Mou Xuan's gaze swept across the corners of the conference room like a searchlight, and finally stopped on a figure who hunched his shoulders and wanted to squeeze himself into the crack of the wall.

"Zhong..." He drew out the last word, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

This guy named Zhong Qiang is a well-known "master of lying down" in the league.

When the end of the world came, he lay down; when zombies came, he lay down; now the alliance is going to hold a survival skills competition, he still lies down.

In his own words, "Just being alive is enough, why work so hard?"

As soon as the meeting was over, he wanted to slip away.

The organizer of the Li competition, a girl who is so busy that she wants to devote 25 hours a day to her work, is now running around like an ant on hot pot.

She had no experience in organizing such large-scale events, and now that she had met a "god teammate" like Zhong Qiang, she felt even more overwhelmed.

"Boss Mou, this Zhong Qiang is simply a 'human oil man'! I asked him to practice shooting, he said it was a waste of bullets; I asked him to practice fighting, he said he was afraid of getting hurt; I asked him to practice teamwork, he said it would be too noisy with too many people..." The organizer of the Li competition complained to Mou Xuan with tears and snot. His expression looked like a bullied little squirrel.

After listening to this, Mou Xuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"A beauty on earth? This description is amazing!" He thought to himself, it seems that he has to go out in person to meet this "master of lying down".

When we found Zhong Qiang, this guy was hiding in the corner of the warehouse, chewing on a piece of compressed biscuit, looking so leisurely.

Seeing Mou Xuan coming, he immediately shrank his neck like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Zhong Qiang, want to chat?" Mou Xuan didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"What...what are you talking about, Boss Mou?" Zhong Qiang's eyes flickered, and he was obviously feeling guilty.

"Tell me what you think about this competition." Mou Xuan's tone was calm, but with an unquestionable majesty.

Zhong Qiang hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "I think... this competition... is unnecessary..."

"Oh? Tell me your reasons." Mou Xuan folded his arms and looked at him leisurely.

"It's the end of the world now, why bother competing? It's a waste of time! It's better to stock up more supplies and find a safe place to hide." Zhong Qiang muttered, as if he was defending himself, or complaining.

Mou Xuan did not interrupt him and listened to him complain patiently.

After he finished speaking, he slowly said, "What you said makes sense. Survival is indeed the most important thing. But this does not mean that we have to give up improving ourselves. This competition is not only to select elites, but also to let everyone learn in actual combat and improve survival skills. Think about it, if one day you encounter an emergency and you don't have enough ability to protect yourself, what should you do? What's the point of stockpiling more supplies?"

Zhong Qiang was silent.

Mou Xuan's words were like a stone, causing ripples in the calm lake of his heart.

At this time, Chen Yao also came over. She gently patted Zhong Qiang on the shoulder and said softly, "Zhong Qiang, I know what you are worried about. But think about it, this is such a good opportunity! You can learn a lot of new skills, meet a lot of like-minded friends, and improve your status in the alliance. This is a hundred benefits for you, not a single harm!"

Chen Yao's gentle offensive, coupled with the encouragement from other contestants around him, made Zhong Qiang's heart begin to waver.

He looked at everyone's expectant eyes and began to reflect on his "lying down philosophy" for the first time.

"But... I... I don't have any special skills..." Zhong Qiang's voice was as small as a mosquito's hum.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Mou Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said slowly: "Who said you don't have any special skills..." He paused deliberately and looked at Zhong Qiang with sharp eyes.

The curve at the corner of Mou Xuan's mouth widened, like a cunning fox.

"Who said you don't have any special skills? You are a well-known 'theoretical master' in our alliance! No matter what problem someone has, you can analyze it clearly and logically. You are better than those experts and professors!"

Zhong Qiang felt a little embarrassed by the praise and scratched his head. "That...that's all nonsense..."

"Nonsense? I don't believe it!" Mou Xuan patted his shoulder with moderate force and a sense of trust.

"Well, I will assign you a position as a 'tactical analyst', responsible for analyzing the opponent's weaknesses and formulating battle plans. What do you think? This is an opportunity to fully utilize your strengths!"

Chen Yao also chimed in: "Yes, Zhong Qiang, your analytical ability is really strong! If you hadn't reminded us last time, we would have almost been ambushed by those mutant rats!"

The surrounding contestants also echoed and praised Zhong Qiang's "theoretical level".

Zhong Qiang felt a little flattered by everyone's praise and felt that his life value was finally recognized.

He straightened his chest, and his originally hunched back became straight.

"Then...then I'll give it a try..."

"Great! This is my good brother!" Mou Xuan laughed and patted Zhong Qiang's shoulder so hard that he almost fell down.

"From today on, you will be the brains of our competition! Whether we can get first place depends entirely on you!"

After being encouraged by Mou Xuan, Zhong Qiang suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.

He took a deep breath and his eyes became firm.

"Boss Mou, don't worry! I will do my best to win victory for our alliance!"

Seeing Zhong Qiang's change of attitude, the organizer of the Li competition was so excited that he almost jumped up.

She rushed over and held Zhong Qiang's hand tightly.

"Zhong Qiang, you are so great! With your participation, our competition will definitely be more successful!"

Zhong Qiang was startled by the enthusiasm of the organizers of the Li competition and quickly took a few steps back.

"Since everyone has no objection, then it's settled!" Mou Xuan clapped his hands and ended this brief conversation.

"Yaoyao, please pay more attention to the next training plan and arrange some relevant learning materials for Zhong Qiang."

Chen Yao nodded, "Don't worry, Mou Xuan, I will do my best."

"Okay, everyone take your positions and keep working hard!" After Mou Xuan finished speaking, he took Chen Yao out of the warehouse.

Looking at the departing backs of Mou Xuan and Shen Yao, Zhong Qiang took a deep breath.

He felt as if a new power was surging in his body.

He clenched his fists and swore secretly in his heart: This time, he must prove himself!

When he turned around and prepared to leave, he suddenly found that Mou Xuan was standing not far away, looking at him deeply...