CHAPTER 342: 342: OBSERVE THREE MINUTES OF SILENCE

Originally leaning back in the chair with eyes closed for a nap, Mo Zishuang heard this sentence and instantly stood up, her brows furrowing, and an ominous premonition gradually arose!

She was almost in front of the monitor in an instant, her eyes wide open with anger, glaring at the situation on the monitor, and said, "What are they doing!"

The team in the monitor had a very clear division of labor, with several squads digging pits on the ground, searching everywhere for the treasure left by the ’Undead,’ while other squad members were catching red dots everywhere, vowing not to let the ’Undead’ escape!

Watching the trainees of Divine Artifact Third Class running around, Mo Zishuang felt a sense of ominousness and confusion surging in her heart, and she picked up the tracker on the table to check.

But just one look drove her completely insane, and she said, "How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible..."

The red dots on the tracker were scattered, some stayed in place, while others were desperately fleeing, which was actually normal, but one point was enough to stab Mo Zishuang’s nerves!

Because the fleeing red dots, turned out to be six...

How could this be...

Gu Tong doesn’t have the Clone Technique, running around at the same time is simply impossible...

"How did she do it..." Lan Siming also noticed this point, his eyes widened again, and said, "Could it be she attached them to your trainees..."

"That’s impossible!" Mo Zishuang frowned, the trainees of Divine Artifact Third Class are battle-hardened, they could be confused, but they couldn’t be blinded by such a simple thing!

If Gu Tong really put the tracker on any one of them, they would definitely notice, and they wouldn’t be running around like headless chickens!

"But it’s abnormal for red dots to suddenly appear in the field! How did she do it..." Lan Siming raised the question again, eagerly hoping Mo Zishuang could solve the mystery for him.

Mo Zishuang didn’t bother with him at all, her brows furrowed deeply, staring at the tracker in her hand, wishing she could poke a hole in it.

Suddenly...

Mo Zishuang thought of something and said, "Unless..."

She hurried back to the monitor, quickly switched between several screens, and suddenly paused!

"Unless what?" Lan Siming was extremely anxious, driven by good intentions, he was about to die in agony.

Mo Zishuang focused on the monitor for a while, and with a cold and piercing tone, said, "Unless! She didn’t place it on people!"

What does that mean...

Lan Siming was extremely puzzled, stepped forward a few steps to look at the monitor, his eyes reflected the content on the screen, and he couldn’t believe his eyes widened, saying, "Damn... squirrels, rabbits, mice..."

The position Mo Zishuang switched to on the monitor was exactly the location of these animals, they all had one characteristic, which was carrying black tracker chips, galloping in the camping training ground.

In the picture, you could clearly see they were resting, and panting heavily...

In no time, the trainees of Divine Artifact Third Class caught up, and the animals, hearing footsteps, were like startled birds, running for their lives again, starting a new round of escape...

Just this scene, Lan Siming was about to swear...

What kind of brain does this Gu Tong have, coming up with such a sinister method, making the trainees of Divine Artifact Third Class chase animals like headless chickens.

Furthermore, more excessively, sometimes when squirrels were tired, they would climb trees directly, clearly within reach, but just couldn’t find them, the trainees’ sense of helplessness was easily imaginable...

Lan Siming couldn’t help but sympathize with them, silently mourning for three minutes for them...