Wang Xiang directly rejected everyone's suggestion: "You want so much for just one rabbit? No way! Unless you give us both rabbits."
"If it's two rabbits, it's not impossible."
Just as everyone was about to refuse, Mu Li said, "But we'll need more money."
Everyone still wanted to persuade Mu Li, but then they saw him subtly wink, so everyone understood and began to echo: "Exactly! More money."
Wang Xiang hesitated for a moment and said, "Besides what you just mentioned, I'll also give you some oysters, lobsters, and some crabs."
With that, Wang Xiang waved his hand at the staff, and soon, two large foam boxes of oysters, four arm-length small lobsters, and four palm-sized crabs appeared.
"That's barely acceptable," Mu Li nodded and handed the rabbit in his hand to Wang Xiang.
Wang Xiang immediately grabbed the rabbit and ran to the staff to show off.
Mu Li and the others were clearly very satisfied with this transaction as well.
So much seafood was enough for them to have a barbecue feast tonight.
"It's just a pity we didn't get to eat rabbit," Peng Xiaochang said with some regret.
Mu Li smiled mysteriously: "Who said we don't have rabbits?"
With that, he pulled out two more rabbits from his shadow: "I knew how the production team would be, so I specifically caught four."
On the production team's side, Wang Xiang's originally smug face instantly turned dark.
For the production team, whether or not they ate rabbit wasn't important; it was important that the "Wu Ha" brothers didn't get to eat rabbit.
As for the seafood, the "Wu Ha" brothers ate seafood every day, so it didn't matter if they ate a bit more.
However, they had finally gotten a chance to improve their meals, but the production team had ruined it, so this could be considered the production team's revenge.
But they never expected that Mu Li would anticipate their anticipation.
"Alas, one move short!" Wang Xiang couldn't help but exclaim, "If Zhou Yu existed, why must Zhuge Liang also exist!"
The other staff members directly ignored his presence: "As expected, getting too close to Mu Li makes you stupid."
Everyone looked at the "Wu Ha" brothers and became even more convinced of this statement.
At this moment, they were already dancing around Mu Li like a group of ape-men, while Mu Li had hung the two rabbits around his neck and also started dancing along.
Even the Blastoise nearby couldn't help but cover its eyes—the scene was too much for the turtle to look at directly.
With wild rabbits, seafood, and staple food, this meal was also the best one everyone had eaten in the past few days.
However, thinking about it carefully, this was only the third day in total; everyone had only suffered on the first day, and the remaining two days they had eaten grand meals.
The only slightly uncomfortable issue was sleeping; if Deng Fei hadn't lost the treehouse, then the incident of being woken up in the middle of the night to play games last night wouldn't have happened.
Ever since the production team knew that Mu Li could catch rabbits, they hadn't mistreated everyone in terms of food.
For the remaining few days, everyone could win some food from the production team by playing games every day.
However, the recording material for this session was already sufficient; although the main material occurred in the first three days, as long as the production team edited it slightly and spread out the exciting content, they could produce at least three episodes.
On the seventh day, everyone finally left the island.
They were replaced by the arrival of a group of archaeologists.
Mu Li didn't stay long; he let the archaeologists dig up what happened in the temple themselves.
When Mu Li left the island, his album had already been officially on sale for three days.
As soon as he got his phone, he saw a pile of messages pop up.
Most of them were congratulating Mu Li on the release of his new album.
Before Mu Li could reply one by one, Liu Yun's call came in.
"A Li, have you seen it, your album sales!"
At this moment, Liu Yun was already ecstatic; if she hadn't been unable to contact Mu Li these past few days, she probably would have blown up his phone.
"I haven't had time to look yet, I just got my phone from the production team," Mu Li explained.
"Go look quickly! It's truly amazing!" Liu Yun urged excitedly.
Mu Li directly opened the Penguin Music App, where his digital album was released.
"Tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands…" Mu Li's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "There are actually over 200,000 sales!"
The album's sales clearly far exceeded Mu Li's imagination.
Don't look at him having a million fans now; among these million fans, only about a third truly belonged to him, with the rest being either casual fans or haters.
And among that one-third of fans, some followed him because they liked his variety shows, so the fans who truly liked his music and were willing to pay for his album were probably only tens of thousands.
But what he didn't expect was that the album had already achieved over 200,000 sales just three days after its release.
Mu Li was so surprised he didn't know what to say.
"Surprised?" Liu Yun said excitedly, "Look on Weibo, many people have reposted the news of your album release."
Mu Li clicked into Weibo and, just as Liu Yun had said, Fu Peiyao, Mu Qingqing, He Lin, Huang Xiaochu, Deng Fei, Chichi, and others had all reposted the news of Mu Li's new album release.
He had originally planned to ask everyone for help with reposting after he got off the island, but he didn't expect everyone to have already done so.
What moved him even more was that he never expected so many people to be paying attention to him.
After a few simple instructions, Mu Li began calling his friends one by one.
The first was Fu Peiyao.
"Finally out?" Fu Peiyao's first words were, "I thought you were stuck on a deserted island and couldn't get out."
Hearing this familiar voice, Mu Li couldn't help but smile: "Thank you!"
"Thank me for what?" Fu Peiyao asked, puzzled.
"It's about the album," Mu Li paused, then continued, "And thank you for caring so much about me."
There was a sudden silence from Fu Peiyao's end; after a long while, Fu Peiyao's voice came again, but this time it seemed a bit softer: "Who cares about you? I just saw everyone else reposting, so I reposted..."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Mu Li looked at the Weibo post Fu Peiyao had made the moment the album was released, his mouth practically stretched to his ears, "How's your work going over there?"
"Idol Project? It's almost finished," Fu Peiyao suddenly said, "Are you interested in attending the final stage? I have a performance then, but I don't want to perform alone..."
"Of course, I must have time!" Mu Li said excitedly, "Have you prepared the songs? Do you want to sing new songs? I have new songs written especially for you..."
"Ah? New songs? When did you write them?" Fu Peiyao asked, surprised.
"Hmm... whenever I think of you, I write them," Mu Li said, feigning calmness, "I've already written quite a few..."
"Who told you to think of me..." Fu Peiyao's voice grew softer and softer, "But since you've written them, pick one suitable for a male-female duet and show it to me."
