For safety reasons, the location of the camp has been carefully selected by the instructors. There are exactly eight large trees not far apart on the periphery, forming an oval-shaped base point. You can do it, around these big trees, the instructor and the students wrap and connect the thick trunks with thick hemp ropes, hang a few alarm bells on the ropes, and sprinkle some spices to drive away wild animals, and a simple defensive fence around the camp is arranged. The camp area is large, enough for these hundreds of people to move freely.

Even so, the mentors were not reassured. They put the rest of the wagon next to another wagon, and they also asked the students to pitch their camping tents to the teachers as closely as possible. Looking down from above, it's almost a circle, and if something unexpected happens, it can be dealt with in the shortest possible time. Don't look at the eight branches of the tree, but it can accommodate people to walk on it, and the view from the height is good. The instructors decided to set up a few temporary sentry posts here and send people to take turns on duty. It seems that he was really scared by the attack of the cloud beast.

Today's dinner was exceptionally generous. In order to celebrate the aftermath of the disaster, Chief Shuiji even ordered the food and drinks to be eaten on the "Celebration Day" at the end of the training. Each student was given a generous portion of premium bone-long steak, a bowl of broth, a few fresh sweet fruits, and a bottle of alcoholic beverages. While the camp was still being built, many of the students had long smelled the aroma coming from the instructor in charge of cooking. These instructors are also good at skill, the steak is fried sizzling, just right, the boiling soup is full of aroma, and the chief of the water management even personally helps distribute fruits and drinks.

Fresh from the bloody experience, these young children seem to have no appetite.

Before dinner, everyone was already sitting together. They stared blankly at the roaring campfire, and the abundance of fine food in front of them did not attract them in the slightest. Crying, equating with cowardice in the School of War Blood, so these children chose to be silent. For a time, the camp of more than 100 people was silent, only the creaking of firewood. In order to break this situation, Chief Shuiji still supported himself to his feet with a wooden cane, and he decided to teach the children a lesson.

The voice of Chief Shuizhi is no longer so low, but majestic and passionate: "You are the blood of war, died in war, were born in war, and became in war. You are not alone! In your hearts, you must always carry the faith of your companions, resonate with them, and slaughter them. And your body, with them, will finish the war. The best way to mourn is not to let your companions die in vain, you have to live a worthwhile life! So now, I need you to let go of your stomach and eat the food in front of you, and then have a good rest. ”

There was neither applause nor heckling. This group of children seemed to be enlightened, and they all picked up the food and ate it, all of them gobbled up the tiger's eyes, and they didn't even bother to use the knives and forks. Today, the physical strength is indeed too much to consume. Their brains don't even have the energy to remember what they learned in school etiquette. The tiredness of the body is stimulated by a safe environment, and it spreads completely. Many people fell asleep while eating, and their faces were smashed directly into the soup.

This group of children who are equivalent to eight to twelve years old of the strongman race are not militarized in the War Blood School, which is not an army. The school is just aiming at the form of future warfare, trying to cultivate talents in all aspects, so that students can become strong.

The children are physically exhausted, but the instructors are not. Even if there were, there was no time for them to rest now. After holding the torch and personally confirming that the students in each tent were sleeping soundly, Mizuji summoned all the white-robed instructors to come to the meeting. All twenty of the instructors were present at the departure, and five or six of them were dressed in tattered clothes and covered in blood.

Shui Zhi stared at the mentors fiercely with a very solemn gaze, his brows furrowed. After he forcibly endured his inner emotions and looked around, Shui Zhi smiled interestingly: "Hmph, I know that you are young, not only are you superior in strength but also arrogant, and many people only use war blood as a temporary stepping stone, springboard or the like, I know that your dreams are far more than that, who knew that you left this place that day, and became a general, an elder, a chief or something, after all, you are young?"

"But!" Shui Zhi's expression instantly turned angry: "Your current identity is not a general, elder. It's a teacher, you do have dreams, you really want to survive. But what about the children in your car? They are younger than you and have the same dreams as you, but you are simply ......!!! because of the constraints of the simple system and prioritizing your own dreams and your life."

"Chief, please calm down, after all, today's cloud beast belongs to the ......" The deputy person in charge who has been in the same car with the chief of Shui Zhi, Tutor Lin Mo spoke, he is half a head shorter than Shui Zhi, and he looks much older than Shui Zhi under the light of several torches.

"What about psychic grades? I admit that the performance system set by Principal Storm does have many drawbacks. You are just escorting troop vehicles, that is, you are assigned independent tasks, and you can naturally get high praise for completing your respective tasks. But you all only care about your own tasks, but gloat at others can't complete the task?And then your own evaluation is higher than others, and the bonuses and rewards you get can be much higher than others? You don't dare to be too showy in front of your higher-ranking bosses such as me, so you'd rather hide your strength than save those children? You ......" Shui Zhi was already furious, and his anger made this middle-aged man, who had always been steady and serious, completely explode.

In Suizhi's view, the lives of students are more important than their own lives. But he had so much to say about everything that happened today. With the anger in his heart, he roared uncontrollably, and Shui Zhi slowly felt that the heavens and the earth were shaking, and he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't listen to what the Master said at all.

"Meditation. General-purpose department. Take a deep breath, Chief Shui Zhi, your mental power has not fully recovered. Lin Moxibustion's mouth began to chant continuously. When Shui Zhi heard the magic spell from Lin Moxibustion's mouth, he felt that he instantly jumped from the hot furnace to the cool river water, and his mind slowly became calmer, and he didn't want to say anything when he came to his mouth.

When the teachers heard Shuizhi's reprimand, they had different ideas. Those few teachers in ragged clothes still felt red-faced and red-faced, and they were ashamed of themselves. Half are touched inside, but a small part remains indifferent. Maybe today's cloud beasts are too strong to do anything. Maybe this is an accident, it's not your own care, the sky is falling and there is water to govern it. Maybe it's because his own group of students is safe, and others don't have time to save him, so they can only blame him for being incapable or unlucky. But their expressions were all very sad and remorseful.

After the chief of water governance stabilized, he also apologized to everyone, saying that his behavior just now was really excessive. At this moment, he was approachable, and said in a gentle tone: "Super memory, compare the current situation of the camp with the time when you came." ”

A small, thin, round-eyed mentor stepped forward and said in a shrill voice, "Chief Report." At the time of departure, there were 20 instructors, 30 accompanying assistants, and 150 students. Now, 20 school assistants and two cars and 40 students have died in the deceased. In addition, a carload of about 10 people was missing. No mentor to follow. Now there are 121 people in the camp. Report the injury below. ”

Mizuji nodded. He replied slowly, "Thank you." Please continue to take notes. I have convened you tonight not to criticize you. The following is explained by the most direct recipient of the message, the forest moxibustion instructor. ”

The old man Lin Mo took off his coat and hat, took out a small stack of paper materials from his robe, and his expression became serious. He said, "According to the survival mission instructions I received when I set off, as well as the information provided by the school about the Phantom Beast Jungle. Before dinner, the chief of water management and I had already done repeated confirmation and analysis. In the face of the astonishing facts, we chose to have a long-distance magical conversation with Principal Storm. In the end, I felt that the contrast was huge, this survival training was not just an ordinary teaching task, but a battle that had risen to the level of a mentor......"

"What?" the instructors were really surprised.

According to the school's information. In the boundless Phantom Beast Jungle, there are four levels of Phantom Beasts, and they are all levels officially confirmed by Barbarians. The hierarchy is sorted from the periphery, all the way to the core. They are Normal, Psychic, Awakened, and Lord. In the prairie that was still quite far from the Phantom Beast Forest, the beasts had basically disappeared. At this moment, the battle blood camp cannot be regarded as the periphery of the Phantom Beast Dense Forest. You have to enter the periphery to be lucky enough to see ordinary-level phantom beasts, and there are generally only ordinary-level phantom beasts in the periphery, and there are very few psychic-level ones, but the periphery occupies half of the forest area. When entering the depths of the Phantom Beast Forest, there will be more psychic and awakened Phantom Beasts. As for the lord-level phantom beast, it only exists in people's legends or imaginations, no one has seen it alive, and no one has seen it alive.

Moreover, phantom beasts have a very strong sense of territory, and generally do not easily leave their territory, nor do they easily let other creatures enter their territory. Even the weakest normal-level phantom beasts have their own large trees or caves to inhabit them. As for the powerful phantom beasts, it is not impossible to dominate in the forest. The number of phantom beasts is not very large, in a sense, it is relatively precious. Although the dense forest is large, it is enough for each phantom beast to find its own territory.

But here's what's weird. Cloud Beast, as a psychic-level phantom beast, has no doubt about its strong strength. However, it ran from the depths of the forest to a place outside the range of the Phantom Beast Forest, which was too abnormal.