Xiao Xiao Long and the others were in a dire state, each looking like a ragged beggar with bloodstains on their bodies.
They were so excited to gather with their schoolmates again that tears nearly streamed down their faces.
"Is there water?!"
"Do you have any food?!"
At the first sight of them, Xiao Xiao Long and his group appeared like refugees.
Although the classmates were curious about what they had experienced, they still shared their food and water first.
"Why are there only you guys?"
Zhao Yu observed that among those who returned, there seemed to be only boys, all the girls have gone.
When they left, there were also a dozen girls.
Xiao Xiao Long and the others slowed their ravenous eating, many showing expressions of grief and anger.
"What exactly happened, Xiao Xiao Long?!"
"What did you experience?!"
"Weren't you guys supposed to go to the camp?!"
Everyone asked chaotically.
