Chapter 591 Simulation Exercise 2
"Sitting idly by and waiting to die is not the solution..."
The campfire crackled as Li Mu frowned, poking at the firewood, while the sound of his teammates counting off echoed in the snow.
From one to sixty, not one was missing... Wait, Li Mu's movements suddenly froze. Were there sixty people?
"How many people don't remember?"
Li Mu inadvertently blurted out what was on his mind. Li Yuan, standing to the side, sighed softly, looking at him with dark, unfathomable pupils, like a bottomless abyss.
As if shrouded in a thin mist, Li Mu was in a state of confusion, unable to grasp the problem. However, his military instincts were screaming, alerting him to the approaching danger.
At some point, the counting stopped, the conversations ceased, and the world fell silent.
Li Mu suddenly stood up, drew his longsword, and pointed it at Li Yuan: "Who are you?!"
Li Yuan sat still, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him innocently: "I'm Li Yuan, your teammate, have you forgotten?"
Li Mu's eyes flickered for a moment, then instantly hardened: "Impossible! I would never team up with Li Yuan!"
No matter how confused he is, how could he not understand himself?
It can only be said that Li Mu's resentment towards the Chu people and Li Yuan was heartfelt and unshakable!
Upon hearing this, "Li Yuan's" smile widened, a strange curve appearing at the corner of her mouth. "If you don't recognize me, then what about your teammates?"
Li Mu suddenly turned around, only to find empty space behind him; Pang Nuan and the rest of the team members had all disappeared.
"You won't get out of the snowfield without teammates, so team up with me, I'm the perfect teammate for you!"
"Pah!" Li Mu refused without hesitation, raising his longsword. "Disgusting thing, if I can't beat Li Yuan, then I'll beat you!"
No matter what the other side is, brute force will overcome all obstacles; kill them first and ask questions later!
Perhaps because Li Yuan's face was still on the other side, Li Mu's movements became even more ferocious, and it's hard to say whether he was taking the opportunity to vent his resentment.
On the other side, after Pang Nuan finished counting the number of people, she turned around to tell Li Mu the good news, but when she turned her head, there was no one by the empty campfire.
Their leader had disappeared, and Li Yuan had disappeared too… Wait a minute, Pang Nuan suddenly realized something was wrong. When did they meet Li Yuan? When did they team up? How did Li Mu manage to coexist peacefully with Li Yuan?
Something's not right!
Li Yuan quietly took two steps back, looking at the sixty people sitting together, resting in place. He pursed his lips slightly. Were these really all his team members...?
Inside the Zhangtai Palace, there was complete silence.
Above them, on the real-time monitoring screen of the Sky Eye system, the situations encountered by each team during the exercise were being displayed.
Seeing the contestants, who were already driven crazy after only a short time, the ministers hesitated to speak and couldn't help but look at His Majesty the First Emperor.
Is it really okay for the eldest son to do this? Won't a bunch of them go in vertically and a whole bunch come out horizontally?
Ying Zheng's expression was cold and stern, making it impossible to discern his true attitude.
But Zhang Liang couldn't stand it any longer. As the eldest son's biggest supporter, he immediately expressed his opinion: "I think the eldest son's setup this time is particularly ingenious."
The others couldn't help but glance at him sideways. They didn't say anything, but they couldn't wait to speak up for the eldest son. He really was the "eldest son's biggest fan".
At this moment, everyone was still teasing each other until they heard Zhang Liang's next words.
"Whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made calamity, the Qin Dynasty is clearly still capable of dealing with it. But if we're talking about a crisis that could destroy the world... especially a crisis that we can't detect, the more difficult and beyond our understanding the test set by the eldest son is, the more valuable it is for us to practice."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression turned serious. Indeed, although the rules set by the young master were unconventional, and few might ultimately pass, wasn't that precisely the purpose of their rehearsal?
What does temporary success matter? What matters is whether they truly have the ability to deal with a real cataclysmic crisis, in whatever form it may be.
Upon looking at the screen again, everyone's gaze changed drastically, becoming more solemn and serious.
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"Creak, creak..."
Meng Yi led the team, walking slowly across the snow-covered plain.
After experiencing a series of unexpected situations, such as team members disappearing without a trace and the team suddenly becoming much larger, he has maintained a high level of vigilance.
Using pre-set secret command phrases within the team, they quickly identified their true teammates, then drew their longswords without hesitation and gave the order to attack.
The contestants selected from the Neishi Commandery were mostly soldiers themselves, and had undergone prior training. Therefore, they carried out the orders without hesitation upon hearing them.
The person who was killed instantly turned into a cloud of snow mist and vanished before everyone's eyes. It was as if a barrier had been pierced, and everyone realized that these "teammates" were not real teammates after all.
"How did the others disappear?"
Zhang Liang frowned and looked at Meng Yi, but Meng Yi didn't even blink and pierced through his body with a single sword strike.
"you……"
Meng Yi drew his sword without hesitation, his face cold: "Zifang won't come to ask me."
Isn't it obvious who's the brain and who's the weapon between the two of them?
Seeing "Zhang Liang" struggling desperately, but his body gradually turning into snow mist, Meng Yi continued, "Also, Zifang didn't even participate in the drills. The eldest son said that child labor cannot be used!"
"..." Outside the screen, Zhang Liang, watching this scene, inexplicably felt as if he had really been stabbed. Meng Yi was really decisive in his move!
However, if you're going to give a reason, then give a reason, but don't give every reason imaginable! Is this really understanding him, or just remembering what the eldest son said?
Of course, the others were quite satisfied with Meng Yi's performance, feeling that he was quite qualified as a leader of the younger generation.
"Meng Yi and Zifang are indeed the best combination."
Han Fei couldn't help but sigh, "Even when they're not together, they're both very strong."
Li Si then sighed, "They also have the same weakness, if..."
Before he could finish speaking, the scene on the screen changed.
The so-called "weakness" was thus vividly revealed to Meng Yi.
"Yi, why are you so slow? Come here quickly—"
The eldest son, Fusu, stood not far away, waving to Meng Yi with a familiar, nonchalant smile...
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