Shen Qiuyue gave a soft "Mm," and said no more.
Late that night, Sun Yang returned from the base's late-night snack window, carrying several bags and wearing a look of utter despair.
"Here's everything you ordered!"
He dropped the bags on the table and sank into a chair with a long sigh.
"I deserved this. Why did I even make a bet with you guys? This one late-night snack almost wiped out half a month's allowance!"
"Well, who told you to run your mouth?"
Han Ruoxi grinned as she picked up her ice cream, a blissful expression on her face as she ate.
"But, seeing as you were so proactive about it, I won't give you a hard time!"
"Oh, thank you so much!"
Sun Yang rolled his eyes and started gnawing on a skewer.
The next morning, just as the Insect Hunter Squad assembled, members of other squads were already gathered by the training ground. Everyone's eyes were fixed on a vast, simulated battlefield in the distance.
"What new trick are they pulling today?"
