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The training lasted fifteen days. After putting most of the students down, the instructor finally showed mercy and gave them a day off. After a day off, it was the final field survival assessment.

Bai Maomao was meditating on the bed in the dormitory, and Lang Junxian was reading a book next to him. Everyone in the dormitory was there, and they were all quietly staying in their positions at the moment, glancing at Lang Junxian furtively from the corner of their eyes.

Mo Qin was most familiar with Bai Maomao, and when he received the winks from the other two roommates, he said in a silent atmosphere, "Xiaobai."

"Huh?" Bai Maomao opened his eyes.

Lang Junxian moved his ears.

Mo Qin giggled twice, and quickly said: "When the military training is over, let's have a dinner in the dormitory," Mo Qin said, glanced at Lang Junxian, and said vaguely: "You can bring... .”

"Okay." Bai Maomao nodded and looked at Lang Junxian, "Shouldn't you go back? The teacher will come to check the bedroom soon."

"Well, then I'll go first." Lang Junxian put away the book, glanced at Bai Maomao, then turned and went back to the next bedroom.

Early the next morning, the academy members were woken up by the shrill bell.

Bai Maomao rubbed the pillow reluctantly, and got up in a daze.

Mo Qin, who was below, urged him directly: "Uncle Bai, please hurry up, today is the field assessment."

"Oh." Bai Maomao changed her clothes, jumped off the upper bunk, and brushed her teeth with a cup.

The four of them packed up quickly, and hurried to the playground to assemble.

The field survival assessment sounds similar to an ordinary camping event, but in fact, it was named so by Xuanhuang University to keep pace with the times.

Except for the assessment site, Xiaodongtian, which can be matched with the wild, the rest of the content has nothing to do with camping.

The ecological environment in Xiaodongtian almost completely continues the ancient times, and there are all kinds of unknown monsters and monster plants. What these students have to do is to follow the clues given by the school to find the various wooden signs that were put in in advance. The patterns engraved on each wooden plaque are different, and the scores represented are also different.

The assessment is divided into groups, with five to eight people in each group, and they can be freely matched and combined without any interference from the school or the teacher.

The final assessment score will have group scores, but at the same time individual scores will also be included in the final score, so in addition to competition between groups, there will also be fights among members of the group.

After the teacher announced the rules, he gave up the field to the students. It has been half a month since the school started, and the students have formed their own small circles. After hearing the rules of team formation, they quickly started looking for their teammates.

Bai Maomao was naturally in a group with Lang Junxian, Mo Qin glanced left and right, and followed Bai Maomao with a smile, "Maomao, let's be in a group."

Ever since he heard Lang Junxian call Bai Maomao once, he no longer called Bai Maomao by his first name, and continued to call him by his nickname.

Bai Maomao nodded, and looked back at the other two roommates, "Do you have a team? Do you want to go together?"

The other two nodded quickly.

Counting them, there were still only five of them. Bai Maomao tilted his head and looked around, and saw a small boy standing in the middle of the playground with a face full of bewilderment. Most of the others had found a team, but he was the only one standing alone. It becomes very conspicuous.

"Do you want to go together?" Bai Maomao looked at him with no expression on his face.

Yan Miao looked at him timidly, "I don't know anything."

"together?"

Yan Miao nodded timidly, and carefully looked at the expression on Bai Maomao's face, but did not see sympathy or pity from his face.

"Let's go."

Lang Junxian stepped forward, his tall body covered Bai Maomao, who was shorter than him, in the shadow, getting too close, made Bai Maomao feel oppressed, Bai Maomao pushed him away dissatisfied, and walked forward.

The small cave has already opened, and the students, in groups, stand in the teleportation array and are randomly sent to a certain corner of the small cave.

Soon it was Bai Mao Mao's turn.

Bai Maomao took Lang Junxian's hand, a burst of white light flashed, and the six of them were teleported into the small cave.

The place where they were transported was a forest, surrounded by tall unknown trees, with densely growing branches and leaves spread out, layers upon layers, tightly blocking the sunlight above.

The strong sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves with difficulty, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground.

It was very quiet in the woods. Bai Maomao and Lang Junxian looked at each other, and felt that there should be no great danger, so they led the team forward.

There are rotten branches and leaves on the ground, which are soft and fluffy when stepped on. Not only is it uncomfortable, but it also feels sticky and astringent.

Bai Maomao and Lang Junxian have high cultivation, walking on such a soft ground, their steps are still light, but the other four people can't do it, walking with deep feet and shallow feet, and they are a little out of breath after a while.

"Hey, let me tell you..." Mo Qin fanned himself with his hands, and crushed the soles of his feet uneasily, "Don't you think it's weird?"

"I also find it weird when you say it," another roommate, Liu Lei, echoed.

"It's a little strange..." Bai Maomao rubbed the soles of his feet, and bit his ear with Lang Junxian.

"Let's go quickly, something is wrong here." Lang Junxian turned around to remind him, and quickened his pace.

The others shut their mouths immediately after hearing what Lang Junxian said, and silently quickened their pace.

They have all heard of Lang Junxian's reputation in the Martial Arts Academy, and it's not like he can fight, but he's still a black hand.

The school forbids students to fight in private, but the group of people in the Martial Arts Academy will advocate the use of force to solve problems. I heard that on the first day of military training, some people disliked him and took the initiative to provoke him. Lang Junxian didn't care at first. On the third day, he was beaten to the ground by the impatient Lang Junxian.The person was sent to the school hospital, but nothing was found.

So after that, Lang Junxian's black hands spread in the martial arts academy.

Mo Qin shrank his neck, looking at Lang Junxian, he always had a feeling of fear, couldn't help but quietly fell behind two steps, and walked together with Yan Miao.

Yan Miao is carrying a mountaineering bag, which is attached to the back without saying a word.

After being quiet for a while, Mo Qin couldn't hold back anymore, and whispered to him, "Hey, what's your name?"

"Yan Miao."

"Which college?"

"Martial arts academy."

Mo Qin looked his small body up and down, speechless, "Hey boy, how did you get into the Martial Arts Academy, it's your luck that those violent elements didn't tear you apart."

Yan Miao lowered her eyes, twitched the corners of her mouth unnaturally, and did not answer.

Seeing him like this, Mo Qin murmured to himself that he was bored, shut his mouth and hurried on his way silently.

There were rustling sounds in the distance, and the soft ground vibrated slightly.

"Run!" Bai Maomao glanced back, his disgusting hairs were about to stand on end.

Behind them, insects were crawling towards them, like maggots, layer upon layer, almost half a foot high, rushing toward them like a tide.

There were many bugs, but the speed of wriggling was extremely fast. He and Lang Junxian ran fast, but the other four couldn't run at all.

Bai Maomao watched them run panting and sweating profusely, picked up one impatiently, exerted enough energy, and threw it forward.

The ground is soft and the leaves are thickly spread. It is better to be thrown by Baimaomao like this than to be submerged by the army of meat worms.

Bai Maomao struck quickly, one by one, throwing them all to the front.

The army of meat worms squirmed and chased here, Bai Maomao poked Lang Junxian, a little irritable, "Hurry up, burn these all."

Lang Junxian carefully looked at his livid face, and a flame gathered at his fingertips, "Are you afraid of bugs?"

"..." Bai Maomao was silent, and continued to urge him, "Hurry up, it's disgusting."

Seeing the army of meat worms getting closer, Lang Junxian stopped teasing him and threw a fireball out with a snap of his fingers.The ground was dry and covered with large leaves, and the fireball burst into flames as soon as it hit the ground.

Bai Maomao endured the nausea, and dragged Lang Junxian away quickly.

The four people who were thrown to the front by Bai Maomao were not injured. Bai Maomao used skillful energy. They are cultivators themselves, and they gathered their spiritual power. After a while in the air, they were able to land easily.

"Maomao's strength is really great." Mo Qin got up from the ground with his hands on his hands, and went to pull Yan Miao beside him.

Yan Miao pointed to the ground with a pale face, "The ground, the ground..."

"What's wrong with the ground?" Mo Qin looked over with a smile along his fingers, and saw that the rotten leaves on the ground had been rubbed away, and on the exposed ground were layers of corpses of insects, some dead for a long time, and some The fresh, cylindrical worms have sharp mouthparts at both ends, and the finger-length worm body is like an enlarged maggot. It may be that there are few people inhabited.

Now that they smashed it, all the rotten internal organs were pressed out, emitting a faint stench, and occasionally there were some small bugs crawling inside...

"Ouch~" Mo Qin covered his mouth and retched, while Yan Miao turned pale and walked away silently.