This time around, Zhao Jun no longer insisted on his own opinion and was the first to follow behind Huo Sining's team.
After ten o'clock, the sun grew even hotter, and despite the shade of the trees, the scorching temperature of the air still made it feel like steam was rising, with the fiery air making breathing somewhat difficult.
But Huo Sining and his companions, having eaten their fill, naturally had plenty of strength, and their pace never slowed, quickly passing through one jungle after another.
Those following behind Huo Sining, like Zhao Jun's group, were less fortunate. They had a larger number of people and although they caught some fish and shrimp in the stream, and gathered some wild fruits in the forest, there wasn't enough to go around for so many; each person only had a few morsels to fill the gaps between their teeth, and now they suddenly had to march through the wilderness at such a high intensity, and soon enough, many of the girls couldn't take it anymore.