Chapter 103 Wrong
Jiang Hui watched the person lying on the ground tearing at bread like a wolf, and then handed him half a bottle of her own water.

That's how it is. After all, she only had one bottle left, which the instructor left for her before he left.

But she was genuinely puzzled. Weren't we all on the same training exercise? How come this person was starving? Or was it because this classmate had a particularly large appetite and ate too little? But surely it didn't warrant screaming for help...

Under the dim light, Jiang Hui looked at her hands, which had been wet earlier. They seemed to be dry now, with nothing sticking to them. She rubbed them and felt a slight stinging pain, but she still couldn't detect anything unusual.

The other person ate two pieces of bread and a whole energy bar before stopping.

Jiang Hui waited quietly for the other person to calm down and explain what had happened. She had a vague feeling that things might not be so simple.

"Our instructor is trapped by the star beasts in the woods. I don't know how he is now. I've run quite a distance, but there's no sound from there, and no reinforcements have come—" The person had eaten enough and had the strength to shout, but after clarifying their thoughts, they became even more panicked and flustered.

"What?" Jiang Hui's voice preceded her thought process.

What is this all about? She understood each word individually, but the way they were put together made it hard to understand.

"Wait, explain yourself first. What's with these instructors and star beasts?"

"Have you forgotten? We were all assembled at Training Ground A1 and assigned to the Seventh Squad. Naturally, we have the same instructor." The other person seemed a little anxious, afraid that Jiang Hui would deny it outright.

"Are you in the same squad as me?" Jiang Hui understood by now, but still couldn't quite believe it, so she unconsciously repeated the question to confirm.

"Yes," she heard the other person say.

It turned out that after Jiang Hui was placed at the back of the group, their progress was much faster. After passing through several checkpoints, they quickly reached the last stop, which was about ten kilometers away from the finish line. It would take less than an hour to get there.

Everyone was quite happy to hear this.

The thought that they were about to finish this long and seemingly endless training exercise suddenly energized the freshmen, who had previously been demoralized by the training. They became more energetic and their pace quickened, and the entire team's morale was completely transformed.

But things started to go wrong at the last stop.

This area is also a rain belt, and a fixed thunderstorm belt at that. Day and night, it's constantly windy, rainy, and thunderous, making it difficult for people to travel without transportation.

However, since they had already persevered through such a difficult journey, the current difficulties were nothing.

Everyone thought so too, but not long after they entered the forest, strange noises were heard around them.

Everyone wondered if it would be another surprise attack like last time—maybe another training exercise arranged by the school.

But their instructor, who had been silent all along, became unusually vigilant.

The other person suddenly shouted at everyone to stop, gathered them together, and then looked around, his brows furrowed, his whole demeanor tense.

The instructor's unusual behavior also affected the other freshmen, who instinctively became uneasy because of his reaction, and the surrounding environment seemed to be starting to look strange as well. A faint, indescribable sour smell permeated the air.

It wasn't the familiar smell of acid rain, but a more foul, putrid acidic odor, accompanied by an indescribable, suffocating sense of oppression.

It was similar to the aura they had felt from their class advisors and some instructors, but it was different from the oppressive feeling of the instructors. It was more aggressive and invasive, giving them a sense of fear as if they were facing a natural enemy.

If the students here weren't freshmen, they would probably be able to describe what this so-called oppressive feeling is: it's an aggressive mental force, and it comes from a non-human being.

"Rustling sound—"

As the oppressive feeling intensified, the forest, which had previously only been filled with the sounds of wind, rain, and thunder, began to produce more subtle noises, such as the faint rustling of insects flapping their antennae, or the dragging of something on the uneven stone slabs...

The sounds became more and more frequent, and everyone could clearly feel a group of unidentified creatures gradually approaching them and watching them.

Although those present were all inexperienced freshmen, and some were even just students from ordinary majors, they were all, after all, native interstellar people who had lived here. They had read a lot of introductory books when they were young, and as they grew up, they constantly absorbed information from various departments of the Star Network. They had also heard many stories of humans being attacked by interstellar beasts.

But this isn't the training route arranged by the school, so why are there star beasts here? Could this also be part of the training program arranged by the school?
That shouldn't be possible. An academy without the appropriate license cannot conduct practical training involving real star beasts.

This type of event can generally only be held by universities or certain higher education institutions after applying and with careful planning.

Therefore, it is impossible for real star beasts to appear in the practical training of secondary academies, and what they are currently encountering is clearly not a fake star beast group disguised by the school.

If the forgery is this convincing, isn't it a bit too realistic? Besides, if it were fake, the team leader wouldn't be this nervous.

They were right; it's definitely not fake.

These new students ultimately knew nothing, displaying a kind of youthful arrogance, relying solely on their own guesses and judgments based on their superiors' reactions.

If the school really did arrange this, and the instructors were just pretending to intimidate them, they would also misjudge the situation.

But Mace knew that this could not possibly be arranged by the school, because what was currently surrounding them was a group of real star beasts, and there were quite a few of them, all looking at them with longing eyes from outside the information circle.

He was a properly trained military academy student who had actually been on the battlefield and could be considered someone who had earned some merit.

Although he was later transferred to the permanent star system for some shady reasons, he hadn't lost his former skills and quickly and accurately assessed the basic situation of these star beasts.

This should be a small group of insect-like quasars, probably around forty or fifty in number. They are relatively small and non-venomous. As for the mental power level of each individual, judging from the aura they emit, it should only be around level D. Their appearance and type are unknown, and their body strength cannot be determined at present.

But no matter how small their scale or how weak their individual combat abilities, they are still star beasts. And right now, their team only has Mace capable of fighting...

(End of this chapter)

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