"What a Gu Tong!"
Mo Zishuang gritted her teeth, glaring viciously at the monitor, wishing she could drag Gu Tong, who was curled up in the bushes, out and give her a good beating!
Lan Siming shrank his neck, only now realizing that Mo Zishuang had also been tricked, and it was at the hands of Gu Tong. Given Mo Zishuang's temperament, she must be burning with rage now.
After pondering, he coughed and still said, "The trainees are scrambling around like headless flies, wasting a lot of energy, and certainly can't find resources on the spot... I fear that by afternoon, they'll engage in indiscriminate combat to seize resources... By then..." This training will lose its meaning...
Lan Siming didn't say the last sentence, but Mo Zishuang already understood. She clearly knew Lan Siming's thoughts now, which were to stop this meaningless training.
However...
Things were not that simple...
