Looking at the artificial lake in front of her, Jiang Baimian stopped and said to Wang Fugui and the others, "Since we're going to move together, there are some ground rules that we have to discuss in advance."
"What are they?" Wang Fugui asked warily.
Gray, Waite, and Fars had similar reactions.
Jiang Baimian nodded slightly and said, "There has to be a guiding principle for the operation. There has to be a goal and a plan—we have to make sure that we know what we are doing. We can't swarm forward in a mess. That will only drag each other down. Our team has a constant principle in such explorations. In layman's terms, 'Do not lavishly hope of getting fat in one sitting.'"
"W-what about getting fat?" Gray—who was wrapped in a leather coat and trembling slightly—clearly didn't understand the Ashlandic maxim even though Jiang Baimian had already translated it into the Red River language relatively accurately.
