The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar!-Chapter 108: Can’t Handle It?

If it’s luck beyond belief, with a blind cat running into a dead rat, then this is just too absurd.

Although Maya Monroe had never really lived or explored in the rainforest before, the previous mission world had honed her senses to be very sharp, and coupled with her high physical agility and coordination, she almost left the photographer behind while running.

Hearing the photographer’s call behind her, Maya Monroe slightly slowed down her pace.

The photographer and others caught up, panting heavily, "Maya, Maya Monroe, you’re walking too fast..."

Maya Monroe was puzzled, "Haven’t you guys trained?"

Maya Monroe would occasionally watch some variety shows and knew to some extent that photographers undergo special training to follow or capture shots.

"Of course, we’ve had special training, but Maya Monroe, you really run too fast, could you..."

The photographer intended to ask Maya Monroe to slow down a bit but reconsidered, thinking it wasn’t appropriate to interfere with the guest’s arrangement.

After hesitating several times, the photographer eventually pleaded with Maya Monroe to run slower because they really couldn’t keep up with her. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Maya Monroe thought about it and agreed.

[Rice is delicious: Hahahahaha, I’m dying of laughter! How can it be so funny!]

[Sunny: It’s the first time I’ve seen a photographer being so humble, but Maya Monroe definitely runs fast, especially in such harsh conditions.]

[Maya: Maya, sweetheart, slow down a bit, it’s not safe here. I’m just worried there might be poisonous plants or something, better be safe than sorry!]

[Heatwave: The group’s still in intense discussion, yet Maya Monroe has already run hundreds of meters ahead, the style is so different!]

[Baa Baa: I don’t understand, just asking, why is Maya Monroe running so fast, is she venting her emotions? I don’t quite get it, the main thing is she doesn’t seem aimless, I feel she has a purpose for running.]

There are many poisonous plants, insects, and snakes in the rainforest. Occasionally, a brightly colored snake will crawl out.

But Maya Monroe completely ignores them, without a trace of fear, her expression calm with a hint of lingering laziness between her brows. It feels less like she’s in a dangerous rainforest and more like she’s strolling leisurely.

Strolling leisurely seems not quite appropriate, as Maya Monroe really looks like she’s crazily running now.

Maya Monroe indeed has a purpose here; she needs to set up her tent and then find some food.

She could very well wait like before and act at the last moment, but the reason she wants to set up her tent quickly is that she’s anxious to eat her snacks.

The tent she set up last time was just right; no one else could get in except herself, providing convenience for her to eat.

Along the way, Maya Monroe collected wood, leaves, and stones—it’s really easy to find these things in the rainforest. Her swift running was simply to avoid wasting time; after all, time is meant for things she’s interested in, and such resource-collecting should save time wherever possible.

The air here is muggy, Maya Monroe had long since taken off her down jacket, but with many mosquitoes and insects around, she still wore a white long-sleeve shirt.

After circling around the vicinity, Maya Monroe felt the tent materials were almost ready, so she placed all the materials on the ground.

The photographer hadn’t expected Maya Monroe to squat on the ground directly, starting to clear the area, with a clear intention to camp right there.

The photographer asked, "Maya Monroe, are you planning to set up your tent here?"

Maya Monroe looked up, one leg still kneeling on the ground, letting the mud stain her clean pants. Her straightforward demeanor was unashamed.

"This place offers a wide view and is quite close to a water source; it’s a good spot."

The photographer reminded her, "Maya Monroe, if you’re setting up a tent, please head to the landing spot, which is the base camp of the show, the farther you are from the crew, the greater the risk."

"Isn’t it about surviving after finding the golden key? Doesn’t your crew care where the guests set up tents?"

Maya Monroe’s tone was indifferent; her facial expression didn’t change.

But the photographer seemed to read a few words from her face: Can’t handle it?

Other artists were cautiously moving within the protective circle of the crew, afraid of encountering danger if too far from the team, whereas Maya Monroe was the anomaly within the group, always unpredictable and not walking the usual path.

Following Maya Monroe’s adventure was the biggest challenge the photographer had encountered in his career, yet at this moment, he had no alternative but to explain to her: "Maya Monroe, it’s convenient to gather at the crew-arranged spot for task releases, emergencies, and breakfast distribution, don’t you agree? If you really live so far away, the crew will have to call you back when tasks are issued, which would be quite bothersome to run back and forth."

Maya Monroe was persuaded, especially by the breakfast distribution part he mentioned.

Anyway, having breakfast was good enough, and if things went better, perhaps she could get a more luxurious breakfast.

Nonetheless, whether she could get that depends on Ryan Spencer’s willingness to boost her visibility. It’s undeniable that the last time Ryan Spencer was really impressive, he raised her visibility, allowing her to have a good meal.

Although Ryan Spencer never explicitly mentioned this, Maya Monroe had almost fully confirmed it because she couldn’t think of any other way to surpass top star Miles Wallace’s popularity.

Maya Monroe, caught in her thoughts about this matter, only felt that Ryan Spencer truly exhausted himself for her.

Holding the wood and moving forward again, Maya Monroe didn’t let herself daydream about it anymore. Instead, she fully focused on surveying the surroundings. Though she looked lazy, her eyes and ears were constantly probing around.

There are several ways to determine direction in the wild; generally, trees’ southern sides have lush foliage and smooth bark, while northern sides have sparse leaves, rough bark, and are relatively damp with moss.

After carefully examining, Maya Monroe had her answer internally, and she then pursued the way back following the direction etched in her memory.

In some aspects, Maya Monroe had some talent, like her excellent memory.

Maya Monroe’s speed in looking for resources was already astonishing, and the photographer never anticipated that the amazement brought by Maya Monroe would go far beyond this.

After the crew advised Maya Monroe to return to pitch her tent, they always waited for her to ask for help, considering it’s almost impossible for a novice to navigate without a compass. Especially with Maya Monroe’s prior mad run, taking many detours, without any conviction that she would remember the way back.