And because those who have a good relationship with Mo Shangjun can also be assigned some food to the class, they become more and more enthusiastic about those "people who have a good relationship with Mo Shangjun" in the class.

For a time, Mo Shangjun's third class and their generous behavior became the focus of everyone's discussion.

"No one else can be so generous."

"Why didn't I start hugging such a thigh?"

"I'll leave it here for now. If anyone dares to speak ill of me, Sister Mo, in the future, I will be incompatible with that person!"

"Come on, who is your sister? Don't be ashamed? My sister only has a younger brother like me."

"Can you please save some face? Is Aunt Mo someone like you who can get close to me?"

…

Large-scale family recognition scene.

The cooking scene, which was originally quite depressing, suddenly became much more relaxed because of the arrival of Mo Shangjun and the others.

Peng Yuqiu and Mu Zilin stood not far away, watching all this.

"This is the first time I have seen such a scene," Mu Zilin said with a slight smile on her lips, and her eyes softened when she looked at the group of students, "It is not uncommon for people to quarrel and get violent if they don't agree with each other.

This is the first time I’ve seen someone sharing food.”

"Because they have the ability and don't have to worry about food." Peng Yuqiu shrugged.

"Ability..."

Mu Zilin's tone was slightly elongated, and finally she chuckled, looking somewhat relieved.

When Bu Yirong allowed them to leave to find food privately, she did not expect that Mo Shangyun and others would find so much.

Most of the time, students will return without success.

Occasionally, students will get a little bit of food, only enough for one or two people, and everyone in the class will be gone after one bite.

I have never seen such a spectacular scene before.

"Instructor Yan, it's really hard to meet such a bunch of students who don't follow the routine." Mu Zilin said with a smile.

"..."

Peng Yuqiu cannot be denied.

There are too many talented students in this group, which directly puts a lot of pressure on the entire assessment and all instructors.

However, Lord Yan will take care of it.

Because Yan Tianxing is around, they always don't have to worry too much, they just need to follow Yan Tianxing's orders.

"Have you heard? Because of the special nature of this group of female students, Team Yan and Team Jiang have both submitted reports and plan to form a new women's team." Mu Zilin lowered her voice slightly and looked at the people in the open space outside the camp.

batch of students, his eyes gradually became darker.

"No..." Peng Yuqiu replied subconsciously, and then realized the seriousness of the problem. He asked Mu Zilin in surprise, "Is the news reliable?"

"Nine times out of ten," Mu Zilin said, "your infantry deputy team must know."

Peng Yuqiu paused and said: "This is not just a matter of formation."

"So Team Yan and Team Jiang are both busy." Mu Zilin said, "As you know, there was an idea to form a new women's team in the past two years, but the passing rate was too low, so we kept putting it off.

Until now."

Peng Yuqiu frowned and nodded.

If the formation of a new team is confirmed, this group of female students... would be huge.

Peng Yuqiu subconsciously looked at Mo Shangjun from Class 3.

*

After Mo Shangjun and others succeeded in searching for food, the students in other classes followed suit.

They did not have the ability to get food in one trip, but this did not stop them from being eager to get extra food, so they used all their spare time to make traps around the camp, trying to make as many as they could to get some.

Even if they have a little food, even if they occasionally get a mouse or two, they are lucky.

In GS9, a place that is ridiculously tolerant, there are no instructors to stop them, but instead acquiesce in their actions.

As a result, all the students in each class have become more and more skilled in making traps, with fast speed and exquisite traps. When they are free, they will even discuss ways to improve them. When needed, their skills have been improved unexpectedly.

And because of Mo Shangjun's behavior of sharing food, they seemed to be infected, and they were also willing to share trap techniques, without hiding anything, and tried their best to let the students in other classes have some meat to eat.

The atmosphere seemed to be gradually improving during the "make traps and get food" plan.

However, this good range only lasted for a few days.

The way to destroy this range is simple.

After realizing that their trap-making skills were almost perfect, Bu Yirong appropriately added some training items, so that they no longer had time to make traps. When they were busy, they even had no time to check traps and obtain food.

there is none left.

The cooking time has also been reduced to half an hour. It takes ten or twenty minutes just to process the fresh ingredients. There is no time to prepare them. They can only watch the food they get rotten and are powerless.

As a result, the atmosphere that had just changed a little became increasingly oppressive, and the previously harmonious relationship among the students also changed unknowingly.

They used to get together and complain before going to bed.

Since the amount of training has been increased, the students no longer even think about complaining, and they just want to lie down on the bed and fall asleep.

Even Mo Shangjun began to blend into the noisy snoring environment at night, and fell asleep within five minutes of falling down.

Occasionally, Mo Shangyun would wake up in the middle of the night.

It was not because I was woken up by the sound of snoring or grinding my teeth, but because I heard some different sounds.

Such as, crying.

In the silent night, outside the tent were all the sounds of the jungle, one after another, not belonging to the human world.

However, just one tent away, here we return to the human world.

Apart from the noisy sounds, the low sobbing became extremely obvious.

Mo Shangyun woke up from his sleep, listened carefully, and realized that it was the voice from across the aisle.

This is not surprising.

Many people cry in bed late at night because they cannot bear the pressure, or the pain they suffered during the day, but most people just ignore it.

"When I took the college entrance examination, I wasn't so stressed."

The sobbing man whispered, his voice full of sadness and pain.

"Okay, okay, just grit your teeth and hold on and get over it." The student in the bed next to her moved and patted her shoulder through the quilt.

"I can't stand it anymore and want to quit." The sobbing girl continued.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We managed to survive until now." The bed next door comforted in a low voice, "Isn't it your dream to join the special forces?"

"Dreams are for strong people. I admit defeat. I really can't bear it anymore."

"We came here together. What will I do if you leave?"

"I……"

"Think about it again, okay?"

"Do you really think that if we endure and endure so much, we can survive until the end?"

"..."

The bed next door said nothing.

Gradually, the sobs subsided.

After a long time, Mo Shangjun heard her say: "I envy them 005. They seem to be born with no weaknesses."

"Um."

What responded to her was a somewhat uneasy sound from the bed next door.

So, the two people never spoke again.

After an unknown amount of time, they finally fell into a deep sleep.

But Mo Shangyun was looking at the darkness above her head. There was no light, and she couldn't even see the top of the tent. There was a wind leak somewhere, and a cool wind blew into the tent and brushed against her cheek. This feeling made her more and more anxious.

wide awake.

She stared into the darkness.

There is no light in the usually bright eyes.

She was thinking that everyone has weakness, but in this place, she must force herself to be strong, from body to heart, from the inside out. Only strong enough to compete with the people here and those who need to face

The right dark battle.

Mo Shangyun closed his eyes and his breathing calmed down.

The next morning, Mo Shangjun returned from morning exercise and found that the two beds across the aisle had been vacated. They had exchanged whispers last night, and the two vulnerable girls chose to quit together.
Chapter completed!