Survival in Ancient Times, Forced to Live Broadcast to Build Infrastructure

[Wild Survival + Live Broadcast + Infrastructure + Easy Daily Life + Funny Group Photos] During the May Day team building, five people rolled into the virgin forest with their tents. At first, there were enough wild vegetables and mushrooms, and life was very happy. But the strange horoscope, the ferocious beasts they had never seen before, and the abnormal vegetation everywhere shattered their luck, and they traveled through time! Going down the mountain and wanting to blend in with the world? When the villagers saw their short hair and fancy clothes, they picked them up and put them on the grill. Become a refugee in the city? Without identification documents, I was almost taken away to dig a ditch. The five people hugged their heads and ran around: "Why do others travel through the Golden Finger and we have nothing but mosquito bags?" "Ding! The modern live broadcast system is successfully bound. You need to live broadcast for 120 hours every month. The unfinished reward is a thunder and lightning experience card." In order not to be chopped into ashes, the five of them bravely launched the broadcast: the ancient version of wilderness survival, asking for rewards online. He hung up the little yellow car and said: "Purely natural wild mushrooms, the same style as the mountain god, the link is in the lower left corner." Relying on rewards and bringing goods in exchange for a steady stream of tools, fine seeds, medicines, and building materials, the five of them took root in the mountains to open up wasteland, build stoves and kilns, cut trees and frame beams, and unknowingly built an otherworldly mountain manor. I don't know when it started, but rumors spread like wildfire: There is a god in the mountains, who can turn stones into gold and control the wind and rain... Ancient people knelt outside the mountain gate to pray for spiritual manifestations. The audience burst into laughter during the barrage. The five people looked at the screen and said "hahaha" and looked at each other, "Aren't we savages driven crazy by KPIs? How did we become gods?"