Those Years When I Became a Big Shot on the Horror Bus

The four words - shut-in, fair-skinned, short, and weak - perfectly describe Mo Shuwan.

Until one day, she boarded the mysterious dimensional bus and gained a group of变态 teammates...

Th...

Chapter 338 A Triumphant Return

After a moment, seeing that they showed no inclination to engage in conversation, someone asked, "Have you found the ingredients yet? Can you guarantee breakfast for tomorrow morning?"

It seems that many people are still worried that they will also be implicated.

"None of your business."

Mo Shuwan, who had already crawled into the tent, paused for a moment. Hearing Cheng Hua arguing with them again outside, she felt helpless and sighed softly. She ignored the argument outside, took the Hope Egg out of her space card and placed it aside. After surrounding it with crystals, she lay down and closed her eyes.

Wen Zuo and Mo Shuwan, who were in the tent next to each other, did the same thing and then lay down to rest.

Meanwhile, the argument in the square continued and was escalating. Cheng Hua, the troublemaker, went into his tent to sleep halfway through, and it wasn't until the others had been arguing for more than half an hour that they realized he was gone.

It's exactly five o'clock.

Zhao Xizhe walked out of the tent with a dark expression.

The soldiers who had been guarding the vicinity immediately rushed forward, "Captain, I have good news and bad news."

"Let's start with the bad stuff."

The soldier said, "Today's morning training involves going to Battlefield One and engaging in close combat with foreign invaders."

Zhao Xizhe paused, his already bad expression turning even darker. For the various management levels within the legion, every time they went to the No. 1 battlefield for training, it was the time when they were most likely to lose manpower. It could basically be called the most chaotic area among all the fortresses, with no order and no security whatsoever.

Zhao Xizhe quickened his pace toward the square. Seeing them reminded him that they had dozens of blue-level soldiers while he only had single-digit numbers. His anger surged. "You have fifty-six minutes to eat breakfast."

Zhao Xizhe's voice echoed throughout the entire square, his anger undisguised, even waking up Mo Shuwan and the others who were asleep.

"Early enough..."

Mo Shuwan sat up and glanced at the Hope Egg surrounded by crystals beside her. She noticed that the egg seemed to have grown a little bigger, and the color of the crystals had become lighter and lighter, probably because they had been absorbed by the Hope Egg. She reached out and tapped the eggshell. "If you've stayed in there long enough, hurry up and come out. Don't oversleep."

Meanwhile, the soldier who was standing with Zhao Xizhe outside the square waited and waited but Zhao Xizhe didn't ask any questions. He couldn't help but speak up, "Captain, the good news is that you can choose only two hundred people from them. Each new recruit team in the legion only needs to send two hundred people this time."

Zhao Xizhe frowned. "Only two hundred people?"

The soldier nodded.

Zhao Xizhe's anger slowly subsided, but his furrowed brows did not relax at all. "Even if the number of casualties is relatively high each time, only by experiencing it firsthand can soldiers be trained. If we don't let them participate and don't let them confront foreign invaders head-on, when will these guys ever get to the front lines?"

The soldier shrank back; he was just a messenger and really didn't know why only two hundred men were needed this time.

Meanwhile, Mo Shuwan and the others came out of the tent and finished washing up. There were only 49 minutes left until 6 o'clock. They all had to finish washing up and eating breakfast within these 49 minutes.

"Damn it, can you guys stop dawdling like that?!"

"Hehe, it must be because they couldn't find any ingredients yesterday, so now they have nothing to cook and they have to dawdle and waste time."

"Even if it were available, I wouldn't dare eat it. Who knows if they would poison us?"

Cheng Hua looked at Mo Shuwan, "Are we really going to make food for people like them?"

Before Mo Shuwan could speak, Liu Dongcheng, who was tugging at his coat, suddenly sneered, "Just consider it pig feed."

“…Good idea.”

Having no tools to make breakfast, the only way they could cook the dinosaur meat was to roast it over a fire.

"Take them all out and line them up. I'll take care of the rest."

After Mo Shuwan finished speaking, Yun Chen and Cheng Hua both looked at her with some curiosity. Since they would find out soon, they didn't ask any questions. They silently moved out all the stored dinosaur carcasses and arranged them side by side as Mo Shuwan had instructed. After a final count, there were at least twelve of them, and they were all quite large.

Mo Shuwan then piled all the dinosaurs from the ring over there, and then, amidst countless shocked gazes, she took out her silver bow, drew back the bowstring, and released it. A fiery red arrow flew towards a group of dinosaur corpses, and in just half a minute, a meaty aroma wafted out.

"...Damn, they actually found so many ingredients, and... grilled them all!"