Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

When it was the training group's turn to give their performance reports, Xie Yuchen was the main speaker.

He handled the entire process from start to finish; no one knew the procedures better than him.

While Shen Mingchao was listening intently, an iPad was quietly pushed towards him.

The page contains a mind map.

Turn to the next page, and you'll find a 3D model of the training ground, along with notes on precautions for each area.

And then there's the training progress for each person.

It's a 35-page PowerPoint presentation!

"How about that? It's obvious, isn't it? I stayed up all night making it!"

A smug voice came from the side.

Shen Mingchao gave Su Wanyang a thumbs up when he saw his smug look on his face.

"No wonder he's a college student."

After her exclamation, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "So, how did you do on your CET-6 exam? I remember the CET-4 and CET-6 exams are in June, right?"

Su Wan's upturned lips fell.

"Didn't you do well on the test?"

"No," Su Wan said, pursing his lips. "It's because I can't take the exam. I skipped it last time, so I have to take it again."

"Oh right, there's that too, I forgot." Shen Mingchao nodded, then casually asked, "What about your final exams...?"

The conversation abruptly ended.

Su Wan, who was standing in front of him, could no longer laugh and strangely covered his ears with his hands.

Why are they still chasing and killing him?!

Upon seeing this scene, Shen Mingchao couldn't help but laugh. People who have finished their exams often enjoy watching others suffer from the torment of exams—it's a very perverse mentality.

"Okay, okay, enough joking around."

Shen Mingchao focused intently as he began to look through the PowerPoint slides one by one. Su Wan had done a very meticulous job, even adding videos and special effects.

Even medicine that doesn't cause blindness isn't a panacea.

It has a time limit.

Therefore, they also need to make second-hand preparations, adapting themselves to the dark environment and learning to evade and attack in the dark as much as possible, which means using sound to locate objects.

"Hei Xiazi is an expert in this area and was the first to clear the training ground. As for the others, they still need to practice."

Xie Yuchen ended with this sentence.

When this was mentioned in relation to himself, Hei Xiazi casually raised his hand in a gesture of respect: "Thank you for your kind words, everyone."

Hearing this, Shen Mingchao roughly understood the situation. The medicine was being made, and everyone was training, so naturally she couldn't just sit idly by and be a hands-off manager.

She looked around and voiced the idea that had been brewing in her mind for a while: "Let's add another group."

Everyone turned to look at her.

She shook her wrist, and the bracelet and jade bangle clattered together.

"Logistics team."

"There are so many people, and the situation is unclear. If we rely solely on manpower, we can't carry much. But don't forget, I also have a personal space."

Upon hearing this, many people's eyes lit up.

indeed.

In the past, when they went down into the tomb, they had repeatedly found themselves in a situation where they ran out of ammunition and food.

That was beyond description; the word "miserable" simply doesn't do it justice.

The fat man got excited: "That's right! As long as the Ming Dynasty fills the space with supplies and protects her well, we'll definitely have no worries about food and drink on this trip. We can even treat it as a camping trip in the wild."

Wu Xie stroked his chin and suggested, "If we could also put in some cold and hot weapons, so we could fire knives, guns, and bullets anytime, anywhere, it would be like having a cheat code."

"That's right!"

Shen Mingchao wholeheartedly agreed.

There's a saying online: "All fear stems from insufficient firepower. This time, let's fight with our full firepower!"

So, after the dinner at the Crescent Moon Hotel, Shen Mingchao began a thorough cleaning spree.

Before transmigrating into the book, she had read many post-apocalyptic novels. The first thing the protagonist did after being reborn was to hoard goods like crazy.

什幺瓶装矿泉水50箱、方便麵 20箱、自热火锅10箱、压缩饼乾10大箱、各种罐头120罐……

She got hungry watching it late at night.

Since it's such a rare opportunity to experience the thrill of stockpiling, I absolutely can't miss it.

In addition to food, there were also medical supplies, daily necessities, various protective equipment, and weapons and ammunition.

Shen Mingchao sent the items into his space one trip after another. At first, there was nowhere to put them, so they were all piled up messily on the ground.

That won't do.

The task of tidying up naturally fell to Zhang Haixia and Wang Can, who were both able to enter the space.

As for Zhang Qiyu?

He became the "coach" at the training ground, and together with Hei Xiazi, he was giving special training to all those who hadn't passed the test.

After several days of hard work by two laborers, a large storage supermarket rose from the ground in the space.

Looking at the completely renovated space, Shen Mingchao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

And next to her were two people who were exhausted to the point of collapse.

Wang Can tilted his head back and gulped down a large bottle of water. Ignoring the dirt on the ground, he lay on the ground in a spread-eagle position, panting heavily.

Zhang Haixia wasn't much better off, except he cared more about his image than Wang Can, and leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, resting.

Seeing this, Shen Mingchao rubbed his shoulders and said, "I told you a long time ago to bring a few more laborers into the space, but you insisted on doing it yourselves. Now look what you've done, you've exhausted yourselves."

An arm stretched out shakily, its index finger stubbornly shaking.

"A man can't say no!"

Glancing at Wang Can, who was too tired to get up but still stubborn, Shen Mingchao didn't indulge him. He went straight to Wang Can's room, pulled open a drawer, and found it filled with boxes.

It looks extremely familiar.

Especially the words "ultra-thin" on the box.

She questioned in a cold voice:

"Then what are these?"

"I don't think this item was on my stockpile list."

Hey!

Upon hearing this, Wang Can was startled and suddenly sprang to her feet, meeting Shen Mingchao's ambiguous smile. She feigned a cough to defend herself:

"I'm just being prepared."

"Prepare for a rainy day?" Shen Mingchao was speechless, rolling his eyes. "I think you're just not giving up!"

"Yes! I'm still determined! You said you'd choose me, so what's wrong with me preparing in advance? We've already kissed, you're not going to back out, are you?"

"If you're really so angry, you can just do whatever you want to me right now! I'll be at your mercy, I have nothing to say!"

Wang Can spoke with great force.

I don't know where that aura came from.

Still using the harshest tone to say the softest words.

It wasn't just anger; Shen Mingchao was genuinely amused and kicked him.

"Alright, you're always thinking about nothing serious. Go take a shower, you're all sweaty."

bath?

Wang Can caught the key words, swallowed hard, didn't retort, and obediently left the space.

Unaware that Wang Can had misunderstood, Shen Mingchao also felt uncomfortable from the sweat on his body. Just as he was about to leave the space, he remembered Zhang Haixia and turned to ask, "What about you? Aren't you going out?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haixia finally opened her eyes.

He stared at the white ceiling for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.

He only came to his senses when Shen Mingchao grew impatient, greeted him, and then disappeared into the space.

He got up and walked towards the open drawer.

He took out a box from inside and examined it carefully.

The next second, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a confident smile.

At that moment, he had only one thought: Wang Can, you've ended up doing all the work for me.