On the other side, Leng Ran, who had just amassed some more points, also noticed Zhao Yuheng's location.

She sheathed her long sword and looked toward the southern end of the oasis where Zhao Yuheng was.

Although the two were quite a distance apart, the fact that she could so brazenly reveal her coordinates meant that she was certain she wouldn't give up the points around her to specifically kill him.

If she guessed correctly, Zhao Yuheng was already building his own team, leaving her little time to hunt down lone opponents.

After all, as a hunter, she only had one more long knife than the others. Most importantly, she was alone, while there were over a thousand prey.

If the freshmen, who are the prey, unite, Leng Ran may not necessarily come out on top.

In her mental vision, the freshmen who were originally wandering aimlessly began to run towards a certain place with a clear purpose, as if someone was guiding them to do so.

Nine out of ten are Zhao Yuheng.

Leng Ran spotted a two-person team and ambushed them on their inevitable route. When they passed the tree where Leng Ran was hiding, she suddenly attacked, her long sword flashing out of its sheath and hurtling towards them with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight for their vital points!

The slash came so fast that the leading soldier didn't even have time to react before he felt a sharp pain in his neck and his throat was slit in a cold, hard motion.

A faint red scratch slowly appeared, and the soldier's pupils suddenly dilated, a chill running down his spine.

This was the first time he had ever felt so close to death!

Thankfully, it was a rubber knife; if it had been a real knife... he would have died in an instant, without even seeing the other person's face!

With a cold, swift movement, he spun around, and as the first strike ended, the second followed immediately. The long sword transformed into a sharp blade, effortlessly piercing the throat of another lone soldier.

In just a few breaths, the two were already "dead" in perfect unison.

"I need to ask you something." Leng Ran glanced at the two "corpses" lying on the ground, then chuckled as he squatted down and helped them up. "Have you heard anyone's telepathic communication?"

The two shook their heads and covered their mouths at the same time, indicating that they would never reveal the secret.

Leng Ran wasn't angry: "Then let's put it another way, what are you planning to do at the southern end of the oasis?"

The two exchanged a glance, but chose to remain silent.

"Oh dear, I misspoke. It was Commander Zhao who told you to gather at the central lake of the oasis."

For a moment, their faces stiffened, revealing their inner tension, but they quickly recovered and turned their heads away from Leng Ran.

This subtle expression did not escape the cold eyes.

The central lake, on the surface, does indeed seem like a very suitable place for an ambush.

But such an obvious trap... do you really think she'll go for the points?

What is this? A trap?

But there's another saying: "To catch the thief, first catch the king."

He smiled coldly, patted the two men on the shoulder, startling them who had just experienced death.

Brother Mo Li, could you please put down the knife before we talk? We're scared!

"Well, thank you for the information. Take care."

The two soldiers were completely bewildered: We're corpses! We didn't say that! We really didn't say that!

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Central Lake.

The central lake area of ​​the desert oasis is very special. To enter this area, you must go through a path from north to south. The surrounding area is full of rocks, which tightly surround the lake in the center.

Following Zhao Yuheng's instructions, He Xiting led a team of two hundred people into the heart of the lake ahead of time. One hundred of them were scattered and hidden behind the rocks around the central lake, while the other one hundred were divided into two groups and hid in the woods outside.

If Mo Li really dares to walk into the central lake, they can surround him from both sides and keep him there. If they are lucky, they might even have a chance to get Mo Li's head!

The freshmen could hardly contain their excitement, and they kept asking the commander next to them if they had seen Mo Li.

Strangely, he seemed to have vanished into thin air. Half an hour passed, and not a single freshman was eliminated. They also had no way of knowing Mo Li's current location from the quantum computer.

He Xiting was getting restless. He looked at Commander Ying Guan beside him and asked softly, "What did my cousin say? Are there any new arrangements?"

Ying Guan stared at the unchanged computer screen, his brow furrowed slightly: "Not for now."

Gao Xiao nudged He Xiting: "Can't you have a little patience? You've asked ten times in five minutes."

He Xiting pouted: "There aren't that many... at most eight times."

Gao Xiao: "I really want to slap you again right now, to make it symmetrical for you."

He Xiting: "Hmph, you can't beat me anyway. I really don't understand why my cousin sent so many designers here, are they just here to get themselves killed?"

Ying Guan interjected, "He Xiting, as Mo Li's elder brother, how good are you at close combat? If you were to face him, how long could you last?"

He Xiting quickly waved his hand: "Close combat? Ali is too ferocious in close combat... I haven't sparred with Ali yet, but if we really fought, I guess I could last for two minutes. If the great hero had his spear, he might last a little longer."

"But speaking of which, I haven't seen Hero Yue at all... nor is he with my cousin. Could it be that he's already out of the game?"

Gao Xiao rolled his eyes at He Xiting: "Want a spear? That's easy. Do you think we designers are just sitting around doing nothing?"

Ying Guan automatically ignored the two bickering and vaguely felt that something was wrong. According to Mo Li's level 5 physique speed, half an hour would be enough to cross the desert oasis. How could they not have reached the central lake yet?

However, the sentry team at the front still hadn't sent any news.

They had some students who lived near Mo Li pretend to gather in the central lake area, luring Mo Li to the central lake to collect points, and then they surrounded her there.

Was the trap too obvious, and Mo Li unwilling to come?

Thinking of this, Ying Guan contacted Zhao Yuheng: "Commander Zhao, Mo Li has not yet appeared. Should we change our battle plan?"

"No need, proceed according to the original plan, continue..."

Zhao Yuheng's voice abruptly stopped.

A knife was already held to his neck.

He stood coldly behind Zhao Yuheng, his knife remaining perfectly still.

"Zhao Yuheng, you don't actually think I'd go to the central lake, do you? This is such an obvious trap, it's not like you."

She smiled and tiptoed close to Zhao Yuheng's ear.

"We've got you, Commander Zhao."

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