The Yanxia Mountain looks quite beautiful in the morning. When viewed from a distance, it looks as if there is a colorful cloud hanging upside down in the sky, extending from the endless mountain tops to the sky like a delicate ribbon.

In the base at the foot of the mountain, each student has basically received the news of their grouping.

Ding Yan glanced at his phone, his face showing a slightly troubled expression.

"Why is it Director Qi?" Ding Yan said, "I was praying to the gods yesterday."

Now it seems that those gods, Buddhas and the like are completely useless!

Ji Qianqin, who was sitting opposite him, was looking at her phone, and then she said, "What bad luck."

Song Qingci next to him glanced at him, then adjusted his long sword and said calmly: "Director Qi is a very good leader."

"Although this exercise is a method of individuals interspersed with small groups, the leading teacher will not take any action, but sometimes, an experienced teacher can definitely save you from the threat of death."

"If nothing else, at least your safety can be guaranteed, and you won't die inexplicably while acting."

Carefully wiping the Yamata serpent's fang, Song Qingci said calmly, "Since the development of joint military exercises, many students have died in exercises due to various problems. This is difficult to avoid because the development of the situation can never keep up with the changes."

"However, as a teacher who has taught many classes of students, Director Qi has zero student deaths. This represents his rich experience and also represents your safety."

After listening to Song Qingci's long speech, Ding Yan took a look at her mobile phone.

Retracting his gaze, he rolled his eyes: "No wonder you have to say so much."

Song Qingci glanced at the gathering time and the teacher in charge on his phone and couldn't help but sigh.

Soon, Li Jingwen next to him also showed her head and said in a low voice: "I seem to be a prophet..."

Hearing this, Ding Yan, Ji Qianqin and Song Qingci all looked at her.

Then Ji Qianqin stretched out her hand, directly covered Li Jingwen's head, and rubbed it hard: "Oh, it's true, are children luckier?"

They both really envy Li Jingwen.

Although they said that the death rate of students under Qi Guang was zero, which meant that Director Qi was extremely experienced, if they really had to choose, they would choose another person without hesitation.

On the one hand, they were not very familiar with Qi Guang himself, and had only met him a few times at most. Even in school, they did not talk much.

On the other hand, of course, it is because there is absolutely no comparability between "experience" and "foreknowledge".

One is able to notice something only when it is about to happen, while the other is already standing at a higher level and looking down from the very beginning. The two sides are simply not in the same league.

That's why they act so envious.

Song Qingci could probably understand this point.

So she put down the white cloth she was using to wipe her teeth, and said calmly, "In fact, no matter who the teacher leading the team is, there is one thing I still need to tell you."

"There are always some extra small steps in every exercise. Sometimes it may be through the dropping of advantageous props from the air, and sometimes it may be that certain changes will occur in a certain area. Throughout the years, many students have failed because of these small steps. For example, the genius from Western Europe last year was hit by an airdrop while performing physiological activities because of a carelessness. Then, he had to regretfully lose the qualification for the exercise because of the competition from competitors who came to look for airdrops..."

This is probably why the genius became so depressed after returning to Western Europe.

The main thing is that picture...it's really unbearable.

Most people who encounter such social death would probably want to commit suicide on the spot, but that genius was able to even suppress his shyness, pull up his pants and fight with others, and finally lost regretfully under the dual influence of physiology and psychology. He returned to Western Europe and became a social loser. This can be said to be a strong psychological quality...

This is actually quite secret news.

The reason why Song Qingci knew this was because Bai Ling told her.

Although he was one of the younger members of the team, Bai Ling felt that Song Qingci had the most stable personality, so before this he told Song Qingci some things, hoping that he could pass them on to others.

According to Bai Ling, he might have something on his mind at that time, which might not be able to be conveyed perfectly, so it would be better for Song Qingci to communicate internally himself.

Song Qingci was skeptical about this.

What else could have delayed the "prophet"? However, she didn't think much about it.

Even though he had not followed Bai Ling for a long time, Bai Ling's relaxed attitude made Song Qingci subconsciously believe that most things were within Bai Ling's expectations.

Maybe he is also part of the white **** now?

Thinking of this, Song Qingci looked at the other people in Ming Zhou with a serious attitude: "Besides this, you need to pay attention to one more thing."

Hearing this, everyone present turned their heads at the same time and looked at Song Qingci.

Facing everyone's attention, Song Qingci groaned for a moment, then revealed all the information Bai Ling had given her: "This exercise is a little different from the past."

"In the past, because each country formed its own team, the relationship between the camps was more complicated. Basically, each country fought on its own, and the occasional alliance would quickly break up. However, this time, because the organizational form is different from before, the camps have also undergone certain adjustments."

She said: "The content of this exercise is hunting, you should know. But in addition to hunting alien species, we may also be hunted."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was slightly stunned.

Hunted? What does that mean?

Looking at Song Qingci, although they didn't say anything, they all expressed the same idea.

Under everyone's gaze, Song Qingci once again recalled the scene a few days ago when Bai Ling found him alone.

They were sitting in Bering's office, next to a book and two steaming cups of strong tea.

Bai Ling was sitting near the window, his figure facing the sun, making him almost invisible in Song Qingci's eyes, like a ball of thick ink.

Looking at Song Qingci, Bai Ling smiled and said, "This exercise is very different from the previous ones."

"Others may only understand this later, but I will tell you this now," Bai Ling said, picking up the teacup. "In addition to the alien species you need to hunt, there are also 'monsters' in the exercise team."

Taking a sip of tea, Bai Ling continued, "The 'monster' could be anyone, a teacher, a student, or even a resident of the mountain. Oh, and there is a specific 'plot' in Yanxia Mountain this time. You need to pay attention to this. Don't laugh when the time comes, or you might lose points."

Is there any plot?

At that time, Song Qingci tilted his head, looking a little confused.

No, it's fine if there's a plot, but why are there points deducted for laughing? ?

She really didn't understand why.

In response, Bai Ling just chuckled: "Reason? Of course, because some people like to watch it."

He did not elaborate on this aspect, but continued: "In short, you must be careful with the 'monsters' and be vigilant enough."

"After all, there are real people hiding in the group of 'monsters' this time."

This sentence made Song Qingci even more confused.

She really couldn't understand what Bering was talking about now.

Facing Song Qingci's doubts, Bai Ling said with a smile: "You don't understand now, but you will understand later."

"This can be considered a test for you," he said. "I personally think this kind of test, which is not very dangerous, is quite interesting."

Looking at the smiling Bai Ling, Song Qingci felt a little numb.

Although Bai Ling found it interesting, she didn't think so.

The main reason is that she really isn't someone who likes to use her brain.

However, the words still need to be put in place.

So, she looked at her companions and said in a gentle voice: "Among the 'monsters', there is a real guy."

"I can't reveal too much else. I can only say that you need to pay attention to 'dust', 'blood', 'wind', and..."

After a moment's silence, Song Qingci said softly: "And, 'Death Brewing in the Ashes'!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

Not only Song Qingci, but everyone else was confused.

What does this mean? ?

Not to mention connecting them together, they didn't even understand the meaning of these individual words! So they looked at Song Qingci with melancholy expressions on their faces: "Can't you just pick it out clearly..."

Why do you have to be a riddler?

You, Song Qingci, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, have you also learned bad things from the prophet?

Song Qingci was also helpless about this.

It’s not that I don’t want to make it clear, it’s just that I don’t know it myself!

Because this is a test from the prophet, and I can't let myself worry about it alone, and also for safety reasons, I told you this. It's not that I want to keep you hanging without explaining!

...Although that's what I said.

But he had to admit that when he saw his teammates pondering over his words, Song Qingci still felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.

How should I put it? It's quite interesting to watch these people being inspired by me to think about something, but their thoughts and ideas do not exceed the framework I provide, and then watch these people rushing around in the framework and hitting a wall.

She seemed to understand a little more why the prophet always liked to leave things unsaid.

Mainly, it's really interesting.

Song Qingci herself didn't know that, without realizing it, she had taken a small step towards the direction of the "Riddler".

The one who took a small step forward before that was Wang Weizheng.

Looking at his thoughtful companion, Song Qingci clapped his hands: "Anyway, this is the current situation."

After glancing at her phone, she said calmly, "We will be heading to our respective teams soon. I wish you all a good performance."

"Everyone should know that the better our performance, the higher the visibility of 'Daylight' will be. Our goal is to increase the reputation of the organization, and then in the future... become a role model and target that can inspire others to move forward courageously!"

Song Qingci said solemnly: "Therefore, everyone, this is also part of 'saving the world', please take it seriously!"

I have to say, her old "saint" habit has come back.

But this time, Ji Qianqin did not object, which was rare.

The main reason is that they are teammates, and she knows Song Qingci's character very well. She knows that she is definitely not a saintly bitch, but a real saintly person.

The kind that can use its own broken body as a stepping stone for others to move forward.

So she was quite excited and shouted along with the others: "Come on, work hard!"

Soon, everyone left the base and headed towards their respective gathering places.

Among these people, Li Jingwen walked a little slower.

She is feeling somewhat uneasy now.

Although she had also gone through a period of training, she had to admit that "exercises" were like exams. No matter how well prepared you were, you would still feel a little nervous when the time came.

Not to mention that Li Jingwen was not actually very well prepared.

Perhaps the only thing worth being happy about is that the teacher in charge is someone I am familiar with.

At least with someone she is familiar with around, Li Jingwen can behave less restrained.

After hesitating for a while, Li Jingwen walked across the wide square and headed towards the meeting place indicated in the message.

It was a relatively open space with an ordinary bus parked next to it.

At this moment, there were already several people waiting in the open space.

Looking at those people, when she saw someone, Li Jingwen's expression changed slightly.

Perhaps sensing someone's gaze, that person turned his head and glanced in Li Jingwen's direction.

Then soon, the man and Li Jingwen's eyes met.

When their eyes focused on each other, the man smiled.

This smile made Li Jingwen feel a little uneasy.

However, it's different from before.

Now, at least in terms of personality, she is much stronger than she was a month ago.

It was not only because of the encouragement and care from her companions, but also because the prophet had told her before that she was not "ordinary" and if she wanted to, she could perform better!

Driven by this idea, even though Li Jingwen was still a little timid, she still dared to take the first step.

Therefore, although she was still a little scared, Li Jingwen still responded to the other party with a calm and composed look according to the appearance of Sister Song Qingci and Sister Ji Qianqin in her memory.

This look obviously made the other party slightly stunned.

Soon, Li Jingwen passed by this guy.

As she passed by, she heard the guy seem to laugh softly, as if he saw something interesting.

This feeling made Li Jingwen feel a little uncomfortable.

So she quickly left the guy and walked over to the bus.

Next to the bus, she saw a familiar figure.

A man in a black windbreaker and a red scarf leaned against the bus, holding a handbag in his left hand, looking at the clear blue sky thoughtfully.

Looking at the man, Li Jingwen said softly: "Prophet..."

The voice interrupted the prophet's thoughts.

He turned his head to look at Li Jingwen and said with a smile, "Morning."

"How was your rest yesterday?" he asked casually, "If you didn't sleep well, you can take a nap in the car later."

"If we want to reach our destination, we still have to sit in the car for a while, so this is a good time to catch up on some sleep."