After the spiritual energy was revived, everyone else was live-streaming my travels through time. Only I was actually trying to survive in the wilderness.
Hostess: I don't want to broadcast live in the wilderness anymore. Please save me from the Federation!
The federation has received it (but can't help you). Try your best, girl, but I'll give you a god-level recovery potion.
Hostess: Thank you, Dad
Hostess: Dear live broadcasters, what kind of animal is this?
Audience: ****——(blocked)
Hostess: ... I should have thought of it a long time ago.
Intention: How to survive