Because they were so excited to enter the mountains, many students did not check the contents of the packages. Naturally, they did not expect that the food prepared by the instructors turned out to be compressed biscuits.
At first, several people were unwilling to rummage through their bags. Finally, they emptied their bags and finally realized the cruel fact that there was only one kind of food.
"Damn it, how can anyone eat this thing? I didn't spend money to go to school to suffer." The hot-tempered Le Mingyu was the first to explode. He suddenly raised his hand and threw the thing in his hand down the slope. After throwing it away, he shouted loudly, "I won't play with you anymore. Where is the instructor? Let the instructor come out. I will file a complaint against you. Where are you?"
His yells echoed in the mountains and forests in the evening, but except for his own echo, there was still no movement around him.
At this time, several people calmed down and realized that things were unusual.
Gu Yitong mumbled his eyes, stood up and looked around, his face getting uglier and uglier, "I guarantee with a 5.0 vision that there is no one else around here except us."
"Is there anyone else?" The faces of the students accompanying him froze, and they suddenly panicked, "Where are the teachers? Where are the instructors? Aren't they supposed to be nearby?"
Gu Yitong stared into the distance, and finally could only utter three words, "I don't know."
Fang Ye touched his wrist, thought of something, and sighed softly: "Hey, it seems that we can only go out if we find the designated place."
Several students trembled, their eyes widened and their voices trembled, "You mean, in these four days, we have to survive here on our own, without teachers or anyone's help?"
"Yes." Fang Ye pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, nodded and said, "In these four days, we only have the things in our backpacks."
After the words fell, several other people involuntarily hugged the backpacks in their arms tightly. Looking at the gradually dimming jungle around them, their hearts were replaced by fear for a moment.
They are just children from ordinary families. They have no worries about food and clothing. They grew up under the care of their parents. They have never even cooked a meal, let alone be self-reliant.
In contrast, Gu Yitong, the four young masters, behaved calmly. Although they have not suffered hardships and have lived well since childhood, they have a broad vision and precocious mind. They will not be afraid of unexpected situations. Too embarrassing.
But now facing a tent, a pile of firewood, and compressed biscuits in my hand, I still felt a little uncomfortable.
Among them, Song Ye was the calmest. While everyone else was still immersed in shock, she had already torn open the biscuit package, took a mouthful of biscuits and a sip of mineral water and ate it silently.
Everyone looked at the young man's delicate and calm profile reflected in the firelight, and the fear and annoyance in their hearts were gradually suppressed. A few students who were shivering just now also started to nibble on the cookies.
"You've guessed it a long time ago, right?" Meng Ziheng turned his head and looked at Song Ye beside him. Remembering her strange expression when the instructor spoke, he already answered in the affirmative.
Song Ye slowly swallowed a mouthful of biscuits, and then said: "Use less water, it will take a long time." Since the rules were for a two-person competition, she still kindly gave her opponent a heads up.
"Then in the woods that afternoon, you also wanted to prevent me from using water?" Meng Ziheng suddenly thought of the wet tissue.
Song Ye nodded. Although she had water reserves in her space, exposing her space to these young men was not worth the gain.
Meng Ziheng suddenly realized, and now he was somewhat impressed by Song Ye.
On the other side, Le Mingyu, who had just thrown away the biscuits, heard this and his anger suddenly rose. He stood up and rushed towards Song Ye.
"You brat, you knew the inside story a long time ago, why didn't you tell me earlier?" The man was so tall and powerful that he rushed towards him. Several people around him were not expecting this and were stunned on the spot.
Seeing that he stretched out his arm and was about to grab Song Ye's collar, Meng Ziheng also shouted, "Mingyu, stop!"
But Le Mingyu was like a firecracker that was set on fire. He would not give up until his anger was vented. There happened to be a punching bag in front of him, so how could he give up so easily. So even if Meng Ziheng shouted to stop, he still stretched out his arms to catch people.
Just the next second, the arm was clasped by a slightly cold hand, and with a gentle push, he felt a pain in his arm and retracted it like a cramp.
Meng Ziheng was also shocked, stood up and stood in front of Le Mingyu, frowned and said sternly: "Stop making trouble, Song Ye doesn't know anything."
"I don't know? The ghost trusts him too much. Everyone was drinking water along the way, but he didn't take a sip of water. He knew that everyone would have to rely on these things for the next four days, but he just watched and said nothing. He clearly did it on purpose, to make us die of thirst in four days." Le Mingyu was staring at Song Ye all the way, so he could see her every move.
At this moment, there was no mineral water in his backpack and the biscuits were thrown away. The regret and confusion derived from this dilemma of running out of money and food made him couldn't help blaming Song Ye for everything.
"Haha..." Song Ye, who was sitting on the ground, swallowed the last bite of biscuits and then chuckled. With a cold sarcasm on his face, he raised his head and said, "Could it be that you would believe what I said back then?"
"I..." Le Mingyu wanted to retort, but found that he was speechless for a moment.
The rest of the people were also speechless. Everyone's rejection of Song Ye was obvious along the way. Even if she tried to dissuade her, most of them would not believe it.
"It's one thing not to believe it, but it's another thing to say it or not..." A student opposite muttered, looking a little frustrated. In their eyes, they just hate rejecting others, but they can't stand being hidden.
Maybe it was Song Ye who said at the time that if something happened now, they would also shift the blame to her.
Song Ye's eyes passed through the firelight and fell on the student opposite. The deep black pupils seemed to be able to swallow up the flames. They looked a bit penetrating. Then in the other's evasive eyes, her cold voice conveyed In the past, "Whether you live or die is none of my business."
No one stipulates that we must help each other in difficulties. The strong should help the weak. The naive ideas of these little carrot heads in front of us are just like the poor asking the rich to spend money to relieve them. It is both arrogant and stupid. .
No one expected that the cold young man would say such harsh words. At this moment, she was no longer the indifferent and peaceful young man along the way. In her eyes, everyone could clearly see her indifference to life. It's really a piece of cake.