Qu Yan had never admired someone as much as she did Chloe—she was an exception.
This person always managed to do all sorts of explosive things that overturned Qu Yan's values.
Yet she could still pretend to look innocent and weak to act spoiled and curry favor.
Qu Yan took a deep breath and tried to focus her gaze on Chloe's face:
"So what are you doing? Did Fuen provoke you?"
Chloe blinked her eyes: "He did it willingly."
As she spoke, she placed the rope in Anderson's hands, letting him help pull, while she waddled over to Qu Yan and asked:
"What delicious food are you guys making? Let us join in."
Qu Yan looked at her, wanting to speak but holding back.
In the end, she told the truth.
Tagar Military Academy was grilling meat.
Before entering the arena, they had secretly brought in many seasonings and raw meat slices into the mustard ring, intending to set up a fire and eat well during the competition.
After all, this competition was just a formality, and the final result had already been determined.
The only academy that might be able to fight and push their ranking up was Lanxicha Military Academy.
Upon hearing this, Chloe became interested and approached the bonfire: "Let me help."
She then skillfully began lighting the fire and stringing meat slices.
Seeing this, Qu Yan shook her head: "Alright, alright, we don't need those five mouths."
As she spoke, Qin Huaibei and the others spontaneously started working, hoping to get a taste of the grilled meat brought in from outside.
The competition had long been thrown to the nine clouds.
When four of the five main team members had left, Chloe looked around and finally noticed something was amiss.
She turned her head and, sure enough, Anderson was standing motionless, tightly holding the rope.
Chloe frowned.
She waved to Anderson: "Come over here."
As the words fell, Anderson lifted his eyes, and Chloe felt—though she might have been mistaken—that his eyes seemed to light up after she spoke.
Before Chloe could ponder further, Anderson led Fuen over, bent down slightly, and asked:
"What is it, Miss?"
Chloe looked at him leisurely for a moment, then asked: "Aren't you coming to sit with us?"
Anderson paused, then waved the rope in his hand and said: "The Miss told me to watch him."
"No need," Chloe felt a subtle sensation. "Just tie him to the stake. Come sit with us."
Hearing this, Anderson nodded slightly: "Alright."
He then skillfully tied the end of the rope to the stake and sat down beside Chloe.
Not far away, Qu Yan, who had witnessed everything, looked at the close relationship between Chloe and Anderson, then at Fuen, who was cruelly tied to the stake, and didn't know what to make of it.
Although she didn't know what had happened between Chloe and Fuen, Qu Yan believed that Chloe wouldn't humiliate someone for no reason, unless Fuen had done something extremely wrong against her.
Thinking of this, Qu Yan let it go and no longer paid attention to the isolated Fuen. Instead, she leaned towards Chloe and asked in a low voice:
"What happened between you and Fuen? Did he provoke you again?"
At that moment, Chloe was stringing meat onto wooden skewers. Upon hearing the question, she moved her left shoulder.
Qu Yan frowned and looked over, noticing bandages wrapped around that area, unable to see the extent of the injury. Just as she was about to inquire, she heard Chloe say:
"The bone is broken and hasn't healed yet."
Qu Yan then noticed that Chloe's left arm hadn't moved much while stringing the meat.
She fell silent for a moment, then said:
"Why don't you take his pants off too?"
Hearing this, Chloe laughed out loud: "No need, that would be too much of an eyesore."
Qu Yan thought about it carefully and realized Chloe was right, so she didn't press further.
She turned her head and saw Fuen hanging his head, his eyes devoid of any spirit.
Qu Yan sighed inwardly for a moment. Why provoke Chloe when you could provoke anyone else?
Wasn't that just asking for death?
She yawned and picked up a small stone, throwing it at a Tagar Military Academy member:
"What are you doing, don't slack off!"
The member scratched his head and continued stringing meat skewers.
On this side, the scene was peaceful, and the commenters were also watching with relish.
[How strange, why is Tagar Military Academy being so undisciplined? I remember Tagar Military Academy was known for being strict.]
[Just blame Chloe for leading them astray.]
[Poor sister, always being made the scapegoat.]
[Unfortunately, that's the truth. Didn't the No.1 Military Academy grill meat in the rainforest arena before?]
[True, but how is Lanxicha Military Academy doing? Any friends subscribed to their channel?]
[They're on the move. The Forest of Life has no fierce beasts, so they can't earn points, which is why they're setting their sights on the other academies.]
[Just checked the direction, they'll probably run into the No.1 Military Academy and Tagar Military Academy soon.]
[This scene... isn't it the same situation as the last competition?]
[Come on, Lanxicha Military Academy might want to fight, but the other two academies might not be so inclined. Look at them, happily eating away.]
Indeed, that was the case.
In the arena, the meat had mostly been strung up, and some hungry mouths had already started placing the skewers over the bonfire to grill, sprinkling pepper powder and salt grains on top.
On this side, Daniel looked around furtively and took out some mushrooms from his pocket. He nudged a Tagar Military Academy member and whispered:
"Hey, brother, do you have any spare pots?"
The member looked at him blankly: "What do you need it for?"
Daniel stuttered: "I want to cook mushroom soup."
As the words fell, the member thought of something and immediately became wary:
"Where did you get those mushrooms from?"
Daniel: "Picked them from the roadside. Come on, don't ask so many questions. Do you have a spare pot or not?"
Member: "Even if I had one, I wouldn't give it to you. I still remember your glorious feat of knocking out the entire No.1 Military Academy with a pot of mushrooms."
As the words fell, Daniel was stunned for a while, then exclaimed in disbelief:
"How does anyone still remember that? It was so long ago!"
"Too shocking to forget," the member said as he put a piece of meat into his mouth. "In any case, don't even think about asking for a spare pot."
With that, he left Daniel's side.
Seeing this person avoid him, Daniel felt resentful.
He stood up angrily. If they wouldn't give him a pot, he would make one himself.
As soon as he thought it, Daniel set off towards the forest.
First, find a usable piece of wood and make a wooden pot...
Daniel thought to himself as he confidently walked into the depths of the Forest of Life.
Little did he expect that just a few steps in, his eyes were flashed by a cold glint.
He blinked and looked towards the source of the cold light.
In an instant, his vision was filled with an arrow, rapidly flying towards his left eye.
Daniel's eyelids twitched violently as he quickly dodged to the side, shouting:
"Assassin! Chloe! Someone's attacking us!"
Qu Yan had never admired someone as much as she did Chloe—she was an exception.
This person always managed to do all sorts of explosive things that overturned Qu Yan's values.
Yet she could still pretend to look innocent and weak to act spoiled and curry favor.
Qu Yan took a deep breath and tried to focus her gaze on Chloe's face:
"So what are you doing? Did Fuen provoke you?"
Chloe blinked her eyes: "He did it willingly."
As she spoke, she placed the rope in Anderson's hands, letting him help pull, while she waddled over to Qu Yan and asked:
"What delicious food are you guys making? Let us join in."
Qu Yan looked at her, wanting to speak but holding back.
In the end, she told the truth.
Tagar Military Academy was grilling meat.
Before entering the arena, they had secretly brought in many seasonings and raw meat slices into the mustard ring, intending to set up a fire and eat well during the competition.
After all, this competition was just a formality, and the final result had already been determined.
The only academy that might be able to fight and push their ranking up was Lanxicha Military Academy.
Upon hearing this, Chloe became interested and approached the bonfire: "Let me help."
She then skillfully began lighting the fire and stringing meat slices.
Seeing this, Qu Yan shook her head: "Alright, alright, we don't need those five mouths."
As she spoke, Qin Huaibei and the others spontaneously started working, hoping to get a taste of the grilled meat brought in from outside.
The competition had long been thrown to the nine clouds.
When four of the five main team members had left, Chloe looked around and finally noticed something was amiss.
She turned her head and, sure enough, Anderson was standing motionless, tightly holding the rope.
Chloe frowned.
She waved to Anderson: "Come over here."
As the words fell, Anderson lifted his eyes, and Chloe felt—though she might have been mistaken—that his eyes seemed to light up after she spoke.
Before Chloe could ponder further, Anderson led Fuen over, bent down slightly, and asked:
"What is it, Miss?"
Chloe looked at him leisurely for a moment, then asked: "Aren't you coming to sit with us?"
Anderson paused, then waved the rope in his hand and said: "The Miss told me to watch him."
"No need," Chloe felt a subtle sensation. "Just tie him to the stake. Come sit with us."
Hearing this, Anderson nodded slightly: "Alright."
He then skillfully tied the end of the rope to the stake and sat down beside Chloe.
Not far away, Qu Yan, who had witnessed everything, looked at the close relationship between Chloe and Anderson, then at Fuen, who was cruelly tied to the stake, and didn't know what to make of it.
Although she didn't know what had happened between Chloe and Fuen, Qu Yan believed that Chloe wouldn't humiliate someone for no reason, unless Fuen had done something extremely wrong against her.
Thinking of this, Qu Yan let it go and no longer paid attention to the isolated Fuen. Instead, she leaned towards Chloe and asked in a low voice:
"What happened between you and Fuen? Did he provoke you again?"
At that moment, Chloe was stringing meat onto wooden skewers. Upon hearing the question, she moved her left shoulder.
Qu Yan frowned and looked over, noticing bandages wrapped around that area, unable to see the extent of the injury. Just as she was about to inquire, she heard Chloe say:
"The bone is broken and hasn't healed yet."
Qu Yan then noticed that Chloe's left arm hadn't moved much while stringing the meat.
She fell silent for a moment, then said:
"Why don't you take his pants off too?"
Hearing this, Chloe laughed out loud: "No need, that would be too much of an eyesore."
Qu Yan thought about it carefully and realized Chloe was right, so she didn't press further.
She turned her head and saw Fuen hanging his head, his eyes devoid of any spirit.
Qu Yan sighed inwardly for a moment. Why provoke Chloe when you could provoke anyone else?
Wasn't that just asking for death?
She yawned and picked up a small stone, throwing it at a Tagar Military Academy member:
"What are you doing, don't slack off!"
The member scratched his head and continued stringing meat skewers.
On this side, the scene was peaceful, and the commenters were also watching with relish.
[How strange, why is Tagar Military Academy being so undisciplined? I remember Tagar Military Academy was known for being strict.]
[Just blame Chloe for leading them astray.]
[Poor sister, always being made the scapegoat.]
[Unfortunately, that's the truth. Didn't the No.1 Military Academy grill meat in the rainforest arena before?]
[True, but how is Lanxicha Military Academy doing? Any friends subscribed to their channel?]
[They're on the move. The Forest of Life has no fierce beasts, so they can't earn points, which is why they're setting their sights on the other academies.]
[Just checked the direction, they'll probably run into the No.1 Military Academy and Tagar Military Academy soon.]
[This scene... isn't it the same situation as the last competition?]
[Come on, Lanxicha Military Academy might want to fight, but the other two academies might not be so inclined. Look at them, happily eating away.]
Indeed, that was the case.
In the arena, the meat had mostly been strung up, and some hungry mouths had already started placing the skewers over the bonfire to grill, sprinkling pepper powder and salt grains on top.
On this side, Daniel looked around furtively and took out some mushrooms from his pocket. He nudged a Tagar Military Academy member and whispered:
"Hey, brother, do you have any spare pots?"
The member looked at him blankly: "What do you need it for?"
Daniel stuttered: "I want to cook mushroom soup."
As the words fell, the member thought of something and immediately became wary:
"Where did you get those mushrooms from?"
Daniel: "Picked them from the roadside. Come on, don't ask so many questions. Do you have a spare pot or not?"
Member: "Even if I had one, I wouldn't give it to you. I still remember your glorious feat of knocking out the entire No.1 Military Academy with a pot of mushrooms."
As the words fell, Daniel was stunned for a while, then exclaimed in disbelief:
"How does anyone still remember that? It was so long ago!"
"Too shocking to forget," the member said as he put a piece of meat into his mouth. "In any case, don't even think about asking for a spare pot."
With that, he left Daniel's side.
Seeing this person avoid him, Daniel felt resentful.
He stood up angrily. If they wouldn't give him a pot, he would make one himself.
As soon as he thought it, Daniel set off towards the forest.
First, find a usable piece of wood and make a wooden pot...
Daniel thought to himself as he confidently walked into the depths of the Forest of Life.
Little did he expect that just a few steps in, his eyes were flashed by a cold glint.
He blinked and looked towards the source of the cold light.
In an instant, his vision was filled with an arrow, rapidly flying towards his left eye.
Daniel's eyelids twitched violently as he quickly dodged to the side, shouting:
"Assassin! Chloe! Someone's attacking us!"
