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Chi Yue indeed brought salt.
Before entering the production team, she had researched the assessment tasks of Wang Xueya and her team, realizing there would be desert survival, so she prepared a small salt shaker.
The importance of table salt goes without saying, but she wouldn't have taken it out if it weren't for her teammates.
"Delicious! It's so good."
After being so hungry for so long, eating roasted cacti, especially with salt, was simply a heavenly taste for the girls; they couldn't stop praising the cacti. Yet, under Chi Yue's watchful gaze, they didn't indulge, finished their share, cleaned their mouths, patted their stomachs, and let out satisfied screams.
"I could go out and run ten kilometers now!"
After a round of laughter, Meng Jiayi sighed again.
"Ah, if only we had a drink of water, it would be perfect."
Chi Yue didn't make a sound, silently pulling a bottle of mineral water from her bag.
