The towering tree had branches and leaves spreading out like a natural umbrella, providing shelter from the pouring rain that had made it impossible to move a step before. Now that the rain had stopped, the damp air hung heavily, affecting even the viewers of the live broadcast who impatiently typed on their keyboards.
"Did I accidentally join the wrong show?"
"Is this really a survival show and not a food show?"
"This is ridiculous! There's so much good food here, even the neighboring food show doesn't have this treatment!"
One food truck after another was parked by the seaside road, each with banners displaying eye-catching slogans:
"President of Lu Yang's fan club has arrived!"
"Drive with your right hand, hold your left hand."
"You like sweet, and I like you."
