Chapter 2

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Since starting missions, Shen Jinfeng had developed the habit of not acting rashly until he sensed no danger around him. Upon regaining his freedom this time, he closed his eyes one last time, following habit, to calmly absorb the original memories of this body. Then, he sighed helplessly in his heart.

The AI, coded 888, claimed to have painstakingly selected a retirement world that would surely satisfy him: young, wealthy, handsome, with no parents or attachments. Indeed, the criteria were not bad. But 888 was always half-baked when it came to mission execution.

When choosing the identity, 888 overlooked the main point—this was supposed to be a retirement…

Youth was necessary; after all, he wouldn’t want to arrive in a world only to die a few years later. Of course, there was no need to start from childhood either. Twenty-two was the perfect age.

Wealth was essential for a leisurely retirement. On this, 888 did well.

No parents, no ties, completely alone—freedom at its finest. Having completed 999 quick-pass missions, Shen Jinfeng was used to going it alone.

But what kind of ridiculous identity did 888 create for him? An unemployed vagrant with nothing in hand, supposedly the most carefree.

Yet 888 gave him this young man, only 22 years old, who was actually a big shot!

Graduated with a master’s degree from a world top university, a prodigy since childhood, dominating the stock market, ruling the business world, mastering taekwondo, judo, karate to the highest level, excelling in swimming, gliding, extreme sports… everything.

Shen Jinfeng slowly opened his eyes.

He had been seriously duped by his old partner 888.

For a moment, he thought maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to just lie down and do nothing until the end of time.

He had done 999 quick-pass missions in countless small worlds. Even the novel protagonists he encountered were the illogical types, yet they could be so impressive?

Human energy was limited; it was already difficult for ordinary people to master one skill in a lifetime.

How could one pile up so many skills at once?

Most importantly, the original owner was an avid outdoor adventurer.

Currently, he was out on an expedition with companions and appeared to be the leader of this team.

The current situation: this impulsive little team, reckless to the point of courting death, had ventured to an undeveloped deserted island.

They were sailing on an expensive boat that faced massive waves.

Six people, all swept by the waves onto this beach.

And 888 called this a retirement world?

Shen Jinfeng sat up just in time to see the shattered boat drifting away with the waves.

He estimated the distance and checked his remaining strength.

This body seemed weak, even weaker than an average adult male.

Alright… no chase.

It would take less effort to build a new boat than to swim after it now.

He didn’t know how long the original owner had been unconscious, but his current feeling was—his first retirement world experience seemed like he hadn’t eaten for three days.

On the bright side, the original owner had at least protected his last backpack through the storm, and if memory served, there was still some food inside.

Shen Jinfeng scanned the surroundings but didn’t call out to the still-unconscious companions.

He wasn’t familiar with them; waking up would be awkward.

He simply sat up, reached over, and pulled the backpack into his arms.

[“Finally, this guy moved. If he didn’t, I’d think he was scared silly.”]

[“Oh wow, there’s food in the backpack! Let’s count: two packs of bread, one, two, three compressed biscuits? And a bottle of water. Wait, this is pitiful, isn’t it?”]

[“Shouldn’t you already be used to this? The production team won’t let guests off easy without pushing them to the limit.”]

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[“I wonder if the other guests have any food?”]

As the live comments buzzed with lively discussion, director Sun Xinping gestured to the publicity team: “You can release Shen Jinfeng’s character profile now.”

The publicity team leader, eyes gleaming as she looked at the pre-prepared character profile, sent it out.

On platforms such as Weibo, Douyin, Bilibili, and on the live broadcast screen, next to a high-definition image of Shen Jinfeng’s face, appeared the character profile implanted by the production team.

[Name: Shen Jinfeng
Identity: Graduate of a world top university, leader of the expedition team
Skills: Outdoor survival-related skills, fluent in three foreign languages, sharp financial insight, exceptional physical ability
Personality: Responsible leader (unites and protects teammates), brave and clever, selfless]

Under the category of outdoor survival and exceptional physical ability, a dense list unfolded—

A true big-shot persona.

Once released, the character profile immediately stirred up a public uproar.

Without any capital buying traffic, this “persona” quickly and naturally soared to trending status.

[“Expedition leader? The production team gave Shen Jinfeng the boss role?”]

[“No way, do they misunderstand ‘useless Shen’? Top university? He graduated from some no-name college; three languages, sharp finance, exceptional skills—do any of these match?”]

[“Here’s a joke: if the production team implanted a lightness skill in me, I’d be flying.”]

[“Don’t quite get the team’s weird moves, but to be fair, the personality traits they gave are really good—few guests in previous episodes had so many positive traits implanted initially.”]

[“Yeah, even if he can’t be a good leader, if he can unite the team, take responsibility, and show courage, achieving even 30% of the persona is already great.”]

[“Must be someone backing him; with so much dirt on him, he still got such a good initial persona.”]

[“Such a good persona? Anyone else gets that? Feels like the team is setting him up to be crushed. Who can handle this persona?”]

[“I can already predict the trending topics for the next month. Let’s watch ‘Big Shot Shen’ dominate, but just like last season, the whole team will argue every day.”]

[“The whole team? The other guests haven’t even appeared yet, and someone’s already mocking?”]

At that moment, a second voice emerged on the live broadcast.

“Damn, I’m starving.” The voice was rough but clearly weak.

The camera promptly focused on the speaker—a young man with purple hair, delicate features, and a hint of softness.

His hair color and appearance matched his weak voice and the curse he uttered—an odd yet fitting contrast.

[“He Erwang!!! He’s ‘rebooting’ himself, looks like even his agent can’t handle him anymore, no, maybe even his dad gave up.”]

[“Pfft, can’t help but laugh. Never seen He Erwang look so weak like he’s got kidney issues.”]

[“Ahhh! My baby actually joined my favorite variety show!”]

He Erwang was currently one of the hottest stars in the entertainment industry, a former idol with massive popularity.

A simple “good morning” tweet could easily surpass a million likes in a day.

Blessed with stunning looks, top-notch professional skills, and rumored to have a strong family background, he was unstoppable in the entertainment world.

Being both powerful and popular, He Erwang developed a cocky, sharp tongue. Wherever he went, he didn’t hesitate to call out injustice.

Coincidentally, before the show, he had already roasted Shen Jinfeng once.

For a while, the comment section buzzed endlessly with onlookers. However, He Erwang’s massive fanbase quickly took over the discussion, competing to show their idol’s moment.

Xiao Li, watching the real-time stats, exclaimed, “Director, the viewer count just jumped by five million!”

Sun Xinping’s eyelid twitched. “Oh my, what if he’s a top-tier star?”

So many active fans!

“You Are What Kind of Person” was already a hit variety show, with a solid fanbase built over two seasons.

Thus, the initial high viewership was expected by Sun Xinping.

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However, since the premiere, the live viewership kept rising.

Undoubtedly, Shen Jinfeng, though controversial, was still popular.

Attracting viewers to criticize was a skill in itself.

He Erwang was different.

Sun Xinping expected He Erwang’s strong traffic but not to this extent.

In fact, he had misjudged.

The sudden spike in viewers was indeed He Erwang’s loyal fans, but even more were curious bystanders interested in his antics.

Plus, some fans of those previously roasted by He Erwang had come to watch him fail live.

“One of my secret weapons,” Sun Xinping murmured. He Erwang was the highest traffic guest in season three.

The lively atmosphere was perfect for revealing character profiles.

On screen, He Erwang, too exhausted to even lift a finger, had his persona publicly displayed.

[Name: He Erwang
Identity: Heir of a wealthy family, yearning for outdoor survival to prove independence to his parents
Skills: Body coordination, climbing trees, gathering bird nests
Personality: Polite, sensible, knows when to advance or retreat, enjoys teamwork and helping others]

[“Pfft, hahaha, I’m literally dying laughing, sorry, I’m a fan, so I get to laugh first.”]

[“This identity is fitting; body coordination makes sense since he’s an idol with great skills; but climbing trees and gathering bird nests—can that even be called a skill? Hahaha.”]

[“Is the production team’s targeting any more obvious? If He Erwang leaves the show, watch if he remains so polite or if he tears them apart with insults.”]

[“Polite, sensible, knowing when to advance or retreat, enjoys teamwork—each trait hits the mark. The team knows how to set personas.”]

[“One word: perfect.”]

[“I’m dying of curiosity—what would He Erwang be like as a polite, gentle person?”]

[“Wait… didn’t you all hear He Erwang’s first words after waking up?”]

[“Silence…”]

[“Silence +1”]

[“This is it—the fastest flop the show’s ever had.”]

Sun Xinping twitched at the comments.

No, if you only think of yourself as polite, why would you blurt out a curse word?

He Erwang’s first words on waking were: “Damn, I’m starving.”

Could it be that old habits die hard?

But surely not to this extent right at the start?

Fortunately, the next moment proved that the persona implanted by the production team still had some effect.

Because, apparently, He Erwang, seemingly too tired to move, lay on the ground, dazed for two seconds.

Then, he quietly and doubtfully asked himself:

“Something’s not right?”

“That last word was kinda rude.”

“How should I say it?”

“I’m very hungry.” After a pause, He Erwang finally managed to put together polite words.