But half a minute later, I saw a scene that subverted all three views.
I saw a truck following Iveco at the headquarters.
There were more than ten contestants standing around the truck!
The most incredible thing is that this group of contestants are drinking steaming porridge and chewing fragrant white and tender steamed buns.
Not knowing why, I quickly walked over, but was met with blank stares from everyone.
The contestants who were eating, drinking porridge and stuffing eggs with eggs looked like they were seeing a god of plague when they saw me, and they didn’t talk to me at all.
Suddenly, I discovered something absolutely impossible.
These people eating breakfast are not the eliminated ones!
It turned out to be——
Contestants taking part in the competition!
They still had signal batons strapped to them intact!
Seeing this big drama, I was stunned for several seconds before I realized what was going on.
What a trigger!
Cheating dog!
These cheating dogs!
"It's delicious. It smells so good. It's delicious."
"It's so delicious."
Tiangongyuan's two dark hands grabbed the steamed bun and gnawed it happily, screaming as if he had never had a full meal in eight lifetimes.
"444. Do you want to eat steamed buns? Call the uncle to come and listen. I will reward you with two steamed buns."
"This steamed bun is ten thousand times more delicious than your gold and silver fruit. Ah. Haha."
"Want to eat? Just call me and I'll give it to you."
Liang Erzhi was chewing steamed buns and drinking porridge while teasing and humiliating me in every possible way.
Some of the many contestants gathered around the truck stood on the sidelines, some sneered, some were dismissive, and some even joined the two-armed battle group, attacking me with all kinds of sarcasm.
Xian Zihang, a cabbage worker from the Gold Institute, walked up to me and handed me two steamed buns: "These are from our Gold Institute. Just eat them."
The next second, Dabaicai was frightened by my eyes and explained softly: "We all have logistics. Don't be hard on yourself, don't be hard on yourself. Don't be hard on yourself."
I didn't say a word, just stared at the cabbage with the coldest eyes.
Do you have the nerve to say 100%?
What I want is one hundred and fifty points!
Da Baicai silently took back the steamed buns and suddenly said: "If you can, you will be hungry to the end."
I never thought there would be logistics for this round of field assessment!
What a fucking pussy!
In the blink of an eye, these teams finished their meal, and more than a dozen contestants belonging to different units came back to life with full health. They quickly packed up all the steamed buns and pickles and rushed into the forest.
Needless to say, these steamed buns are definitely for the comrades in the same group.
Seeing this, I got angry for no reason.
How can the outdoor assessment competition be played like this?
What the hell is the difference between this and playing house?
When it comes time to go on a field mission, who will do the logistics for you? Who the hell is following you in a security car?
Did your mother eat up the honor and responsibility you promised?
The promised blood and blood and bones were overwhelmed in the face of this difficulty?
Are you worthy of being a Chinese geologist?
Pooh!
However, what made me even more angry was that the Iveco picking up people from the headquarters was parked five meters away.
Two disciplinary supervisors and two invigilators were standing in front of the car, turning a blind eye to the scene happening in front of them!
No matter how the contestants ate, held, or communicated, the four proctors and supervisors stood there, completely deaf, mute, and statues.
What kind of martial arts test is this?
This is a fucking winter picnic!
When the last two contestants passed by me carrying steamed buns, chatting and laughing, the anger I had been holding in my heart couldn't help but burst out.
"Report to the examiner, report to the supervisor. Is their behavior considered cheating?"
"does it count?"
A group of eliminated people at the scene looked at me and sneered in silence.
At the door of the Iveco logistics vehicle, the extremely cold examiner glanced at me sideways and miraculously remained silent.
"I'm going to report them for cheating!"
"Do you accept it?"
When these words came out, the expressions of the examiner and the disciplinary supervisor changed slightly, but they still did not speak.
The eliminated people looked at me with indifference and contempt.
Suddenly, a voice came from Iveco.
"The report is invalid!"
The majestic and majestic voice exploded, and I stood stunned on the spot!
"The rules of this round of competition do not impose any restrictions on other matters except that you cannot bring any auxiliary tools."
"Candidate No. 444. Did you hear clearly?"
When I said these words, my chest felt like a sharp pain as if I had been hit by a locomotive, and my head was buzzing and going blank.
"Report. I heard it clearly. I would like to ask the examiner and supervisor, do you think this is fair?"
I growled with red eyes: "Do you think such joint logistical support is fair to other contestants who compete alone?"
"Please answer me."
The cold and arrogant voice responded to me blankly: "There is no absolute fairness. I just carry out the orders of the competition committee."
"You can keep your opinions."
"You can also do whatever you want within the limits of the rules."
I couldn't help but sneer when I heard this: "Report to the disciplinary supervisor, can I exchange the Great Wall brick with you for a lighter?"
For an instant, the scene fell into dead silence.
The eliminated prisoners all stared at me with their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open, with extremely strange expressions on their faces.
Several examiners and supervisors nearby were also shocked.
"Ming Dynasty Great Wall bricks. Complete products. Guaranteed authenticity."
"You only have this one chance. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
"Should I change it?"
All of a sudden, all the eliminated prisoners went crazy. The words "I'm crazy too" are written all over the dozen or so bloodless faces.
"roll!"
The loud rolling letters almost exploded the windshield of Iveco. I held my breath and advanced along the road into the bare mountain forest.
For other contestants, it is difficult to find the target coordinates. For me, my serious lack of physical strength is my most fatal flaw.
After entering the mountains, this shortcoming was revealed.
I didn't get any supplies, so I had to rely on myself.
We walked and rested all the way until we climbed to the top of the mountain at noon.
During this part of the trip, I was very fast.
Because, I am holding a breath in my heart!
After eating the last golden and silver fruit, it took two hours to finally walk to the mountainside to abandon the lime factory.
The first category task is to confirm the corresponding coordinates of the stone specimen.
