Chapter 257: The Unpopular Little Mermaid Becomes the Group’s Favorite (2)

Chapter 257: The Unpopular Little Mermaid Becomes the Group's Favorite (2)

Above the ice, Song Chuyi saw a huge dark shadow with something in its mouth.

It seemed to be a fish.

As dusk fell and darkness crept in, he could barely see through the thick ice.

He tapped the ice and murmured, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

"The ice is too thick; I can't reach it."

After speaking, he looked up and saw only dimness in the distance.

There were seven people participating in this survival reality show, including him—three men and three women.

They were paired off, leaving him as the odd one out.

Song Chuyi was curious about how everyone else was surviving under such harsh conditions. Surely, they weren't just surviving by licking ice, right?

He flicked his tail, the sound echoing as it hit the ice.

Below the ice, Qing Yuan watched the little mermaid impatiently swishing its tail and slowly blinked his eyes.

He quickly ate the freshly caught fish and turned his gaze to the little mermaid above the ice.

It was so small.

Such a tiny thing, and its impatience posed no threat at all.

It needed to be taken care of first.

With this thought, Qing Yuan plunged back into the deep sea and soon returned with a bounty of fish.

He gazed intently at the little mermaid, slowly eating his catch.

His appetite had grown.

He finished in one meal what would have lasted two days.

Qing Yuan flicked his tail, and the water beneath the ice surged.

The huge dark shadow loomed, radiating an aura of fear.

A hundred miles away from where Song Chuyi was, there was an ice island.

The other contestants were on that ice island. Though they had prepared mentally for this survival reality show, no one had expected the environment to be so harsh.

The place was covered in ice. Though there was no immediate danger, food was scarce.

If not for the pack of compressed biscuits the show provided, they might have starved to death.

As the six gathered, someone asked, "Has anyone seen Song Chuyi around?"

No one answered.

After a long pause, someone finally replied, "Maybe he died."

They had already signed a life-and-death waiver before entering this place.

It could even be said that each of them was desperate before coming to this show, and their existence was merely for the amusement of others.

But as long as they survived and made it to the end, they could get what they wanted.

Although the six of them were gathered together, none of them lowered their guard.

This survival game tested not only their ability to survive but also their humanity.

At this moment, the group had no idea that Song Chuyi, a hundred miles away, was already considering whether to take a bite out of his own fish tail.

Even though it was his tail, it still had the word "fish" in it, so maybe it was edible?

He touched his fish tail and tentatively gave it a squeeze.

Hmm... it hurt a little.

"Never mind," he muttered.

He looked up at the sky, his delicate little face showing a pitiful look of grievance.

"I'm hungry."

He knew that the invisible cameras were live-streaming his current predicament to the audience.

So, acting a little pitiful was allowed, right?

In Song Chuyi's live stream, dozens of viewers were buzzing with activity.

"Is it just me, or does he seem to have gotten even better-looking?"

"Wuwu, the little mermaid baby is so pitiful, being left by the show on the ice. I would have frozen to death."

"Why hasn't the baby gone to look for food yet?"

"Didn't you hear him say he's hungry? He must be too starved to move."

"What should we do about it then?"

"Didn't the show say you can exchange donations for supplies? Like 10,000 donations for a dollar's worth of supplies."

"Blood-sucking producers!"

"User 2323 donated 1000 live coins."

"User I'm Not a Fish donated 1000 live coins."

…………

Donations kept popping up in the live stream, and the dozens of viewers quickly gathered 20,000 in donations.

A small tycoon donated 10,000 and even requested expedited service.

Thus, on the ice, a two-dollar pack of compressed biscuits was dropped in front of Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi picked up the pack of compressed biscuits, guessed what had happened, and gave a sweet smile.

"Thanks, everyone."

"I'll make it up to you all~"

He tore open the wrapper and devoured the entire compressed biscuit.

The biscuit gave him a bit of his strength back.

His fish tail grew stronger, slamming against the ice and sending shards flying.

Down below the ice, Qing Yuan let out a burp.

He peered curiously at the little creature above the ice.

The little creature looked stronger.

What was he up to?

His huge eyes locked onto Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi zeroed in on a spot and hammered it with his fish tail.

After a while, he managed to smash a small hole in the thick ice.

The hole was just fist-sized, and it looked like it could easily get clogged.

A shadowy figure moved beneath the ice.

Night fell, swallowing Song Chuyi in darkness.

The live stream's viewer count dropped even further.

Song Chuyi had no idea what was happening outside.

He leaned in close to the fist-sized hole and grinned, asking:

"You wanna eat me or something?"

His voice carried through the ice to Qing Yuan.

Qing Yuan blinked, taking his time.

He didn't quite get what the little guy was saying.

His voice had a nice ring to it.

Qing Yuan's ears itched, and he twitched them.

He swam up to the little hole and let out a breath.

The gust nearly blew Song Chuyi over, but he caught his balance just in time.

"What've you been eating?"

Song Chuyi complained.

"Ugh, smells like fish."

Then it hit him—Qing Yuan had been under the ice forever; he must've found something to eat. That fishy smell? There had to be fish down there.

His eyes gleamed faintly, "Can you give me a small fish?"

Qing Yuan couldn't understand what the little creature on the ice was saying, but he could sense the sweet scent emanating from it.

So fragrant.

I want to eat.

Qing Yuan swallowed his saliva, a flicker of confusion crossing his mind.

Despite having just eaten a lot of food, why did he still feel hungry?

Puzzled, he plunged into the deep sea and hunted some more food.

Driven by that sweetness, Qing Yuan began to enjoy his meal again.

He appeared ravenous, eating and eating until the food reached his throat, yet he still kept stuffing it into his mouth.

Finally, his body couldn't take it anymore, and the large fish burst forth.

The small fish eaten by the big fish were squeezed and suddenly flew out, passing through the small round hole and landing with a splash on the ice.

"Wow!" Song Chuyi exclaimed, giving a thumbs up to Qing Yuan under the ice, "You're so smart!"

He had been worried that Qing Yuan wouldn't understand him.

Apparently, he could understand.

It seemed he would have fish to eat.

Song Chuyi decided to stay put.

Although the ice was cold, he wouldn't have to forage for food himself; he could simply wait for the antagonist to provide.