As they walked into the tent again, everyone smelled a slightly pungent odor of disinfectant.
Of course, no one complained or showed any discontent.
After all, compared to Hui Yi's feet, the smell of disinfectant was practically the best aroma in the world.
This time, after lights out, no one continued whispering.
The assessment was scheduled to start at seven in the morning, and it was already past midnight, leaving just under seven hours for sleep.
Moreover, as Wu Zhanbo had mentioned, a lack of rest couldn't be used as an excuse for underperformance.
Under such circumstances, getting a good night's rest was the most crucial thing.
Xiao Feng lay with his eyes closed, feigning sleep for about half an hour, when he heard a faint sound of footsteps.
He remained still, maintaining even breathing, and only opened his eyes to glance under the bed after the sound completely faded away.
Sure enough, he was missing a shoe.
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