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Many coffee shops sell bread or cakes, and if they don’t sell out by the end of the day, they discount them in the evening.

When Bi Fang first came to this world, the original owner’s parents had gone bankrupt due to a failed investment, leaving three generations of savings reduced to nothing, and they chose to leave this world. The original owner was also unable to recover, sold everything that could be sold at home, and even moved into a small, broken-down rental house.

This meant that when Bi Fang first arrived, his pockets were cleaner than his face, so he thought of this and decided to try his luck at a nearby coffee shop. Surprisingly, the staff was exceptionally polite, and almost gave him the unsold items at a half-price deal.

Now that he was making money, Bi Fang wasn’t the sort to forget kindness, so he remembered the three little cats in the coffee shop-one tabby, one ragdoll, and one big orange cat-and thought about bringing them some cat food.

It was definitely not because the cafe owner was beautiful.

“It looks like business is good today?” Bi Fang opened all three cans and set them down on the ground.

“indeed, did the boss come by today?” Bao Xuan sneakily pointed at the figure standing in front of the counter.

Bi Fang followed her gesture and, seeing that tall silhouette, couldn’t help feeling astonished once again that someone could be so attractive in this world.

This was actually his second encounter.

The first time was when he’d just come to the shop. She was dressed in white like a bundle of light snow, her eyes as cool and clear as gemstones, an otherworldly beauty.

Let’s put it this way-the cakes and bread in the shop always have leftovers when the boss isn’t there, but whenever she comes in, even double the usual amount of freshly baked cakes isn’t enough.

Bao Xuan picked up a box of cat food and looked it over. Noticing the high- quality brands, she expressed her astonishment, “Did you find a job?”

“Yes, and I didn’t earn too little.”

Bi Fang lowered his head again, petting the delighted orange cat and the ragdoll, then looked over at the distant tabby that was gazing at him but refused to come closer.

“Why isn’t this tabby coming over?”

Bao Xuan, concerned as she saw Little Flower not responding to her calls,

asked, “Hey, is it sick?”

“It’s afraid of you,” came a voice as smooth as jade beads.

Bi Fang turned his head and met those bright and exquisite eyes. Ning Zhiyun crouched down, stroked the tabby, and smoothed its arched back.

“This cat’s fur is about to puff up from your staring,” Ning Zhiyun, with her hair wrapped in a white towel and locks hanging beside her temples, presented an image of soft grace. At the moment, she was looking at Bi Fang with curiosity.

His transformation in just one week was astounding.

“Really, if you hadn’t pointed it out, I wouldn’t have noticed,” Bao Xuan said upon hearing Ning Zhiyun’s remark. She took a closer look at Bi Fang and realized he did feel significantly different from their last meeting.

When they first met, they’d thought Bi Fang looked quite decent with a focused gaze that seemed all on you. Despite appearing down on his luck, he gave them a feeling that he would surely rise again.

But today, that impression had completely changed; he exuded a sense of concealed sharpness.

“Really?” Bi Fang scratched his head and chuckled, “Maybe it’s related to the new job I found?”

Bi Fang was aware he had changed a lot, but didn’t expect it to be to such an extent. He looked at the wary tabby, and then at the orange cat and ragdoll engrossed in their food, noting the stark difference between them.

All he could say was that the Chinese Pastoral Cat really lived up to its hunting prowess with its incredibly sharp senses.

On the other side, Ning Zhiyun and Bao Xuan, hearing that it was related to his new job, became immediately curious, but Bi Fang just wouldn’t divulge any more. They had no choice but to let it go.

In the end, Ning Zhiyun prepared a Fragrant Mint Drink for Bi Fang as a reciprocal gesture. It was a unique beverage of the shop-cooling and heat-dispelling, with a decent taste. After receiving it and expressing his gratitude,

Bi Fang left.

After all, he wasn’t there to curry favor.

In the following days, Bi Fang either went out for a run or stayed at home practicing calisthenics, yoga, and Pilates. His balance and flexibility improved greatly, especially his breathing, which became calm and deep, hardly ever disturbed.

On B Island, Bi Fang’s video views were steadily rising, his likes had surpassed thirty thousand, and he had received a substantial recommendation. Many viewers on the live stream asked if this was a movie, and after finding out it was a live stream, they said they had hit follow and would definitely watch next time.

The trend was becoming more intense.

It seemed that breaking out of the circle was imminent.

Bi Fang lay on the chair, watching the continuous rise in the number of fans backstage, feeling rather like a rider galloping triumphantly in the spring breeze.

Less than a month since his arrival, he had already found his footing, not only escaping his impoverished life but also about to become the star presenter for Shark TV.

He could already predict that the number of viewers for his next live broadcast would definitely break through to a terrifying figure!

That would mark the beginning of a new journey, as well as his start to becoming the number one Wilderness Survivalist.

Everyone has ambition, everyone yearns to achieve a level of success in some field that others cannot reach, and Bi Fang was no exception. He loved Nature and adventure, but if he could livestream his experiences to even more people, he would be even happier.

At that moment, another new message came from backstage – it was from Shark TV, a new contract document.

A bit slow, aren’t they?

Bi Fang saw the message and wondered. Shark had mentioned waiting for a custom contract, originally he thought it would take at most a couple of days, but it had already been five days.

Was Shark TV always this slow?

Upon opening the file, Bi Fang didn’t rush to print it out, but browsed through it first. When he came to the benefits and compensation section, his brow suddenly furrowed.

What the heck?

Why is it completely different from what was agreed?

A 40-60 split for gifts, an annual salary of six million, and broadcast rights belonging to Shark TV – it was exactly the same as the original terms! Nothing had changed, so what on earth had Shark been doing these five days?

Were they stringing him along?

Feeling somewhat angry, Bi Fang was about to call Li Liming when he saw that Lord Mu had sent him a message on QQ.

“Master Fang, have you seen Shark TV?”

Bi Fang suddenly had an ominous premonition, “No, what’s up?”

“You need to take a look, on Shark’s homepage, that big banner push!” Lord Mu typed hurriedly, his words conveying a sense of urgency.

Seeing this, Bi Fang also logged into his Shark account on his phone, ready to see exactly what it was. These past few days, he had only been paying attention to the backend and hadn’t really checked out Shark’s live streams.

The page had just loaded when a huge poster popped up. In the image, a man dressed in camouflage with his face covered in war paint was holding a Spear, standing resolute on a cliff, with a dense Primeval Forest below.

Lu Wentao?

Bi Fang’s brows furrowed tighter as he searched his memory, but with no recollection at all.

Who is this guy?

At that moment, Lord Mu directly made a QQcall. Bi Fang didn’t decline, and as soon as the call connected, he heard an anxious voice, “Master Fang, did you see it?”

“Yeah, I saw it.”

“This is blatant plagiarism! I’ve seen this Lu Wentao’s broadcasts before; they were all about mountain climbing and such. Then suddenly, he started Wilderness Survivalist yesterday. It’s obviously copying!” From the other end of the phone, Lord Mu also sounded very indignant.

Hearing Lord Mu’s words, Bi Fang fell silent and then his expression turned cold.

Although Wilderness Survivalist wasn’t patented and people seeing pi of it potential would inevitably follow suit, the fact that Shark had given the newcomer a major banner promotion was quite abnormal!

The other party hadn’t broadcasted Wilderness Survivalist before, but his first broadcast was given the best resources, and a dedicated poster at that-no one would believe that Shark wasn’t doing this on purpose.

Talk of needing time for a custom contract – Shark was clearly just dangling him!