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"It's solved," Gu Beiri said briefly, and began to set up a kettle over the fire.

The fluffy sheep returned to the cave entrance to continue its vigilance, its electric field perception remaining at a minimum, like an invisible radar network, monitoring the movements within a hundred meters.

Flames leaped and the water gradually boiled.

Gu Beiri put the herbs into the water and slowly simmered them, filling the cave with a rich herbal aroma.

Su Wenya leaned against the rock wall, watching Gu Beiri's busy figure with a complicated expression.

"You've changed a lot," she suddenly whispered.

Gu Beiri paused, but didn't turn around: "People always change."

"I mean..." Su Wenya's voice was very soft, almost drowned out by the crackling of the fire, "You are stronger than I thought."

Gu Beiri fell silent; he didn't know how to answer this question.

He poured the prepared medicinal soup into the kettle lid, let it cool to a suitable temperature, and then handed it to Su Wenya.

"Drink it, it will bring down your fever."

Su Wenya took the medicine and sipped the bitter soup slowly, her brows furrowed, but she didn't complain.

After finishing her drink, she ate some oranges and grilled fish that Gu Beiri handed her. Although it was simple, it at least replenished her energy.

"Zhao Wumian..." Su Wenya suddenly spoke, "What do you think of this trap he set for us?"

Gu Bei added a few dry branches to the fire, and the firelight illuminated the small scars on his face.

"It's not a trap," he said calmly. "It's a trial."

"A trial?"

"Yes." Gu Beiri turned his head and looked at Su Wenya. "He wants to see where our limits are. He wants to see what choices we will make and what we will become in a desperate situation."

Su Wenya said with a wry smile, "So he threw us into this forest, without giving us enough supplies, to fend for ourselves?"

"No." Gu Beiri shook his head. "He gave us the most important thing: opportunity."

"Chance?"

"The chance to survive, the chance to become stronger, the chance to prove ourselves." Gu Beiri's eyes shone brightly in the firelight. "He could have let us grow slowly in a greenhouse, but he chose the cruelest and fastest way."

"I think Zhao Wumian thinks we know something, but he's not sure what we know, or maybe he doesn't even know."

But he's training us.

"Wenya, think about it. If it's just about wilderness survival, do we need to include you in the plan?"

"No way?"

Gu Beiri's words were a question, but in reality, they were a statement of certainty.

"He's observing our performance. No matter how much power Zhao Wumian has, he can't do whatever he wants."

If it were just me alone, he could do it anyway; but if I were dead, he would have enough power to suppress the matter.

But you are different.

That's why I didn't try to survive using wilderness survival methods.

Su Wenya fell silent, then smiled quietly.

She was not as good as Gu Beiri, a boy who was a few years younger than her.

In the firelight, the boy's face appeared exceptionally gentle, yet somewhat cold, with his brows furrowed.

This was the second time Su Wenya had felt curious about Gu Beiri.

Su Wenya leaned against the cold rock wall, feeling the heat of the medicinal soup slowly spreading through her body, which slightly relieved the dizziness caused by the high fever.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked softly.

Gu Beiri looked up and added another dry branch to the fire, sparks crackling and popping.

"I was thinking about Zubat," he said frankly. "The one that escaped earlier should have already gone back to report. Zubats are vengeful social Pokémon; they won't let this go."

Su Wenya's heart sank.

She wasn't unaware of Zubats' habits, but in her current state, she couldn't help at all.

"Approximately how many will come?"

Gu Beiri shook his head: "I'm not sure. But usually a group of supersonic bats has at least a dozen members, and sometimes more than thirty."

If those two were just outposts searching for food, then the entire pack is probably nearby.

He paused, then looked at the Woolly sheep guarding the cave entrance: "Woolly sheep's strength increases greatly after evolving, but it still struggles against swarms of Zubats."

Zubat is very fast and adept at using sonic attacks, which can disrupt a Pokémon's judgment.

Su Wenya was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "Gastrap... can still fight."

"No way." Gu Beiri refused decisively. "Gastly's injuries haven't healed yet, and what you need most right now is rest and recovery."

"But……"

"No buts." Gu Beiri's tone left no room for argument. "You're wounded. Listen to me."

Seeing his serious expression, Su Wenya swallowed back the words she was about to say.

For the first time, she felt an unquestionable sense of authority from this boy who was a few years younger than her.

"So what are you planning to do?" she asked.

Gu Beiri did not answer immediately, but got up and walked to the cave entrance to observe the terrain outside by the moonlight.

The cave is located halfway up a small hill. The entrance is narrow, allowing only one person to pass through at a time. The interior space is about four or five square meters and about two meters high.

The cave entrance is surrounded by jagged rocks with protruding rock canopies above, which can block attacks from above.

"The terrain here is advantageous to us," he analyzed. "The entrance to the cave is narrow, preventing the supersonic bats from flooding in on a large scale."

The fluffy sheep guards the cave entrance; it can be targeted and killed with electric shocks and lightning punches.

He turned to Su Wenya and said, "But the problem is that superbats are very smart, and they may use other tactics—such as using sound waves to interfere, or sneaking in from the crevices in the rocks."

Su Wenya pondered: "As for sound waves... Gastly can interfere with sound wave detection. Although it's not in good condition right now, it should be able to interfere for a short time."

As for the rock crevice…

She looked around the cave. In the firelight, she could see several small cracks in the rock walls, but none of them were big enough for the supersonic bats to pass through.

"It should be fine," Su Wenya said softly. "The biggest threat is still a frontal attack."

Gu Beiri nodded, walked back to the campfire and sat down. He took out the few precious oranges from his backpack and gave half of them to Su Wenya.

"Let's replenish our energy first. Whether the Zubats come or not, we need to be prepared."

The two ate the fruit in silence, the only sounds in the cave being the crackling of the fire and the faint sound of the wind coming from outside.

After a long while, Su Wenya suddenly spoke: "Gu Beiri."

"Um?"

"What do you think Zhao Wumian wants to prove?" Her voice was very soft. "Prove that we have the ability to survive in the wild?"

Gu Beiri remained silent for a moment.

"I think..." he said slowly, "he wants to prove whether we have any value."

"value?"

"That's right." Gu Beiri looked at the leaping flames. "A place like the Special Investigations Division doesn't need researchers in a greenhouse, nor trainers who only talk the talk."

What they need are people who can survive in dire situations, think independently, and make sound judgments.

"I have a feeling that if we manage to get back alive this time, Zhao Wumian will do something."

The two fell silent again.

The fire gradually died down, so Gu Beiri added some more firewood to make the flames burn brightly again.

Just then, the fluffy sheep suddenly let out a low warning growl.

"Rose!"

Gu Beiri immediately got up and quickly walked to the cave entrance.

The forest was pitch black under the cover of night, with only scattered spots of moonlight filtering through the gaps in the tree canopy.

But the fluffy sheep sensed something was wrong—a large number of life forms were rapidly approaching from the southeast!