No Wife, No Life Chapter 249

The director spoke up, "Today we won't be venturing to the deserted island yet. We require each group to first visit the urban area to earn sufficient funds for purchasing supplies essential for the island. Each team will begin with an initial seed capital of twenty dollars."

As soon as he finished, the comments section blew up.

[Twenty dollars? Wasn't it fifty before? Twenty dollars won't even cover a meal for two!]

The other two teams had already paired up. Naturally, Harper teamed up with Molly.

The production team drove the three teams into the city, gave them a quick makeover, and then set them loose to do their thing.

While the other teams were out hustling for jobs, Harper and Molly found an internet café and booted up two computers.

Everyone was stunned. Weren't they supposed to be working to earn startup money? What were they doing in an internet café?

Playing games? Watching movies? The viewers were completely baffled.

Ignoring the viewers' speculations, Harper turned on her computer and said to Molly, "Feel free to play some games or watch a movie if you want."

Molly nodded, her face showing complete trust in Harper.

After all, Harper was her best friend, and nothing could stump her.

Molly really did start watching a new movie, taking her time.

Harper, on the other hand, opened her computer, clicked on a couple of unfamiliar websites, and her fingers flew across the keyboard.

Even though the camera was on her, almost no one could understand the code on her screen or what she was doing.

Some students noticed that Harper was fixing a company's firewall, with a payout of three million dollars.

In just a few minutes, she completed the task.

Three million dollars were transferred to her account immediately.

Everyone was left in awe.

Around noon, Harper stretched, and said, "Alright, that should do it."

She looked at Molly, "This money should be enough."

Molly glanced at the string of numbers on Harper's screen and fell silent.

The account showed thirty million dollars.

[Earning thirty million dollars in about three hours? Unbelievable!]

The viewers were silent.

The viewers were shocked. This was insane.

The viewers could hardly believe that in just a few hours, they had earned thirty million dollars.

Not just the viewers, even the production team was stunned.

The director stared at the long string of numbers, unable to react for a while.

He wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.

He knew Harper was impressive, but this was beyond crazy.

Some viewers started questioning if the production team was cheating to create buzz.

The production team was at a loss. They really hadn't done anything; Harper had genuinely earned the thirty million dollars herself.

Just a few keystrokes from Harper, and thirty million dollars were transferred to her account. Who would believe that?

No one believed it; everyone thought it was a publicity stunt by the production team.

The director was rendered speechless.

At this point, a professor posted an explanation on social media, finally clearing things up.

It turned out that Harper's first three million dollars came from fixing a company's security defenses. The company had been hacked, losing hundreds of millions of dollars, so they offered a high price to fix the vulnerabilities.

The second task involved calculating research codes for a project that had been delayed for three months, hence the high price.

The third task was maintaining a company's system.

After the professor's detailed explanation, the viewers finally understood how Harper had earned the money.

The viewers fell silent again, followed by a frenzy of exclamation marks.

[Harper was truly amazing!!!]

Harper and Molly completed their tasks quickly and then leisurely went to a hotel to rest.

Meanwhile, people started calling out to Caden.

"Mr. Elikin, Mr. Elikin, did you see that? Your fiancée is incredible!"

Caden had indeed seen it; he had been watching Harper's live stream the whole time. He kept sending her virtual gifts until he typed on the screen: "She's mine."

Harper was his, and no one should get any ideas.

The other two teams weren't as lucky. One team worked as restaurant servers for a day and earned only three hundred dollars.

The other team worked as car models for a day, earning a thousand dollars.

When the three teams regrouped, the other two teams were stunned by the amount of gear Molly and Harper had.

What was going on? Did they really earn all that?

One male celebrity finally managed a dry laugh and asked, "Are all these supplies from Ms. Reyes and Ms. Orsini?"

Even the other guests were taken aback. They had never seen anything like this on any show before.

The director had to explain, "Ms. Orsini earned a substantial amount of money, and after spending some, she invested the rest in our show."

Harper never hesitated to build connections.

"What did they do to earn so much?" the male celebrity asked, his voice high-pitched with disbelief.

The director patiently explained, "Ms. Orsini logged onto a website, took on a few tasks, and earned the money."

"How much money did Harper actually make, and does she have any extra to invest in our show?"

The other guests questioned.

The director took a deep breath, "Thirty million dollars!"

"What?" The four guests almost shouted in unison.

The rest of the recording felt like a vacation. Harper and Molly brought plenty of supplies to the island, with food and drinks aplenty. It didn't feel like survival; it felt like a holiday.

When the recording ended, Molly emerged victorious. The male celebrity who had been waiting for Molly to fail was completely deflated and didn't dare target her anymore.

After all, Molly had Harper's support.

As they returned to the hotel, the male celebrity quietly followed Harper.

"Ms. Orsini, can I have a moment of your time?"

Molly looked puzzled but glanced at Harper and then left.

The male celebrity had a flattering smile, with a hint of sycophancy in his eyes.

Harper asked, "What do you want to say?"

The male celebrity looked at Harper, who was even more beautiful than the actresses in the entertainment industry. Her status was undeniable, and if he could win her favor, his future resources would be limitless.With that in mind, the male celebrity handed Harper a room key card, "Ms. Orsini, would you like to have dinner with me?"

Harper glanced at the room key and almost laughed in anger.

Was he offering himself? Did he think he could win her over with just a handsome face? How ridiculous!

She was about to refuse when a cold voice came from behind.

"She doesn't have time."

Harper paused and turned to see a man in a wheelchair, his face stern and almost frosty.

Caden had arrived.