"Ribbit."
Hearing this, Ree Shil sighed in relief.
It seed that while the fruit was weird-tasting, it was still useful.
Calorie-wise, it was almost as good as chocolate, which was pretty surprising.
But before he could take another bite, the voice opposite him spoke up again.
"Ribbit, Mr. Shil just burned 197 calories dancing."
"Frog Teacher burned 289 calories."
"Pfft...ribbit!"
The staff mber clearly held back laughter while speaking.
"Damn it!"
Ree Shil threw the fruit in frustration.
"Mr. Shil, you just burned an additional calorie, ribbit."
The staff mber kindly reminded him.
Ree Shil: "..."
Ree Shil: "..."
Ree Shil: "..."
"Don’t make laugh, it really uses up energy!"
Andrew Hill covered his stomach and held up his sign.
"Frog Teacher, I actually wanted to remind you earlier."
"Writing and holding up signs burns more calories than talking."
"Ribbit."
The staff mber added.
By now, the live streaming room was filled with laughter, and the views were increasing.
Compared to the other two channels, this one was much more entertaining.
Especially when Ree Shil and Andrew Hill approached the area with the large animals, the live broadcast beca extrely lively.
Of course, the audience did not expect to see Ree Shil challenge the large animals.
Instead, they wanted to watch him get humiliated and find a way to save face.
But at this mont, Ree Shil’s mood was not sothing the frogn could understand.
"What the hell...is this thing?"
He stared at the animal in front of him, baffled.
It was a species he had never seen before on Blue Star or any other Instance World.
Turtle shell - this creature had a huge turtle shell on its back.
But erging from the shell were four chicken claws and a chicken head with a red crest.
At this mont, it was standing in an area enclosed by an iron fence, looking at Ree Shil’s group.
He glanced at the species introduction sign posted nearby and saw the relevant information.
[Turtle-speed Chicken]
[Reptile Bird Family]
[A very slow-moving species that crows punctually every morning]
[Mild temperant, non-aggressive when not threatened]
[Feeds on earthworms, small stones, and other food]
This strange creature seed like the kind that could yield so weird card effects.
"How can I get into the cage?"
Ree Shil asked with interest.
"Eh ribbit?"
PD was clearly taken aback.
He thought that once they got here, the other party would back down and try to save face.
But now it seed that this frog was being stubborn?
"Oh, I forgot," Ree Shil snapped his fingers before the other party could reply, "I have to do it myself, right?"
He walked up to the iron fence, grabbed two adjacent bars with his hands.
After testing its strength for a bit, he felt that it wasn’t that strong and was slightly elastic.
He took a few deep breaths and used all his strength to pull the bars apart!
Crack crack crack...
The two iron bars made a strange tallic tearing sound while slowly opening to both sides.
This was the power of a Level 11 Card Player. Although Ree Shil wasn’t as strong as Straw Man, his strength on this weak-bodied star was definitely top-tier.
[What the hell! Is this so muscle frog?!]
[Can a frog really pull this off?]
[My God, this is an iron fence ant for large animals!]
Originally, if Ree Shil hadn’t made a fuss, the netizens would have let it slide.
But who would have thought that he wasn’t just bluffing!
This guy must be starving mad and really wants to eat a large animal!
"Wait, wait! Mr. Shil! Ribbit ribbit ribbit!"
The PD accompanying him was frightened and only after seeing Ree Shil trying to squeeze in did he wake up from his daze and grab him around the waist.
"You really can’t eat this!"
This ti, he truly believed it.
"I can’t eat it? At least let touch it."
Ree Shil thought that even if he touched it, it should still improve his card pool chances.
"This is a nationally protected animal; you can’t touch it! Ribbit!"
PD was genuinely afraid of causing trouble for the show.
"Is that so..."
Ree Shil seed disappointed, forced to withdraw his half-extended body.
"But since I exerted energy just now, you have to compensate with calories."
He said it like that.
"Uh..."
"Hmm, I wonder if it’s better grilled or boiled."
"We’ll compensate! We will! Ribbit!"
"Fine, but I hope you aren’t just planning on adding a number and fooling . I see that your crew’s lunchboxes look pretty good."
"Uh..."
"Hmm, I wonder if it’s better grilled or boiled."
"Here, here! We’ll get it right away! Ribbit!"
PD didn’t dare to ss around and quickly had the logistic team bring over a hot lunchbox.
[What the hell is going on?]
[This is not the show crew I know, why did you guys give in!]
[He’s so sly, managing to get the show crew’s lunchbox during a starvation challenge. Is that even possible?]
[If you can break open an iron cage, you can eat too.]
[If they didn’t give, PD was probably afraid he’d get broken too.]
Under the watchful eyes of netizens, Ree Shil sat down and started eating without any politeness.
Although the show crew strictly stopped him when he had eaten just enough to equal his previous calorie expenditure,
He still profited - at least having eaten sothing and not going hungry.
"Well, I am 30% full. That should tide over for a while."
As he stood up, Ree Shil saw Andrew Hill standing there, clutching the iron fence.
He didn’t know what Andrew Hill was doing, but he was shivering.
"Frog Teacher, don’t continue trying; you’ve already burned 50 calories! Ribbit!"
The staff mber in charge of monitoring called out.
"You clever little guy."
Ree Shil understood imdiately.
Andrew Hill saw that he had gotten a lunchbox and wanted to use the sa thod to get so food.
"Then you guys compensate with calories."
As expected, he raised a sign.
However, PD treated Ree Shil and him differently and showed two different faces.
"Heh, but you didn’t break it open, did you? Ribbit."
He gave a disdainful look.
"Humph!"
Andrew Hill saw this reaction and imdiately wrote a word before flipping his sign and turned to try pulling the iron fence again.
This hideous frogman dared to look down on him?
Little universe, explode! Burn ... ouch!
Ree Shil kicked Andrew Hill and knocked him to the ground.
"Don’t burn my calories."
He warned him.
Though it was true, he was now in the sa group as him.
His wasted calories were Andrew Hill’s wasted calories.
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