zhou Lian admired upon entering.

Zhou Lian’s commotion roused the others from their slumber.

Xia Xin shared her plan with Jing MO, asking, “Would you mind bunking with

Xu Zhi?”