Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate Chapter 268 - 266: Good Luck Harvester

But none of that was important!

The real question was the sa as before: how did such large items fit into that bag?

And once they were in, how did the bag still look completely empty?

This strange Magic was like a needle stuck in his heart—if he couldn’t pull it out, the discomfort would never go away.

Wen Ying placed the fruits into the canvas bag one by one, then slung the bag over her shoulder.

In this setting, such a scene should have looked bizarre, but on Wen Ying, it was inexplicably harmonious.

The caraman didn’t say a word, simply following and filming every mont.

He had a sneaking suspicion that by following Doctor Wen today, he might just film the next viral sensation!

This spurred him to be even more diligent.

However, the path they were on seed to be veering off course, into an area the production team hadn’t scouted.

"Banana trees. I knew there’d be bananas here."

Wen Ying announced.

The caraman stared, his mouth agape. "Doctor Wen, you’re saying you knew there were banana trees here? Our production team never saw any when we scouted this area."

"Just a guess."

Wen Ying’s hands never stopped moving as she spoke. She picked a couple of bunches, stuffed them into her canvas bag, and then tossed two bananas to the caraman.

Though stunned, the caraman reacted quickly and caught them. "Thanks, Doctor Wen."

Wen Ying just smiled without replying and went back to picking bananas.

[That canvas bag is so small. She already put so many fruits in there, and now she’s added, what, four bunches of bananas?]

[You’d think it’s a canvas bag, but anyone watching would swear it has its own pocket dinsion.]

[I just want to know, what’s the actual capacity of Doctor Wen’s bag?]

The caraman, mid-bite, nearly choked on his banana as he watched the scene unfold.

Thankfully, Wen Ying quickly realized she was putting a bit too much in. If she kept going, there would be no plausible way to explain it.

"This canvas bag of mine really is great, and the space is quite large. You should all learn so ho organization and folding techniques. I think it’s even beco a profession now, right? Professional organizers? What we do is basically the sa thing, just different thods to achieve the sa result."

[Is this the first ti Doctor Wen has ever offered an explanation for anything?]

[It’s like Doctor Wen guessed what we were thinking. Is this her trying to cover it up, only to make it more obvious?]

[Doctor Wen must be so proud. This generation of viewers has finally matured! We’re learning to analyze Doctor Wen’s motives!]

[SO THERE IS DEFINITELY SOTHING UP WITH THAT BAG, RIGHT!!!]

With his mouth full of banana, the caraman shouldered his equipnt and followed Doctor Wen.

Doctor Wen took out the clue Song Jiayan had drawn and looked at it again. The clue only described a general area, indicating that the production team had hidden supplies sowhere within its bounds.

"Looks like we’ve gone too far. No matter, let’s head back."

The caraman had a theory, but he kept it to himself. ’Doctor Wen probably ca this way on purpose to receive nature’s gifts.’ ’After all, if she found the supplies too easily, people would get suspicious.’ ’Doing it this way, getting ’lost’ before turning back, looks much more natural.’

But the caraman didn’t realize that the viewers at ho understood Doctor Wen far better than he did.

They knew she never did anything without a reason, so her trip over here had to be for a purpose.

But was that purpose really just for so fruit and bananas?

It seed that even the most mysterious figures had to bow to the needs of the stomach.

After all, you get awfully hungry if you miss even one al.

This ti, as Doctor Wen headed back, her movents were swift and her direction clear.

The caraman soon spotted a familiar sight: the location where the supplies were hidden.

Doctor Wen set her canvas bag on the ground. She stood still for a mont, then looked at a large tree to the side. "Your production team seems to love hiding things up high, don’t they? There’s so little cover up there that anyone who cos by will spot it. The only problem is getting it down. Why not hide the supplies underground? Or did Director Wen see the trending topics and realize everyone loves my Qinggong performance, so he changed the original hiding spot?"

The caraman was internally reeling, but he kept a smile on his face. "How could we possibly know what the director is thinking? But you are right about one thing, Doctor Wen. The supplies were originally buried in the ground. The director later told us to figure out a way to hang them in the tree."

The caraman chuckled sheepishly. Because of that order, they’d needed to get several expert tree climbers to work together just to get it done.

’I didn’t understand why before,’ he thought, ’but hearing Doctor Wen’s explanation, it’s clear now. The director is a genius!’

Just as the caraman was speaking, the live audience once again witnessed Doctor Wen’s unparalleled Qinggong through the lens.

Previously, Doctor Wen would use the trunk of a tree to kick off and launch herself upwards.

This ti, however, her thod was brutally simple.

She didn’t use anything for leverage. Instead, her body suddenly—

The live audience watched as Doctor Wen rely lifted the tips of her toes, and her entire body just... flew toward the sky?

One had to use the word "flew," because no other word could better describe what they were witnessing.

As she neared a branch, Doctor Wen didn’t even reach out to grab it for stability as she had before. With her hands free, she landed squarely on it with both feet, perfectly balanced.

This maneuver stunned not only the crew and the live audience but also...

Wen Ying reached out, retrieved the bag hanging from the branch, and then floated lightly down from the tree.

The caraman’s heart was in his throat.

He wanted to shout a warning, but no sound ca out. By the ti he could even think to, he saw Doctor Wen standing perfectly steady on the ground, holding the bag of supplies.

She looked as serene as a calm sky, while he, in contrast, felt like the one who had just narrowly escaped a fatal fall.

His heart was pounding out of his chest.

And he was just an observer!

’When it cos to Doctor Wen,’ he thought, ’you really have to throw common sense out the window.’

The caraman felt it was a lock: today’s top trending topic was already decided.

’No doubt about it. The show’s KPIs for the day were already t.’

Doctor Wen opened the bag to take a look. This ti, there was at!

Even though it was pre-packaged, in this environnt, it was practically a luxurious feast!

Vacuum-sealed beef and vacuum-sealed jumbo shrimp.

Three apples, two bunches of grapes, a bundle of dried noodles, two instant noodle cups, and a packet of salt.

There was also a small bottle of sesa oil.

Two packs of crackers, a bag of pork jerky, and three packs of spicy strips.

Three milk cartons.

Wen Ying looked at the haul, then at the caraman. "Has Director Wen gotten this generous? Is our survival show turning into a vacation show?"

"Doctor Wen, the thing is... the directors only prepared one supply drop like this, and they never expected you to be the one to get it. The other one is going to be much, much smaller..."

At this point, everyone understood.

So, in the end, it was all down to luck.

It’s just that other people’s luck seed to have no effect where Doctor Wen was concerned.

You could call her a good luck harvester, couldn’t you?