Becoming the Richest by Farming
Chapter 415 - 0415 Strong_1

Chapter 415: 0415 Strong_1

The program staff watching this scene had different thoughts.

Everyone mingles in the same circles, and they could tell whether Lucy Wood was sincere or just playing a part.

The disapproving attitudes were subtle, and knowing glances were exchanged towards the agents of the two individuals involved.

Felicia Frost continued to wear a beaming smile, showing no sign of any issues.

But Clyde Wilson’s agent seemed visibly upset.

All he could focus on was that bowl of noodles, thinking about the sheer number of calories in it—what a loss for Clyde!

Thankfully, it was only for a week.

Five more days to go, just five more days, and it could all stop.

The agent had previously thought that joining this program would be a big win, and indeed it was profitable, but the only catch was that both female leads were uninterested in Clyde.

Lucy Wood was one thing, but with Ellen Young there wasn’t even a chance to engage.

Even during the live broadcast, if she said she was busy, she was busy—she didn’t need to give anyone any attention.

It wasn’t until nearly the end of the meal that Lucy Wood called out to the house, "Ellen, if you’re hungry just let me know, I’ll cook you a bowl of noodles."

From inside the house, Ellen Young’s muffled voice came through, "If I’m hungry, I’ll cook for myself. You and Clyde just make do for now."

Lucy Wood: "..."

Her disdain for her cooking skills was implicitly confirmed.

Hmph.

After finishing the meal, Clyde mentioned he was going to wash the dishes, but Lucy Wood said there was a dishwasher, and just to put them in there.

Having eaten a whole bowl, Clyde was so full he felt disoriented, yet he still insisted on getting up.

Lucy Wood, now too lazy to move, had actually eaten a large bowl herself. She didn’t want it to be too obvious that she had an ulterior motive, thinking that she could work it off in training, so indulging this once didn’t seem like a big deal.

Eating one meal wouldn’t make you fat, just like one training session wouldn’t make you slim; it was the same principle.

While Clyde was considering what to do later that afternoon, Lucy Wood said, "Oh dear Brother Clyde, I ate too much and I feel so full, I don’t want to move. I’m going to take a nap now, let’s go out around 3 PM. If you’re bored, you can go back to Aunt Walker’s place to rest."

Clyde: "..."

With gritted teeth and a forced smile, he could only say, "Sure."

If Lucy Wood was going to take a nap, he wouldn’t have any screen time. He could train on his own, but he was too drained, and too annoyed to fall asleep, so he just lay on the bed, turned away from the cameras, stewing in his frustration.

While Lucy Wood and the others were sleeping, Ellen Young identified the issue with the chip.

It wasn’t that there was a problem with the chip, but that Michael had a wiring fault, leading to poor contact and a chain reaction.

Michael’s internal wires had never been replaced, which were originally quality materials meant to last decades. They had been checked beforehand, and no one expected an issue with the chip connection—a simple oversight.

Perhaps because her initial focus was only on the chip, Ellen had not paid much attention to it.

After replacing Michael’s wiring, the entire afternoon was spent with everyone watching her work like an electrician, effortlessly changing wires and disassembling machinery, leaving them astonished.

[A scholar can do this as well? Isn’t she specialized in mathematics?]

[She has certificates in both physics and chemistry, and has even won world-class awards. Is there any problem if she occasionally delves into some mechanical engineering?]

[Every time I see her, I think she’s incredibly dreamy. What can’t this talent do?]

[It’s not that she doesn’t have enough time, she can only learn what interests her. For us, even with all the time in the world, just one of these subjects feels hopeless.]

[Compared to Lucy Wood, who’s sleeping like a log inside the house, as her fan, I’m really heartbroken.]