Picking Up Fragments

Chapter 304 Task Swap

Jiang Siming handed the area over to Xiao Yue and went to the location where Xiao Yue had been doing his task earlier.

There was only a single carrying pole here, which Jiang Siming easily picked up and slung over his back.

He wasn't unfamiliar with carrying loads; he'd done it many times as a child at home.

The accompanying PT advised Jiang Siming, "It's best to take off your clothes, or they'll get dirty."

Jiang Siming glanced at the goods and noticed they were indeed filthy. His clothes weren't cheap, and he'd be heartbroken if they got stained.

However, instead of admitting that outright, Jiang Siming jokingly replied to the PT, "What are you trying to say? That my body isn't as valuable as my clothes?"

The PT chuckled awkwardly.

As Jiang Siming spoke, he began taking off his clothes, embodying the very definition of a "true fragrance" moment.

With his shirt off, Jiang Siming revealed a fit, muscular upper body.

The golden ratio of his muscle definition, along with his eight-pack abs and v-line, left the female staff members present absolutely mesmerized.

Now everyone seemed to understand why Jiang Siming could deliver punches with such immense force—just looking at his physique, it was clear he radiated raw strength.

"Oh my god, this body is incredible!"

Everyone swore that it was the most aesthetically pleasing physique they had ever seen.

It wasn't like those of many bodybuilders, where the muscles were bulky and overly exaggerated, making them appear intimidating rather than attractive.

Jiang Siming's build was perfectly proportioned, with each muscle appearing condensed and taut, enhancing the natural beauty of his physique without compromising his form.

However, Jiang Siming didn't let them admire for too long. He quickly put on the new vest prepared for him by the production team.

Many of the female staff members regretted it instantly. If they'd known, they wouldn't have given Jiang Siming a vest to wear.

Earlier, when Xiao Yue also took off his shirt, their feelings were entirely different—they were relieved the team had prepared a vest for him. If they had to keep looking at Xiao Yue's body for the whole time... they really wouldn't have been able to handle it.

Fortunately, the vest didn't fully cover Jiang Siming's physique. Its snug fit still allowed glimpses of his muscles beneath, teasing the imagination.

Women kept approaching Jiang Siming to flirt. After all, when you encounter someone even more attractive than a celebrity on the street, who also seems like an ordinary worker, it's easier to muster the courage to talk to them. Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

If Jiang Siming were a famous star, fewer women would dare to approach him, as they might feel such a man was out of their league despite his looks.

As more and more women tried to strike up conversations, Jiang Siming had no choice but to buy a mask from a roadside store to avoid their "harassment."

Jiang Siming had a strong sense of direction. Even in a maze-like city like Chongqing, with its countless twists, turns, and layers, he quickly found the delivery address.

He delivered the two boxes to a seafood restaurant, only to discover that the heavy boxes were packed with frozen shrimp.

"Man, you're strong! Here's eighty yuan, as agreed. I'll throw in a box of smaller shrimp for you, too," the shop owner said, pleased with Jiang Siming's speed.

"Thank you, boss." Jiang Siming pocketed the money and, without refusing, took the extra box of shrimp as well.

"Since we're supposed to earn our own money, I bet they won't provide lunch. I'll hold onto these—if they don't feed us, these shrimp will taste way better than any roadside meal." Jiang Siming left the shrimp with the production team before heading back to carry more goods.

The director admired Jiang Siming's sharp intuition. Without being told anything, Jiang Siming seemed to predict their plans perfectly.

Even in previous food-related tasks, he had made accurate guesses. His experience in variety shows seemed more extensive than many veteran guests.

With his "Variety Show Talent," Jiang Siming's understanding of the format far exceeded theirs.

Jiang Siming continued to shuttle back and forth through Chongqing's streets, carrying large loads of goods each time. For smaller items, he even tied them up for transport, clearly trying to finish as quickly as possible.

To avoid standing out too much, Jiang Siming deliberately made himself sweat.

Unexpectedly, the sweat soaked his tank top, revealing his physique.

Even with a mask on, he still attracted a lot of attention from women, enduring wave after wave of flirtatious encounters, leaving him helpless.

This time, he delivered goods to a market stall where Xiao Zhu was selling fish.

Xiao Zhu, wearing a mask and hat, was trying to stay undercover as per the show's rules.

The production team had stipulated that participants couldn't rely on their celebrity status to sell things. If they were recognized, they would lose money.

As a result, Xiao Zhu had to wrap himself up like a mummy.

"Brother Zhu, are you auditioning to be an Eskimo?" Jiang Siming laughed heartily.