Anyway, the trial had just begun.
The main task had been released early, and the objective was crystal clear.
This time, at first glance, there weren't too many twists and turns; it was a pure survival task.
In other words, the relationships between the Angel Envoys, for now, showed no evident conflicts of interest.
So Yi Lin didn't refuse the friendly gestures from his deskmate.
Everyone was well aware of the dynamics between Angel Envoys. When it was time to turn against each other, they would do so without hesitation, flip the table when needed, and the current niceties didn't hold much significance.
"Lin Lin?"
The girl hesitated for a moment before asking softly again.
Yi Lin was slightly taken aback.
Seeing through Yi Lin's confusion, his deskmate smiled, turned her backpack around, and presented it to Yi Lin.
There was a tag stuck to the brand-new square backpack.
——"Sweetie".
Yi Lin: "..."
