As the saying goes, each profession has its own specialization. 

When this group of people first gathered, they didn’t know much about each other. Their biggest understanding of each other was just which planet they were from. But after they got to know each other, especially after entering the new zone, they discovered that everyone’s expertise or talent was very useful, and nothing was wasted. 

For example, strong and powerful men like Ron and Flynn were completely responsible for building houses, leveling the ground, and laying foundations. As for Su Ge and a few other women, along with men like Meng, Glaki, and Sela who weren’t good at physical labor, they were responsible for clearing and farming. 

The two areas were not far apart, so they could see what the other side was doing just by straightening up. 

Because they had too much nutrient solution at the time of exchange, they exchanged many items like hoes and winnowing baskets. Basically, everyone had one. From the perspective of the live broadcast, all they could see was a group of people in colorful school uniforms, each holding a hoe, digging away on a large piece of land. That scene was truly… 

At first, the aliens didn’t find using the hoe method effective, so they weren’t very enthusiastic. It seemed very laborious when they tried to hoe the ground, and after more than an hour, they had only dug a small patch. 

“Su Ge, I don’t think this tool works well. I feel like I can’t move it at all. I might as well use a wooden stick to pry,” said Zigmadar, who was very strong, as he found Su Ge during a break and immediately began to voice his opinion, pointing to the area he had dug. 

Sure enough, it was a shallow pit, and it looked quite uneven, as if a dog had gnawed at it. 

Moreover, Zigmadar’s pit was the deepest among the pits dug by the men working on the foundation. If his pit looked like this, one could only imagine how unsightly the others pits were. 

Su Ge stood in front of the shallow pit, hands resting on the hoe handle, looking very puzzled at the pit. This just didn’t make sense… 

She had already dug a small piece of land herself, and she had dug very deep. How did it turn out like this for the aliens? Could it be that the tool didn’t suit the soil here? 

Although Su Ge wasn’t an expert at farming, she was definitely more skilled than these aliens who had never done it before. She circled the pit but found no problem. In the end, she had to try it herself to see if the land here was unusually hard, otherwise, why would there be such a big difference? 

Su Ge stood on the ground, legs firmly planted, and raised the hoe high in her hands and dug it into the ground. 

All the aliens standing around watching seemed to move in unison, as if following a choreographed routine. They all turned their heads simultaneously as Su Ge lifted the hoe high, and then followed its plunge into the ground— 

Then, they saw the deep imprint left by Su Ge’s hoe in the soil. As Su Ge pushed the hoe handle forward, they saw the hoe flip up a large clump of soil from the deep imprint, revealing a not-so-shallow pit in the ground. 

Immediately, Su Ge repeated the same action as before, and another pit appeared next to the first one, with similar depth and breadth. 

After digging continuously for a while, each pit looked almost the same, with no exceptions. Su Ge stopped and said objectively, “There’s nothing wrong with this land. I feel like it’s your problem.” 

Indeed, it was a human problem. Even without Su Ge mentioning it, just by observing the pits on the ground, one could discern that it was undoubtedly a human issue. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be such a significant contrast. 

“I think your hoe must be better…” Zigmadar was also quite aggrieved. He had clearly put in effort too, so why couldn’t he dig anything out? 

Su Ge: … 

She handed her hoe to Zigmadar. “Alright, you try using mine.” 

It’s all the same thing; could it really produce different results in my hands? 

As she thought this, she watched Zigmadar dig. 

She saw him casually spreading his legs apart, loosely gripping the hoe, and then digging down. Sure enough, only a shallow mark appeared on the ground, not even a pit was dug… 

After watching Zigmadar dig a few times and before Su Ge could speak, Rong Shi suddenly spoke up, “I know where our problem lies.” 

Everyone turned to look at Rong Shi. A perplexed expression adorned each face as Rong Shi approached Zigmadar. Standing about a meter apart from him, parallel, he mimicked Su Ge’s movements. His feet were about sixty to seventy centimeters apart, aiming for a stable stance. Then, he said to Zigmadar, “Let’s dig together.” 

Zigmadar looked confused but nodded anyway. 

At this moment, everyone standing there couldn’t see any difference, but the moment the two of them started digging simultaneously, everyone immediately noticed the distinction. 

When Rong Shi raised the hoe high above his head and exerted force to bring it down, a deep imprint appeared on the ground. And because his strength was greater than Su Ge’s, this imprint was deeper. Then, mimicking Su Ge’s actions, Rong Shi pushed the hoe handle upwards, and a deep pit appeared on the ground. 

Looking at Zigmadar, his pit was still shallow, as if he had barely broken the surface. 

No pain, no gain. Zigmadar looked at the pit dug by Rong Shi and exclaimed, “How did you do that? Were you hiding your strength just now? How did you do it!” 

At this point, almost everyone understood where the problem lay, as they picked up their hoes and stood on the ground again, imitating Su Ge and Rong Shi’s stance, feet firmly planted, hoe raised high and then brought down heavily… 

A miracle happened. 

Suddenly, the chaotic ground transformed into results similar to the pit dug by Su Ge. The aliens were all stunned, then a kind of excitement, incomprehensible to Su Ge, quickly spread among them. 

“Wow! It really works!” 

“It looks like I’m quite capable too!” 

“Oh dear, I knew that wasn’t my true strength. How could my true strength be so unsightly? Indeed, I just didn’t have the technique.” 

… 

Watching the group of people bouncing around, clapping hands, and even high-fiving each other, Su Ge calmly thought, should she also participate? 

“Let’s compare. I think my pit is much better than Su Ge’s!” 

“I didn’t notice until you said it. Indeed, when compared, it’s true!” 

“Sigh, Earthlings really don’t have enough strength. This is determined by their racial talents. They really aren’t cut out for labor.” 

… 

Su Ge: =.= 

Earthlings didn’t want to talk to you and they even want to tossed a hoe at you. 

The next day, a group of self-proclaimed experts in digging from outer space got down to work. Each swung the hoe round and round as if strength cost nothing, especially at night when they even enjoyed cornmeal steamed buns made by Su Ge, along with a pot of delicious wild chicken soup. They ate without caring about their image at all. 

Especially when they took the first bite of the steamed buns made from a mixture of cornmeal and white flour, almost everyone froze in place. They couldn’t imagine what this texture in their mouths was. 

“Until now, aliens have tried a variety of foods. For example, they’ve experienced the toughness of meat, the crispness of wild vegetables, and the deliciousness of mushrooms. However, when they tasted mantou (steamed bun), they were overwhelmed by its soft and elastic texture. 

This was an extremely unfamiliar food, unlike any meat, any vegetables, or even mushrooms. It seemed plain at first, but as the aroma and softness filled their mouths, it felt as if there were no other choices in the world. 

It feels like there’s only one thing left in their mind, and it’s this one thing that’s utterly irreplaceable. 

“Is this the staple food?” Rong Shi chewed on the mantou forcefully. As saliva mixed with the special texture, an indescribable sweetness spread from the tip of his tongue, quickly engulfing his entire mouth, filling every drop of his blood, every cell, every pore. 

And all these things were shouting, shouting about how delicious this thing was. 

“Is this just one type of staple food?” Rong Shi, still shocked by the unique texture of the mantou and its simple yet delicious taste, couldn’t believe how limited his knowledge seemed when he heard Su Ge’s words. 

“Yeah, didn’t I tell you last time? There are many staple foods on Earth,” Su Ge said, taking a sip of chicken soup while eating mantou. The combination of the rich chicken soup and the mantou created a special flavor that danced in her mouth, making her miss the various foods on Earth even more. 

“Is that… what is that!” Before Su Ge could finish her sentence, the surrounding aliens all turned to her with eyes almost glowing. 

“It’s just appetizers.” 

“What are appetizers?” The curious aliens wouldn’t stop until they got an answer. 

Su Ge was momentarily unsure how to answer this question. She took a sip of soup, stuffed a piece of mantou into her mouth, and the other aliens followed suit, mimicking her actions perfectly, even the way she raised her pinky when drinking soup. 

Indeed, Earthlings knew how to eat! 

Although mantou was delicious on its own, when paired with chicken soup, its deliciousness soared to heavenly heights. How could there be such complementary foods? How could there be such perfect combinations? 

While the aliens were still immersed in Su Ge’s method of eating mantou, they suddenly heard Su Ge ask, “Did you guys feel like something was missing when eating cornmeal mantou with chicken soup?” 

Aliens: (⊙_⊙)(⊙_⊙)(⊙_⊙) 

We didn’t feel that way, we thought it was already the best taste! 

Su Ge: (￣_￣) 

Well, I overestimated you guys. My bad. 

The dinner ended with a group of aliens forcibly asking Su Ge to introduce various Earthly appetizers to them. As for the audience who had been following this episode, they immediately rushed to the Earth’s promotional website. 

Sure enough, the Minister of Foreign Affairs saw a flood of requests for various Earthly appetizers the next day. 

“Wait, I remember before this, aliens didn’t seem to have much interest in eating. Even if Su Ge made something on the show, they would at most ask what it tasted like, without much demand for procurement. What’s going on this time?” The Minister of Foreign Affairs had been extremely busy lately. 

Because of the plan to build farm stays, he needed to contact various planets, and now the Ministry of Commerce and the Ministry of Transport seemed to be planning to open several dedicated routes to the farm stay planet, replacing the current temporary routes. All these preparations and communications needed to be handled by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, on top of allocating a portion of resources to follow the live broadcasts, which suddenly increased the pressure on the entire department. 

You could even say that the initial purpose of this section was indeed for “Wilderness Livestream,” but now it’s not just about “Wilderness Livestream” anymore. This section is more like a hodgepodge of encyclopedic knowledge, gossip, folk customs, and so on. 

In this section, there’s a post that’s been highly upvoted. 

“I got a spot to go to Earth’s farm stay!” 

This post initially started as an ordinary audience member sharing their stroke of luck. After all, the farm stay planet only released one hundred spots for the first time, and each spot only allows three people to enter together. In other words, initially, the farm stay planet’s trial operation only opened four hundred seats. To be chosen from billions of residents in the Interstellar Alliance for one of these spots, it truly couldn’t be described as just luck. 

At first, the post was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred from other viewers and residents, mixed with a lot of the OP’s worries. 

Although being chosen was a stroke of luck, as a native non-Earthling who grew up on nutrient fluid, changing one’s dietary habits completely after watching an episode of “Wilderness Livestream” was clearly a risky endeavor. 

Soon, his worries began to resonate with the majority of netizens. After all, few people are not afraid of the unknown. Some netizens even urged the OP to sell his spot, and the OP seriously considered it, but in the end, he didn’t agree. 

In his words, he hadn’t left his own planet in his entire life. Even if he couldn’t accept Earth’s food, he still wanted to leave his planet and see the world. 

In short, this sense of unease accompanied the OP until the spacecraft to the farm stay planet arrived. 

Then, as the OP began to board the spacecraft to the farm stay planet, the tone of the entire post began to change. 

After the OP boarded the spacecraft, the nervousness he felt began to fade away. He was filled with extreme excitement. He had about three friends accompanying him. The four of them started taking various photos and marveled at how monotonous the scenery was on the journey to Earth. 

At first, netizens were still watching them. After all, when the OP was in an excited state, he seemed to turn into a complete goofball, always laughing. Not many people replied to the photos they posted along the way; it was mostly the four friends entertaining themselves. It wasn’t until they arrived at the farm stay planet that the post truly started to become popular. 

First of all, the environment of this farm stay planet is very similar to Wild Star 756, which prompted these four friends to express their “sentiments about being on the show with Rong Shi.” 

But the real highlight came when they started eating. 

The OP’s spot entitled him to three meals, and they could order whatever they wanted for these meals. 

So, after nervously taking the first bite, summoning up their courage, waiting for impending doom, realizing everything was fine, and then letting loose and eating to their heart’s content, the OP and his friends went straight to the ultimate outcome, which was, of course, the most prolonged process—eating like crazy, and it was so delicious. 

Not only did the OP eat, but he also didn’t put down his camera. While eating, he kept taking photos and simultaneously sharing videos, accompanied by more descriptive language, which caused the entire post to explode. 

All the netizens started to salivate. Although there were some who claimed it was exaggerated, most were expressing a wild desire to go and eat. 

After this post went viral, more aliens who had obtained spots started to share similar sentiments, intensifying the post’s popularity. The farm stay planet suddenly became extremely popular, and the booking platform, which was previously watched by many, suddenly had a queue for at least three months. 

As for the latest post progress now, it has developed to the point where someone is asking the OP if they ate pickled vegetables that day. 

The OP said they didn’t eat any, but then other aliens who got lucky with their draws said they did and found the taste quite unforgettable. 

Below the Earth’s propaganda website… is nearly paralyzed because of pickled vegetables. 

As the saying goes, pride comes before a fall. 

This phrase not only applies to humans but also equally to aliens. 

After experiencing a life reshaped by staple foods last night, all the aliens plan to rise again today and make a big scene, which could be considered a way of making up for yesterday’s cornbread. Unfortunately… 

Early in the morning, a piercing scream came from several tents made of parachute cloth in the makeshift camp. 

“Am I dying? My hands don’t feel like mine at all!” 

“My waist! My waist! It’s going to break!” 

“My legs, my legs won’t move, oh my god! What’s happening to me!” 

Facing the horrifying sight of all the men in the tent screaming, Rong Shi, standing calmly on the side, said, “You guys exercised too much yesterday!” 

“Nonsense! I exercise regularly, how could it be like this! I’m in pain all over now!” 

“Exercising your body is different from working.” Rong Shi, who was very experienced in life, bluntly pointed out everyone’s misconception: “It’s like exercising your body is different from real military drills.” 

“Rong Shi! What should we do now! I feel like I’m dying!” 

“You seem quite experienced! Rong Shi, come up with a solution quickly! I feel like I’m going to die if I rely on myself!” 

… 

Faced with a chorus of painful screams, Rong Shi remained calm, not at all like a normal human being. His cool gaze swept over everyone, then he calmly said, “There’s a way.” 

“What!” Almost all the boys in the tent screamed in unison. 

“Just work hard today, and you’ll feel better.” Rong Shi’s voice remained calm, as if everyone’s pain hadn’t affected him at all. 

After the dead silence in the tent, various voices of condemnation erupted: “Rong Shi! You’re not human!” 

Unlike the desperate screams inside the boy’s tent, it was much quieter on the girl’s side. You can only occasionally hear some sounds. 

“Ah ah ah! It’s, it’s a bit painful!” 

“Yes yes yes! Right there! A bit more! Mmm~ feels good!” 

“Ah~ ah~ don’t… don’t stop…” 

“Ah, don’t… ah~ feels so good~” 

From the boy’s tent, almost all the boys who struggled to escape ran to the girl’s tent, stumbling and falling, wanting to ask Su Ge if there was a way to relieve this soreness. However, before they could call out, they heard a voice that made everyone blush. 

The boys standing outside the tent looked at each other, their faces completely showing an uncontrollable expression. 

“No, what are they doing in there?! 

What on earth is happening inside the tent that’s so unspeakable?! 

Oh no, I’m not sure if I dare to go in now! 

Should we go in? It doesn’t seem like a good idea to go in at this moment! 

But, but… 

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