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The sudden appearance of the Steel-Toothed Crocodiles caused the morale of the five people, except for Xu Nuan, to plummet.
Unlike the jungles seen on television, this one was dry and stifling, with a slight breeze that only accentuated its desolation. One of them was injured, and if it weren't for the anti-inflammatory powder, the wound would likely have become infected, leading to fever and other complications—an undesirable situation.
Among them were two girls who were already showing signs of distress without any change of clothes, hot water, or a comfortable bed. Their soft complaints filled the clearing.
Xie Huai seemed still shaken from the earlier scare, looking worse than the injured Gu Ze. Xu Hang lacked the energy to comfort his companions and sat silently to one side.
Xu Nuan looked up at the sun; it was nearly directly overhead, indicating they hadn't made any progress all morning. This realization made her somewhat impatient—she couldn't stand being stuck in a team like this. These people had once been her colleagues, but she didn't know them well before this ordeal and felt no attachment. She could easily harden her heart and continue on.
Just as Xu Nuan was preparing to speak, Gu Ze spoke up first, his voice gentle yet lacking strength.
"We should set off. Once we reach the Supply Station, everyone can rest properly."
All eyes turned to Gu Ze, who demonstrated his resolve by picking up his military pack with his left hand while tightly bandaging his right shoulder. His arm hung naturally at his side.
"The Supply Station has what we need. Let's head towards that goal."
His black trousers were stained with either blood or dirt, and his white shirt was in tatters, with patches of crimson dried into clumps. The tie had been repurposed to secure his arm. His gaunt face bore a faint smile, and his deep brown eyes sparkled like stars.
This was how Xu Nuan saw Gu Ze at that moment. She was the first to respond to him, shouldering the large backpack she had prepared earlier. She picked up the water they had collected last night and poured it onto the still-smoldering fire before calmly clapping her hands and gazing at the endless stretch of red Special Trees ahead.
The others also stood up, regrouped, and continued onward beneath the towering Special Trees. Behind them lay the chaos left in the wake of their struggle.
In the dense forest, there was almost no wind, and the abundant sunlight filtered through layers of leaves. Although it was not much, it was enough to make everyone start sweating, causing their clothes to cling uncomfortably to their skin.
After walking for a long time, the scenery around them seemed unchanged. The vast expanse of lush green became tiresome, and the occasional glimpses of lemurs or the chattering of squirrels no longer sparked anyone's interest. The battle from a few hours earlier had imparted a lesson: despite the jungle's appearance, many deadly creatures lurked nearby.
Seeing this scene, Xu Nuan felt uncertain whether to be relieved or indifferent; the lessons learned through bloodshed were always more effective than words.
However, their predicament did not end there. After another day of vigilant trekking, as dusk settled in, they discovered that their remaining food supplies were running low.
The food provided to the Third Batch of Players consisted only of compressed biscuits, and a few days prior, an unexpected visit from a Steel-Toothed Crocodile had cost them a significant amount of provisions. Xu Nuan had the most variety and quantity of food in her backpack, but it could not withstand the consumption by six people.
When everyone took out their remaining rations and found only four packets of biscuits, they exchanged worried glances.
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