Mo Shangjun twisted his clothes for a moment.

She remembers everyone's position.

In order to stay away from the wet ground, Ding Jing specially selected a tree and covered the branches with a layer of plastic film, which could barely resist the intrusion of rainwater.

From the perspective of Mo Shangjun, her position is very obvious.

The three students of X-Force are all sitting under three trees, forming a triangular formation, so they can be seen at a glance.

The only one left was Fu Zhe on her right.

Sighing, Mo Shangyun stood up from the ground.

The sleeves, hem and trousers are all dripping with water, and the current condition is as if they were fished out of the water. The ground is soft, soaked by the rain, and it is full of mud when you step on it.

Mo Shangyun, who had just woken up, found it difficult to even take one more step.

However, such terrain also allowed Mo Shangjun to successfully distinguish Fu Zhe's footprints. She quickly found the direction Fu Zhe left in a short period of time. After walking a certain distance, she took out a waterproof flashlight, but after hesitating for a moment, she still couldn't find it.

Not open.

There aren't many batteries left, so use them sparingly.

On the tree.

Ding Jing, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly raised his eyelids.

She tilted her head, and in the dark jungle, Mo Shangjun's figure was faintly visible.

Twitching the corner of his mouth, Ding Jing looked away.

*

After walking a long way on the muddy ground, Mo Shangjun saw Fu Zhe at a place with a wider view.

This is a slope with less vegetation. Not far down, the vegetation is denser, but further down is the abyss. Directly in front of you is the product of nature's miraculous craftsmanship. Because the night is too dark, I can't see it clearly, but the front is

You can roughly see the vast and empty space, the outline of the cliff that suddenly breaks from the sky, and the distant mountains on the opposite side.

There is also a river between two high mountain cliffs.

It feels close but is actually far away. The sound of the torrent seems to be coming from a far away place.

Fu Zhe was sitting on the slope, looking up at the mountains opposite, the raging river in the middle, and perhaps the dark but vast night.

In this kind of terrain, with no mission, Mo Shangyun did not slow down or make any cover.

As she approached, Fu Zhe heard the sound of leaves stirring and the sound of movement on the muddy ground.

Not knowing who it was, Fu Zhe turned around subconsciously and grabbed the nearest stone with his left hand to prepare for defense.

The next moment, he heard Mo Shangyun's cold voice, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Zhe was startled.

The unexpected person made him unable to recover for a while. It was not until Mo Shangjun slowly pushed aside the branches and came into view that he finally recovered.

"You..." Fu Zhe said in surprise, "How did you find this place?"

"Come out for a walk."

Mo Shangyun said lazily.

Her figure was flexible and she slipped down in a blink of an eye, stopping beside Fu Zhe.

Giving Fu Zhe a sideways glance, she pulled up the sleeves of her coat, and then casually sat down next to Fu Zhe.

Only about twenty centimeters away from her, Fu Zhe suddenly felt a little nervous, his heart was uneasy, and he didn't know where to put it.

Mo Shangjun said: "Next time you go out to relax, you should tell the team leader in advance."

"sorry."

Fu Zhe apologized very ashamedly.

He just had something on his mind and couldn't sleep at night, so he ran around casually. Later, he found this place and planned to go back, but when he saw the river blocking their way, he couldn't walk for a while.

However, he was in a group and left after forgetting to report to the group leader. It was indeed something he did wrong.

"How is your hand?" Mo Shangjun asked.

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Zhe moved his hand slightly downward and said, "It's much better."

His eyes moved slightly, Mo Shangjun turned his head to look at him, and suddenly asked: "How many months have we known each other?"

"Ah?" Fu Zhe nodded at a loss, "Yeah."

"How many times have you been assigned to a group?"

"Um."

Mo Shangjun smiled, and then asked: "Then do you think I am a fool who can be fooled by you?"

"...Ah, sorry."

Fu Zhe, whose thoughts were exposed, spoke in a hurry. As soon as he lowered his head, his cheeks couldn't stop feeling hot.

He could only be glad that it was night now and Mo Shangyun couldn't see his expression and face.

There is an indescribable embarrassment.

Mo Shangjun had already guessed what he was thinking, but he still refused to say anything - this realization made Fu Zhe very embarrassed.

He always felt that he was inconspicuous in the team.

No matter which team you are in, it is the same.

Even during the training in May, when he was "supported" by the students because he could cook and became a "sought-after" presence, he didn't feel that he was very important.

The students of GS9 have long learned to care about the comrades around them who are most easily ignored. Although many times, they often ignore those comrades whose presence is not strong, but they will also find ways to make up for it after the incident.

They are all a group of kind-hearted and soft-hearted people.

This is also the reason why he has persisted until now even when he wanted to give up long ago.

However, even if he is inconspicuous, even if his ability is not good, he does not want to let himself be held back - this is not a reason why he can be held back with peace of mind.

He was very careful every time he changed the dressing, so as not to let them find out and worry, but unexpectedly, the injury was still not hidden from Mo Shangyun's eyes.

Mo Shangjun said: "Show me your hand."

Fu Zhe was stunned for a moment, a little hesitant.

Mo Shangjun tilted his head and looked at him steadily.

You can't see her eyes in the darkness, but you can feel the power in her eyes, looking at you with a pressure that is not objectionable.

She didn't urge him, nor did she say anything to persuade, but just looked at him.

By some strange coincidence, Fu Zhe stretched out his right hand, which was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and slowly handed it to Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangjun picked up the flashlight he had been holding and turned on the flashlight. In the sudden light, the condition of his right hand was clear at a glance. The bandages were wrapped around each other, but they were all soaked. As he tried to push forward with his backpack, he would inevitably get caught in the middle.

I had caught something, so the bandage was dirty and muddy.

After glancing at Fu Zhe, Mo Shangjun loosened his bandage and wound it around in circles. By the last few layers, the traces of pus soaking the bandage were very obvious.

When the last circle was released, the wound on the back of the hand suddenly came into view.

The snake bite happened to be on the middle part of the back of the hand. At this moment, half of the back of the hand was swollen. The wound area spread due to suppuration, and there was another circle of white. The middle part was flesh and blood. It has not healed yet. The edge of the wound was bright red and swollen.

It looks terrible.

"The wound is infected," Mo Shangyun frowned, and then asked, "Do you have any fever symptoms now?"

Fu Zhe said: "Not yet."

Handing the bandage back to him, Mo Shangjun said, "You need treatment."

"……Um."

Fu Zhe responded softly, lowered his head and wrapped a bandage on his hand.

Mo Shangjun turned off the flashlight, and her vision suddenly dimmed. She raised her eyes and looked ahead, "Do you want to quit?"

After a moment's hesitation, Fu Zhe said, "I'm just thinking about it."

Mo Shangjun said nothing.

Fu Zhe said: "I heard that when Ding Jing went to explore the road today, he found a place where he could cross the river. It was a bit risky."

"Um."

"They were discussing at the time that if there were no wounded in our team, we could actually take this risk. That way we could save half a day and not have to walk so hard."

"..."

"But I thought at that time that you would not agree." Fu Zhe wrapped the bandage, turned his head to look at Mo Shangyun, and continued, "You will consider a more secure method."

Mo Shangyun chuckled and said playfully: "Really?"

Fu Zhe also smiled, "We all say privately that you seem to be the hardest to get along with, but you are actually the easiest to get along with."

"oh?"
To be continued...