Reborn Villain's Creed

Field, Mag and others who were staring at the hillside turned their heads in surprise and looked at the light.

It was the light of fire, but also their hope for survival.

As they stared at him in amazement, Mo Wan said, "Are you asking me to set fire to the mountain?"

Putting aside the fact that setting fire to the mountain is immoral, given the extent of their injuries, they probably can't escape from the fire.

Field, Mag and the others reacted immediately and gathered around.

Some of them took off their clothes and burned them, while others broke branches to make torches.

Fire is a symbol of human civilization and also the dividing line between humans and animals.

Now it is an excellent weapon to drive away black bears.

After Field and his men drove away the chasing black bear by waving their burning clothes and torches, Mo Wan looked at the dancing flames and thought of Zhan Chengfeng who had tried his best to get him to bring the fire with him on the phone.

He is right.

He was always right.

It's just that her limited vision and the habits she developed since childhood led her to make some wrong decisions.

So this time, even though she was skeptical about bringing a fire starter, she brought it anyway.

Mo Wan looked at his classmates with bloody heads, and Field who was still chasing away the bear even though his arm was broken. He followed the smoke from the burning flames and looked up at the dark night covered by leaves.

But I hope the rescue team can find them sooner.

Field drove away the black bear and came to the fire that everyone had built with branches.

Mag saw Field's unusual hand and asked with concern, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Field said nonchalantly, "I tried to grab a tree when I was rolling down but failed. I got bumped. It's nothing serious."

Field stretched out his healthy hand to warm himself by the fire and said to the dusty students, "The instructor will come and take us away as soon as possible. Everyone, relax and take a rest. With this fire here, no wild animals will come near."

He was right, it was indeed time to take a good rest.

They hadn't had a good night's sleep since yesterday, no, since the day before yesterday. They had just experienced being chased by a black bear for the first time in their lives and almost falling to death. They really didn't have the energy to think about anything else.

The students didn't say anything, just sat there silently, bleeding from their wounds.

These are just flesh wounds. The blood will naturally clot after a while. The result will be the same whether you take care of it or not.

Soon.

The exhausted students all fell asleep.

Mag looked at his sleeping classmates, then at the girl opposite him whose half face was covered in blood.

She must have hit her head.

Judging from the extent of bleeding, the wound on the head should be quite large, so it would be better to bandage it.

Mag looked at Mo Wan who seemed fine and hesitated whether to say anything.

Just say it to show that you care about her a lot.

Well, it was because of her that they were able to drive away the black bear.

Mo Wan ignored Mag who was hesitant to speak, took out the quilt, and leaned against it to sleep.

She was hit on the head by a stone, but the severe pain had passed and the wound would heal soon, so there was no need to say anything.

In this wilderness, I was injured and had no one to worry about.

Mag opened his eyes wide in horror when he saw the girl resting by the fire under a quilt.

She's still carrying a bag?

After being chased by a black bear for so long, her bag is still there?

This is unbelievable!

Mag was once again shocked by her physical strength, and at the same time swallowed back what he was about to say.

She was still in the mood to sleep, so she probably wasn't seriously injured. The blood on her face might just look scary.

When Mag thought of this, he couldn't hold on any longer and rested on the sleeper.

Soon, everyone fell into a deep sleep. In the dark and silent jungle, the only sound was the crackling of burning wood.

The fire burned very fiercely at first.

But because no one added more firewood, after burning for about an hour, it gradually became smaller and finally went out completely.

Mo Wan was awakened by the slight sound of falling trees.

She first looked at the fire where the white ash was flying because the last half of the wood had fallen, and then she looked up at the bright morning star in the sky.

The instructors didn't come to find them!

Thinking of this, Mo Wan woke up Field, Mag and the others who were sleeping.

She was worried not because she was afraid of wild animals, but because she was afraid that the injured classmate would die in his sleep.

The injuries they suffered were not fatal in the short term, but if they dragged on for too long, they would become fatal.

Mo Wan packed up his things and said to his listless classmates, "We can't wait any longer. We have to find a way out on our own."

Field, Mager and others also realized the seriousness of the problem and agreed with her.

Field looked around. "Which way should we go?"

Mo Wan didn't know either.

Those who wanted to capture her were either gang leaders or drug lords. It was impossible for these people to kidnap her to such a place, so her bodyguards naturally would not teach her survival skills in the wild.

Mo Wan thought for a moment, looked at the place where they rolled down last night, and then looked in the opposite direction and said, "Go this way."

Mag asked worriedly, "Are you sure it's this way?"

Mo Wan said, "It's never wrong to go down the mountain."

They didn't know how to get back to the main force, but as long as they got down the mountain, they would be able to meet people, and if they met people, they would have a way to contact the instructors and seek medical treatment.

Mag looked at the girl who left as soon as she said she would, then turned to look at Field.

Field said, "Let's go."

Their equipment was lost, their communications were broken, and they were all injured. It was really not suitable for them to stay in this dangerous jungle.

When Mag saw Field also leaving, he helped his injured classmate to catch up.

Mo Wan didn't care whether Field and the others would go with him.

She had only one goal, which was to leave here and save herself.

If they wanted to follow her, they could follow her. If they didn't want to, she wouldn't say a word.

Their life is their own, and they have the right to decide whether to keep it or not.

Mo Wan used a dagger to cut the weeds and branches and walked down the mountain without slowing down because there were wounded people behind him.

The people behind didn't know whether they were afraid of the beast or afraid that the girl would really abandon them, so no one changed their team.

By the time they came down from the rugged and roadless mountain, the sky was already turning pale.

The morning breeze is chilly, the air is misty, and dew hangs on the branches.

The scenery in the mountains is particularly beautiful.

But Mo Wan and his group had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery.

When you can see the wooden house in the distance.

Finally, someone couldn't help but say, "Can we take a break? I can't walk anymore."

"so tired."

"Not only tired, but also hungry."

Perhaps because it was daybreak and the students saw the building and felt safe, they suddenly started complaining in groups of three or four.

They just collapsed and sat down, looking at the empty sky and saying, "Why haven't Instructor Victor and the others come to find us yet?"

"Do they know we're coming down the mountain?"

"If you knew, you would definitely come to pick us up."

"How could a black bear appear out of nowhere? We are so unlucky!"

Field also sat down, clenching his fists and angrily saying, "What kind of training is this? There's no guarantee at all. I'm going to complain to them!"

Mo Wan was also tired.

She threw her bag on the ground and said to the few people who were still breathing: "Is there a possibility that we are lost?"

Being chased by the black bear, they were so focused on running that they didn't care about the directions.

Even if Victor didn't care about her life or death, he would not let Field and the other young masters get hurt.

Now these young masters from powerful families are half dead, and there is still no sign of the instructors. There is only one result.

They ran too far and were beyond the instructors' control.

After all, they encountered a black bear, and so many classmates were injured or lost, so they had a lot to do.

Now I just hope that the black bear is not found and Yu Yanxian and the others can return to the camp safely.

Mo Wan didn't complain and took out the compressed biscuits and the last half bottle of water from his bag.

Hear the news.

Field, Mag and other classmates all looked at her and her bag that looked like a treasure chest.

They didn't blink at all, staring at the food in her hand like hungry wolves.

Compressed biscuits are not a delicacy, but at this moment, they are willing to pay a certain price to get it.

But the problem is that they can't pay anything now.

Several students swallowed their saliva, but no one dared to move.

Ma Ge endured it for a moment, then couldn't help but say, "Student Mo Wan, can you give us some?"

They have no other choice but to ask for it.

Because robbing it physically will definitely not work.

Mo Wan glanced at them, ignored them, and continued eating.

The biscuits were hard and dry, and she ate them very slowly.

Mag and other classmates looked on eagerly and swallowed their saliva again and again.

Field listened to his stomach growling, then looked at Mo Wan who seemed disgusted while eating, and simply closed his eyes and lay down to rest.

Even if their relationship wasn't so bad, she wouldn't be a philanthropist.

Such a small bag of cookies is not enough for her to eat by herself, so there is no reason to share it with them.

Field looked at the gray sky and said, "Take advantage of this time to rest. You'll have food to eat soon."

After hearing his words, Mag and others had to give up their covetous thoughts.

Mo Wan ate half a cookie, drank the last sip of water, and threw the cookie in front of Field. "I don't want to eat it anymore. Here you go."

She threw it away as if she was feeding a stray dog.

Field sat up angrily.

Mager quickly stopped him before he could curse. "Give it to me, give it to me, Master Field, don't be angry."

Really, what's there to be angry about?

As if they could beat her.

Mag took out a dagger and cut the small biscuit into several pieces.

Although the food is little, every bite counts.

Besides, these are compressed biscuits. A bite of them will at least make them walk another two miles.

After distributing the biscuits, Mag told them, "If you are thirsty, go to the river and drink some water."

While he was talking, he gave the last biscuit to Field.

Field stared at Mo Wan for a few seconds, and finally succumbed to his stomach, picked up a biscuit as big as a fingernail and threw it into his mouth.

When Mag saw him finish it in one bite, he ate his own portion.

Mo Wan didn't bother to care what Field thought. After she finished eating and drinking, she picked up her bag and continued on her way.

Field was in a very bad mood at this time, but they had to go.

He waited for a while before setting off with Mag and the others, keeping a distance of about a hundred meters between them.

Mag looked at the grumpy Field, then looked at the back of the girl in front of him and sighed helplessly.

With such a small distance between us, I said I wanted to distance myself from her, but it felt more like I was being led by her!

I really don't understand. We are friends for life and death, but you can't even lose face.

Mag knew his friend's personality, so he said nothing and walked with him like a good friend.

After walking for about forty minutes, they completely walked out of the mountains and arrived at a village.

The village is small and has few people.

It was around six in the morning and there was no one on the street.

There wasn't even a dog, let alone a breakfast shop or a store.

Mag looked around, trying to find a living person to borrow a cell phone or buy something, but when he saw the girl walking through the alley in front of him, he suddenly took two steps back.

Field saw it too.

Mag looked sideways at the girl in the alley and said happily, "I guess he saw someone."

As he spoke, he and Field and the others quickened their pace.

Mag and the others arrived at the entrance of the alley and looked inside impatiently, only to see two big men smoking.

The two big men had scruffy beards and were dressed very casually with baggy white T-shirts.

One of them was short and dark, leaning against the wall. The other, with a mole on the side of his mouth, squatted on the side of the road, holding a cigarette in one hand and playing with a sky-blue lighter in the other.

As Mag and the others looked at the two big men.

The two big men also noticed them, and their movements became a little stiff, not as smooth as before, and they were even a little wary.

Maybe it's because they met these little ghosts who looked like they had crawled out of a trash can early in the morning, and they were afraid that there might be something dirty on them.

Mag took a look and asked curiously, "Student Mo Wan, are you planning to rob them?"

If they were asking for help or needed help, she could just go over with confidence. After all, she was not unable to defeat them, so she was not afraid of encountering bad people.

But she stared at them so coldly that it seemed as if she was planning how to kill them in her mind.

Mo Wan looked at what one of the big men was holding and said, "I want that lighter."

ha?

what?

lighter?

Upon hearing this, Field, Mag and other classmates all looked at the lighter in the big man's hand.

This fire saved their lives last night, but it was in the jungle.

Now that we have reached the village, what else do we need fire for?

Mag asked in confusion, "What do you want that lighter for?"

Mo Wan said expressionlessly, "I like it."

Are you sick?

Mo Wan said again: "Who of you will help me get it?"

Well - although he looks a little seriously ill, this is a rare request from classmate Mo Wan, and it's such a simple matter, so it's okay to help out.

If you don't help with something that is so easy, it will seem like they are stingy.

Mag thought about it and said, "Okay, I'll go."

He said that and went into the alley.

When the two big men saw him come in, they stood up defensively.

Mag smiled and raised his hand, greeting them in a familiar dialect.

He first chatted with them, and then asked to borrow their lighter on the pretext of smoking.

It's just a lighter, not a valuable thing.

The two big men looked at the young man who spoke the local dialect, and then looked at several young men in military uniforms at the entrance of the alley.

I hesitated for about two seconds.

The big man with the blue mole handed him the lighter.

Mag got the lighter and went back to the alley and said, "You know what, the color of this lighter is really pretty."

As he said this, he handed the lighter to Mo Wan.

Mo Wan looked at the lighter carefully, then looked up at the two big men looking at them at the entrance of the alley.

Field noticed the change in her eyes and took the lighter from her hand. "Is there anything special about this?"

Mo Wan was silent for a second before saying, "I need a cell phone."

Is she making a wish here?

I just let them borrow a lighter and now they want to borrow a cell phone?

Mo Wan raised the curtain to look at Mag. "Don't you want to go back?"