"Oh, right, thanks for the water!"
"Hmph!" Han Ruoxi turned her head away and ignored him.
"Captain, is this level of intensity really necessary?" Shen Qiuyue asked, leaning against the wall while catching her breath.
"We haven't even gone on a real mission yet. This kind of training seems a bit too..."
"In a real battle, the Insect Race won't wait for you!" Li Chang'an's reply was simple and direct.
No one said another word.
After training ended, everyone gradually left the grounds and returned to the lounge.
"What's for dinner tonight?" Sun Yang asked, flopped on the sofa, raising his most pressing concern.
"Whatever," Li Chang'an said, sitting in a nearby chair and checking the training logs.
"What do you mean, 'whatever'?" Han Ruoxi rolled her eyes.
"We can't just eat those compressed food rations every time. I'm so sick of them!"
"Let's go to the restaurant. My treat," Shen Qiuyue said, standing up and flipping her hair.
