CHAPTER 343: 343: FLYING STONE

"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...

Mo Zishuang’s eyes were fixed on the monitor, as she said word by word, "Things are not that simple!"

"What do you mean..." Lan Siming was once again baffled, filled with confusion, and even more at a loss about the meaning behind Mo Zishuang’s words.

"She wants to manipulate the outcome of the competition!" Mo Zishuang’s words squeezed out through her teeth. Clearly, she had already seen through the truth of the matter.

Lan Siming blinked, looking at the monitor, his eyes full of confusion, shock, and amazement...

He simply couldn’t believe this was happening, nor did he believe there was any chance of redemption...

Suddenly, Lan Siming thought of something again and said, "You wouldn’t have arranged this training for some ulterior motive... Could it be that mission... you’re preparing..."

As Lan Siming spoke halfway, he felt as if he lost his voice, like someone was squeezing his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Mo Zishuang lowered her eyes, appearing pensive, and said calmly, "If she is indeed special talent, then that mission is certainly hers alone. However, given the special circumstances of that mission, we cannot make a rash decision, so for now, let’s continue to observe..."

These words landed heavily on Lan Siming, who was already quite shocked. He knew Mo Zishuang well and understood that by ’observation,’ she meant she was already more or less convinced.

His mind was in turmoil, extremely shocked, and he never imagined that Mo Zishuang would have Gu Tong execute such a daunting task. Although her abilities are strong, she is, after all, still a new trainee...

These thoughts lingered in Lan Siming’s mind for a while but he chose not to voice them, because he clearly understood in his heart.

Now besides Gu Tong, there was no suitable candidate, she was the only choice for this mission, the last and only one!

...

Meanwhile, at the field training ground.

The captain of a certain squad under a tree was knocked unconscious by a sudden rock. He swayed left and right before collapsing, muttering, "So unlucky..."

This couldn’t be just regular bad luck; it was simply the worst kind of bad luck...

In the distribution of the 300 trainees from the Divine Artifact Team, their squad was the weakest, with only seven members, and three of them were rookie trainees.

Because of this, after the teams were drawn, they had little hope of winning...

They just wandered around looking for the places where the ’Undead’ discarded the trackers, hoping to find some hope...

However, who knew that disaster would strike from above, and their captain would be hit by a ’Flying Stone,’ knocking him out cold...