"Did you really think we were here to live it up? We're lucky just to get a full meal. Cut the crap. Hurry up and finish eating, we have training soon!"
Shen Qiuyue cut into her fried egg with a cold expression, her tone flat.
"Sun Yang, if you really can't stomach it, I'll take you out tonight to hunt for some wild game. But when we're hunting insects, don't expect me to save you!"
"Tch, who needs you to save me? Who do you think I am?"
Sun Yang pursed his lips defiantly.
"But seriously, can you even cook? Don't let us go through all the trouble of catching something only for you to turn it into a lump of charcoal!"
"Heh!"
Shen Qiuyue scoffed lightly and ignored him.
Nearby, Bai Lin, who had been quietly tapping his wrist-mounted screen, chimed in without looking up.
"Within a twenty-kilometer radius of the base, the frequency of wild Insect Race activity has increased by over thirty percent.
