"Come here and sit down."
Wu Yi ordered again, with an unquestionable tone in his voice.
"roll……"
Ibuki replied unhappily, then paused. Perhaps he felt that this was a bit too much, so he added another sentence.
"I'm exhausted after running all day. If you don't rest, I need to rest too. Don't bother me."
As she said this, she was about to go into the tent.
But Wu Yi's next words made her pupils shrink slightly, and she stopped again.
"Are you out of supplies?"
"…Huh? What did you say, supplies?"
Ibuki quickly restrained his expression without making a sound, frowned as if in annoyance, and softened his harsh words when they were about to come out of his mouth.
Only one sentence left.
"Yes, you don't have to worry about it."
"How long have you not had water?"
"……what?"
"I asked you how long it had been since you had a drink of water."
Wu Yi repeated what he had just said and pointed at the corner of his mouth to Ibuki.
"Look at your lips, they are all chapped, and there are meat floss crumbs on your lips. The idea of the Internet cafe god in Longyuan is to let you make your own meat jerky so that you can get more food and extend your time on the island? Tsk tsk, you are really brave..."
Wu Yi's speculation was not wrong, Long Yuan did exactly that.
Buying meat at a lower price and making your own jerky, as long as you can make it, can indeed get you more food to fill your stomach than buying instant fast food with the same number of points.
And because the dried meat comes in pieces after being dried, it takes up relatively little space in the backpack and can hold more than fast food.
But the problem is equally obvious, that is, there is only dried meat to eat, a lot of protein, but no carbohydrates and no vitamins.
It's definitely unpalatable and the nutrition isn't balanced, but at least the food problem has been solved.
We can barely hold on for half a month, and survive one day at a time as long as no one falls into the last five.
This is the only tactic that Class D, which has the lowest overall strength among the second graders, can use in this exam.
As for drinking water, it is not a big problem. Just form a three-person team like the Nanyun team at the beginning, and one of them can buy a water purifier.
Just buy one, which is enough for three people in your group to drink until they lose consciousness.
But this seemingly stable and feasible plan ran into problems with Ibuki.
The problem isn't with the plan, but with Ibuki.
You have to know that she is in a solo team, and it is impossible for a solo team to buy a water purifier unless they have the first-mover card.
Moreover, after these few days, we have almost figured out that the main sub-topics arranged by the school in this exam are all knowledge-based.
Maybe it is textbook knowledge, maybe it is extracurricular knowledge, in any case, the subjects on physical education can be said to be pitifully few.
As a result, the idea of a poor student like Ibuki to obtain supplies through side projects is basically shattered.
In other words, this girl has survived until today relying on the supplies she stockpiled on the first day of the exam.
Wu Yi didn't know how she did it, but she did it anyway.
Of course, it is also reaching its limit.
"Come here and have some water."
Wu Yi leaned over and took out an unopened one-liter bottle of drinking water from his bag, unscrewed the lid and beckoned to the girl.
He had three bottles of the same bottled water in his backpack.
And Ibuki Mio continues to be arrogant.
"I'm not thirsty..."
Wu Yi rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk any more with her.
He has taken off his sunglasses now. Just like before, Chabashi Sae noticed his eyes at a glance, but Ibuki hasn't noticed anything after chatting with him until now. Maybe he is so thirsty that he is dizzy and his vision is blurred.
You say you're not thirsty? You're kidding.
Without thinking, Wu Yi put down the bottle cap, propped himself up with one hand and stood up from the tent. He strode behind Ibuki, who was still stubborn, and picked her up from the ground by the collar of her neck like a kitten. Ignoring her struggle, he carried her to the door of his tent and put her down.
"Stop being so stubborn and drink quickly."
A plastic bottle filled with drinking water was placed in front of him, and Ibuki's little nose subconsciously inhaled the moist scent that emanated from the bottle.
She silently swallowed the non-existent saliva, and after hesitating for a long time, she took the bottle and took a big sip.
"Drink slowly, no one will compete with you."
Wu Yi reached out and lightly tapped the girl's forehead.
At the same time, Asahina, who had gone to the bathroom, came back and was stunned to see the blue-haired girl sitting next to her boyfriend at the door of the tent, drinking violently from a bottle.
"I remember her as..."
"Yes, it's my stupid apprentice."
Wu Yi answered the call for her and sighed, feeling a bit sad and angry at her for not fighting back.
"I don't know how many points I got in the six-day exam, but I almost died of thirst."
"Dying of thirst?!"
Asahina was extremely surprised.
"But didn't it rain just yesterday..."
You know, she and Wu Yi collected nearly five or six liters of rainwater yesterday. If the bottles had not been filled up later, they could have collected more.
How could he die of thirst?
"I took it."
After finishing half of the bottle in one breath, Ibuki Mio finally put the bottle down, calmed down a little, and stretched out her hand to indicate a distance of about seven or eight centimeters with her index finger and thumb.
"But it was just half a bottle, and I drank it all in no time."
Half a bottle...
Thinking of a certain possibility, Wu Yi's mouth twitched.
"Although it seems unlikely, I'll still ask, how did you pick it up?"
"Just...put it on the ground like this."
Ibuki Mio calmly gestured to put the bottle down.
"Where did you put it?" Wu Yi asked.
"casual."
"casual?"
"It's raining outside anyway, so I can just leave it anywhere. What's the problem?"
The tone and expression emphasized the idea that “it’s not my fault, it’s just that the rain wasn’t heavy enough.”
Wu Yishen looked at Asahina helplessly, and then they both held their foreheads at the same time.
Ibuki Mio still looked confused.
"What's wrong? What's the problem?"
"Nothing, nothing..."
Wu Yi waved her hand to indicate that she could go and drink her drink, and then added another sentence.
"I'll give you two more bottles later. Don't kill yourself with thirst during the exam."
Volume 409: Chapter : Killing Intent? Is it useful?
At the same time, on the beach in area B6, the fiery red afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the almost connected tents.
Looking around, there is a portable gas stove in front of almost every tent, with a pot on the stove, either steaming or boiling.
The people in charge of taking care of these pots are all third-grade students. They seem to be a whole group. Some of them are responsible for cooking dinner, some are responsible for preparing ingredients, and some... are catching crabs at the risk of getting their fingers pinched.
Probably for a snack.
In this situation, those who understand the situation know that this is an exam, while those who don't probably think that some wealthy school is bringing a bunch of rich kids here to enjoy their summer vacation.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with saying that it is about enjoying life, but this matter varies from person to person.
For some people it is indeed a pleasure, but for others it is pure torture.
Inside one of the larger tents on the beach, Nan Yunya was listening to her subordinates flattering her with a faint smile on her face.
"Brother Nanyun is amazing! It's only the sixth day and our third-grade group's scores have already widened the gap with the first and second grades. There's a gap of 60 points!"
The one who was praising Nanyun was a boy from Class 3-B, and a classmate of Kiriyama Ikuha.
Currently, except for Koenji who ranks first, the top five places on the ranking list, the remaining 2nd, 3rd, 5th, 6th and even 7th places are all occupied by third-year groups.
The group that originally ranked fifth, like Wu Yi, is now ranked ninth and is about to drop out of the top ten.
The "60-point gap" mentioned by the boy in Class B actually refers to the gap between the second and eighth place in the Nanyun group.
The gap between the third-year group ranked seventh and the eighth place is only a dozen points at most, which is not to the extent that they cannot catch up.
Even his own group was not among the top ten, but dropped directly to the fifties.
This was naturally the result of cooperating with Nanyun in implementing the fish school tactics.
Just like the president and vice-president of a gaming guild, no matter how united a group is, there will always be high, medium and low levels of status.
There are currently more than ten teams in their third grade, and every day they roam around the uninhabited island via the shortest route to plunder side quest points and supplies.
People are very diligent in grabbing the food, but there are too many people and too little food.
Among so many people, the Nanyun team must prioritize scoring, give the first place to him, and then the others will be ranked second and third, and they will take turns to score.
As a result, many students in the group can only get 7 or 8 points at best after a busy day, and getting a double-digit score is considered a great achievement.
Indeed, no one wants to be ordered around like a minion.
However, there is no other way. In the third grade dominated by Nanyun, the only way to be promoted to Class A is to please this guy and become a "useful person" in his eyes.
There is no other way.
“…Brother Nanyun?”
The boy from Class B who was holding the terminal blew on it for a long time but saw no response from Nan Yun. He couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and try to observe the latter's expression from the side from bottom to top.
Nan Yun still maintained that faint smile, raised his head to look at the sunset glow outside the tent that was painted blood-red by the setting sun, and let out a soft breath.
"Is there any news from Kiriyama?"
"Kiriyama..."
The boys in Class 3-B were slightly stunned, not quite understanding why Nan Yun suddenly asked about the situation of his class leader.
But he still answered honestly.
"We don't really know. Kiriyama didn't discuss anything with us about the exam this time. He just took two other students from our class to take the exam without leaving us any information."
"That's it."
As if not surprised by this answer, Nagumo nodded slightly.
Then there was no more words.
The boys in Class B hesitated for a moment, and then thought that it was pointless to keep silent like this, so they started to actively find topics to talk about.
“Speaking of which, although Kiriyama-san used to say that he wanted to surpass you guys and return to Class A, we all knew in our hearts that it was impossible. He should know it too. But I don’t know what happened recently, Kiriyama just… uh…”
As he spoke, he noticed that the curve on Nanyun's mouth gradually subsided, and the boy's voice suddenly became softer.
I always feel like I'm flattering someone but I'm hitting the wrong spot...
The tent suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and a drop of cold sweat slid down the boy's forehead.
He came here to win Nanyun's favor and get close to him, not to commit suicide or be disliked!
