Zhu Sansi and his team members of Group B finally arrived at a rest stop one kilometer south of Mantou Mountain before dark. Five young Qilin students and a seriously injured and unconscious auxiliary Qilin were huddled in a 12-square-meter underground air-raid shelter.
There was a small amount of drinking water and compressed food in the air-raid shelter, enough to sustain them until rescue arrived. The only bed was given to the unconscious Liu Zhilong. The team members sat around him with worried expressions.
Qin Jixia lifted up Liu Zhilong's upper body and gave him some water. It was not known whether there was toxin in the werewolf's saliva or because of the cold weather, but Liu Zhilong's body temperature was frighteningly high.
Qin Jixia took out two Qingwen pills, dissolved them, pinched open Liu Zhilong's mouth and fed them to him, then said to Zhu Sansi, "Sansi, all the pills Instructor Luo gave me are used up..."
"Are there any Western medicines left?"
Qin Jixia nodded, then shook her head and said, "We still have Western medicine, but it's not working. I gave Instructor Liu two ibuprofen pills half an hour ago, but his temperature didn't drop at all. Qingwen Dan is still effective in reducing fever! Also, the Huanyang Dan was taken a long time ago. I observed the instructor's vital signs, and his heart rate and blood pressure are slowly decreasing. If there is no rescue, I'm afraid..."
Zhu Sansi stroked the personal terminal on his wrist. The light on the dial disappeared after they entered the two-kilometer radius of Mantou Mountain. Everyone's communication equipment was also interfered with, and they could not send contact signals or receive information.
Zhu Sansi remembered that Instructor Liu said that Instructor Luo would find them, but now even the GPS positioning has failed. In the vast forest and snowy plains, can Instructor Luo make it?
Li Zhenguo and Wang Kun stood against the wall, their palms pressed against the shelter, using their earth-based abilities to sense their surroundings. Their earth-based abilities weren't as strong as Luo Wenyuan's, and they could only sense ground vibrations within a 100-meter radius, but it was better than nothing. If orc warriors approached, they could give their teammates a heads-up.
Li Zhenguo suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "At ten o'clock, there are more than ten people approaching!"
"Everyone on alert, Qin Jixia, protect Instructor Liu!"
As soon as Zhu Sansi finished speaking, a series of key presses were heard from the circular hatch above his head. Four male students stood back to back, raised their weapons and pointed them at the hatch. Qin Jixia leaned over to protect Liu Zhilong.
With a "click", the hatch was pulled open from the outside. Zhu Sansi, holding the gun in his left hand, condensed a crimson fireball in his right hand and threw it through the crack of the hatch without thinking. It was blocked by something, and the fireball suddenly dispersed. Dots of fire illuminated the entrance of the air-raid shelter, revealing a beautiful smile.
"Hey! Young man, it's dry out, be careful with fire!"
Qingshan and his group rode on a rat sled and took a shortcut to reach the foot of Mantou Mountain. It only took them fifty minutes. Even including the time spent in Wujia Village, it was still more than half the time they estimated.
Yin Zheluo knew that there was a rest stop near Mantou Mountain. If the students in Group B could reach Mantou Mountain before the orc warriors, they would probably take shelter there temporarily. So the group followed the route marked on the map and went to the underground air-raid shelter to investigate the situation.
But before the hatch was fully opened, a fireball flew out and hit Consultant Chen in the face, scaring Yin Zheluo so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was nervous all the way and tried to protect Consultant Chen's safety. If he was accidentally injured by his own people, he would not be able to take the blame.
Fortunately, Consultant Chen's scimitar was powerful. It flew in front of him to form a tight protective net, shattering the fireball. Yin Zheluo's heart finally settled down.
Yin Zheluo looked down at the five miserable students in the air-raid shelter, and couldn't help but think of how he looked when he went on his first mission. He must have been just as frightened and green.
The students in Group B are outstanding in their abilities and physical fitness among this class, but after all, they have never experienced real combat, and their psychological quality is not strong enough. I believe that after this incident is over, they will have a clearer understanding of their own shortcomings.
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