Faced with Dai Mubai's anxious questions, Tang San didn't answer. He just handed over the water bag with his backhand and waited quietly for his companions behind him to catch up.
Soon, the people chasing behind them stopped when they saw Tang San, and a group of people gathered together again.
Seeing that his partners had all arrived, Tang San's concerned eyes paused on Tang Tang, and he said: "Everyone, I just thought about it carefully and feel that we may have overlooked some issues. This weight-bearing training is not good for us.
Saying there is a high probability is not simply a punishment given to us by the teacher."
"Do you still remember? In today's competition, Rongrong and Xiaoqing did not play, but they were punished. Why? I don't believe that the teacher would make such a big mistake."
"So, the only answer is that this training session is the second lesson the teacher gave us."
"I have two thoughts about the content of the test in the second class. First, I think the teacher wants to remind us that we need to improve our physical fitness. You see, the weight of the stones carried in the basket on each person's back varies from person to person.
It’s as if the teacher has already calculated our physical limits, and it’s hard not to feel that this is intentional.”
"Second, and most importantly, the teacher wanted us to unite and cultivate cohesion. Rongrong and Zhuqing, who did not participate in the war, were also punished by the teacher, which shows that the teacher wanted to punish us not as individuals, but as a collective.
.Rongrong, did the teacher say anything when you finally set off?"
Ning Rongrong nodded and explained the master's theory of sharing weal and woe to everyone one by one.
Tang San concluded: "So we must find a way to allow everyone to complete this training."
Tang Tang put a hand on Xiao Wu's shoulder and silently watched everyone gradually melting away. His forehead was covered with sweat and he was panting so much that he could not speak.
Really? Why do I feel like the teacher saw us being distracted and wanted to hit everyone equally?
"Anyway, let's make some plans."
"The teacher only asked us to complete the punishment within today, and did not ask us to rank one, two, and three, so we can move forward slowly and at a constant speed to conserve our physical strength to the maximum extent. I suggest that everyone use the slowest among us as the benchmark.
Move forward as a team, help each other, and don’t rush for success.”
"Presumably this is what the teacher wants us to do." Tang San looked confident.
Tang Tang: (?_?) In terms of self-persuasion and brainwashing, my brother is really no weakest in his life. I don’t even bother to say anything about him.
Master: Everything you said is right. (n_n)
With the decision made, a group of people gathered together and continued to move forward at a speed that was barely faster than a turtle crawling.
After climbing only half of the way up the mountain, the weaker ones showed signs of fatigue and their backs were soaked with sweat.
The scorching sun above their heads soared brazenly into the sky, releasing scorching temperatures without reservation, making it even more difficult for them.
"So hot, so tired, so thirsty, so hungry..." Tang Tang was hunched over, his hands drooping weakly, he was too tired to care about his image.
Beside her, several people were following the same example. From a distance, they looked like a row of zombies who had lost their fighting spirit and were dragging their feet.
Lacking physical strength and carrying rocks as heavy as mountains, several people's eyes turned black for a while, and they looked at the green fruits on the roadside as if they were seeing meat.
A few people who lacked modern hygiene concepts drank some stream water and sour fruits, and then set out on the road again.
