Chapter 611: Fundraising

Chapter 611: Fundraising

Daoyuan Class students of Team 42 felt tonight was unprecedentedly easy, because most of the people of the sea had lost their combat abilities when they reached them.

In fact, most of them had participated in the battle on the first night, and they could feel the pressure building up even with Class A aptitude geniuses on the front line. Their flying daggers were not as useful in front of their aggressive enemies.

And that was why Team 42 were utterly amazed. Lu Shu had not even used his flying dagger yet!

In the meantime, Lu Shu darted about in the enemies’ formation, holding two tridents in his grip.

However, Lu Shu had underestimated them too. To his consternation, they had an endless supply of new forces.

Along the defense line of Team 42, the people of the sea rushed ashore one by one, handing their tridents to Lu Shu, and then vaporized into a wisp of smoke.

Only five hours later, did the first wave of attack end. Exhausted, Lu Shu sat on the stone wall and asked Mo Chengkong, “How long is the night?”

“It was almost dawn when we entered. More students would have been dead if the night dragged on any longer,” Mo Chengkong replied, “Now we can only deduce the rough duration of night from the length of daylight. If day and night are equally long, it should be nine days each.”

“But only five hours has passed so far since nightfall,” Lu Shu said, distress all over his face, “Count the number of casualties first. The rest go and have some sleep.”

Mo Chengkong followed his orders obediently. The five-hour battle had convinced the entire Team 42 that Lu Shu was a competent leader.

Therefore, they were all waiting for Lu Shu’s instructions for the next step.

“139 minor injuries, 12 major injuries and 3 deaths,” Mo Chengkong reported. His voice went softer as he spoke. Although the wounded could recover sooner or later, the dead could never be brought back alive again.

Lu Shu paused before speaking, “Bury the three of them. The injured take the priority to rest, and the rest take shifts to guard the defense line. You’ll settle that.”

“How about you?” Mo Chengkong asked.

“I’m going to rest on the stone wall.”

For some reason, it gave people a sense of security when Lu Shu sat on the defense line.

In fact, the real purpose of the defense wall was not to bar the people of the sea from entry. After all, a one-meter wall barrier was almost useless in front of Class C and D enemies.

Instead, it was for people to have a peace of mind when they rest in between wartimes, without the threat of tridents that secretly shot out from the sea.

In the meantime, the person in charge of the Safety Island came for a visit. He inquired about the state of casualties in each team and brought all wounded members to a specific place for medical attention. Despite their superhuman healing abilities as practitioners, basic measures such as disinfection must be in place, and some wounds had to be sewn too.

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Those were all fundamental stuff taught during the military training.

Once they learned about the situations at Team 42, one person commented, utterly surprised, “You have so few casualties… Sorry, that’s not what I meant. I’m just surprised that most of your members are safe and sound because almost everyone from other teams has at least some sort of injuries. Yet, for you, you have more than 300 people and only three deaths. That’s amazing. I’m not saying you should have more casualties! I’m saying you are a very strong team.”

Mo Chengkong was displeased with the first sentence, but he was satisfied with the person’s explanation afterwards. “We are just lucky to have an expert here.”

“I thought Team 42 has no Class A geniuses?”

“Haha.” Mo Chengkong laughed smugly and did not explain further. What if they assigned Lu Shu to somewhere else?

Now, the survival of the entire team depended on Lu Shu. How would they allow someone else to take him away casually?

Through his peripheral vision, Mo Chengkong shot a glimpse at Lu Shu, who was sitting on the defense line, resting with his eyes shut. When he saw the leader of Team 43 approaching him, Mo Chengkong roared at the expense of exposing the true expert of his team, “Protect the great expert! Don’t let Team 43 get any close to him!”

All his Team 42 members understood at once. It was more like they were preventing Team 43 from stealing their talent away rather than protecting him…

All of a sudden, everyone rushed over to surround the intruder. The Team 43 Captain, Wang Xu, was speechless. “Mo Chengkong, am I still your friend? Why do you treat me like this? What happened to our seven years of friendship?”

Mo Chengkong smiled. “Wang Xu, no matter what, I can’t let you take him away.”

But Wang Xu suddenly shouted, “Join our Team 43, great expert! We can raise a fund for you!” That idea was Wang Xu’s. After all, in such situations, money was nothing compared to life, and they surely could gather a lot of fortune via public donations.

Mo Chengkong’s face changed immediately. “Wang Xu, do you not remember who carried you to the sick bay when you sprained your ankle during a basketball match?!”

He had his reason to be anxious. Lu Shu’s sole weakness was obvious since he had stayed for the 500 bucks he paid as a deposit!

Wang Xu replied calmly, “I forgot. I can only remember it outside the remains.”

“Wang Xu, don’t think your affluence can get you everything. Our great expert is not that kind of person…”

Chen Zuan sighed and patted Mo Chengkong’s shoulder, “He is… Ouch! Let me go, Brother Shu!”

No one saw when Lu Shu had come behind Chen Zuan, pinching his neck by a layer of skin. Lu Shu loosened his grip and smiled. “The fundraising would be necessary because I’m not leaving Team 42. But I promise you that you will get my help when Team 42’s defense line is safe.”

Wang Xu let out a sigh of relief. “In that case, please allow me to convey my gratitude on behalf of my team. However, we won’t take back the words regarding the fundraising. Team 43 welcomes you anytime.”

In fact, Lu Shu would have accepted the money if there had been no deaths in his team. But now, with three deaths, how could he have the face to do it? Undeniably, Lu Shu’s greatest learning point for the Lop Nur trip was that… there was more freedom overseas.

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