The students were depressed, and so were the lecturers, especially director Xiaofu.
He felt that this experiential learning was not going well at all!
First, he lost three students while crossing the river, and then he lost another student while collecting the lightning strike stones. The most unfortunate thing was that the two lightning strike stones in succession were produced from very few places.
Generally speaking, the production of lightning strike stones was directly proportional to the number of lightning mushroom. Clearly, the number of lightning mushroom in these two places was not small, so why was the number of lightning strike stones so small?
Was It really just bad luck?
Instead of ordering everyone to leave immediately, director Xiaofu took a few lecturers and carefully observed the waste stones on the ground.
Hei Xinjiu’s expression was the same as the others, but her heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t see anything wrong, could she?