After Rebirth They Want Me Back novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7 

As Maddox stepped out of the car with that signature smoothness, the live chat blew up. 

[No fucking way, they actually got the Mad King! This show’s going all out!] 

[The surprise guest didn’t let us down, showing up last like the boss he is!] 

[Whether it’s Reece or Maddox, either one means massive viewership. This show’s gonna be huge!] 

[Big respect to the producers for nabbing Maddie, who never shows his face in public!] 

[Honestly, with how picky and sensitive Maddie is, I’m a little worried about how he’s gonna handle this kind of setup.] 

[I know it’s wrong, but damn, I kinda wanna see Maddie screw up. What’s wrong with me?] 

[LOL, same! I’d love to see that trainwreck!] 

[Throwing Mad King into this kind of chaos? That’s some hardcore shit!] 

[If there are team challenges, Maddie’s partners are definitely gonna have a rough time. Good luck to them!] 

[True! I already feel bad for whoever ends up paired with him.] 

Other fans and casual viewers couldn’t help but crack up at the die–hard comments from Maddox’s followers, all thinking, ‘Maddox’s fans are really something else… 

Right then, Maddox walked over, and everyone greeted him warmly. Even Jamar, who usually didn’t see eye–to–eye with Maddox, managed a polite nod in front of the cameras. 

Once all the guests were gathered, the director looked around and got things rolling. “Welcome, everyone, to the ‘From Scratch live reality show! 

“Here’s the deal: you’re gonna spend a week here, sharing your daily lives with the audience through the livestream. We’ll give you a place to stay, some basic cooking supplies, and a few tools. After that, it’s all on you.” 

Jamar, looking completely lost, spoke up. “Hold up, how are we supposed to do everything ourselves? Can we use our own cash?” 

The director gave him a sly smile. “Of course not. No using your own money.” 

“And we’ll need you to hand over your phones,” the director added with a casual shrug. “We’ll give you new ones to use for the show. How you figure out the rest? Well, that’s your problem. Good luck!” 

James leaned forward, curiosity written all over his face. “So, what kind of gear are we getting?” he asked, remembering that last survival show where they were given just three damn items–and not a thing more. 

The director, keeping a straight face, replied, “We’ll do our best to provide whatever tools you actually need.” He made it clear that this wasn’t one of those shows where the producers got their kicks out of making guests suffer—it was a different concept. 

“For example,” he explained, “if you want to fish, we can hook you up with rods or nets. Need to chop wood? We’ve got axes. The whole point of ‘From Scratch‘ is to experience what it’s like to survive without relying on cash.” 

Jamar let out a frustrated sigh. “No money at all? How the hell are we supposed to make that work? How do we get food or even water?” 

After a moment, he threw out another question. “Are you gonna set up tasks for us to earn stuff?” He’d seen that approach in 

other shows complete a challenge, get a reward or some kind of work gig 

The director shook his head, chuckling. “Nope. For this week, there are no tasks, no interference.” 

“You’ll be free to figure out how to get by he continued. “If you need food or drinks, you’ll have to trade with the locals or offer them some help in exchange for a meal” 

The producers were taking a risk, hoping that letting the guests roam and improvise on their own would lead to some raw, unscripted moments