Outside the camp.
Aside from Ya Tianxing, the other three instructors gathered together.
Behind them, a lamp was lit, illuminating a small area.
One after another, assistants ran over, reporting that they had successfully placed snakes inside the tents.
Before long, everyone had finished reporting.
The three exchanged glances.
"How's tent number 7?"
Peng Yuqiu pointed at an assistant and asked.
That person immediately said, "There's no movement, just two people yelling."
Peng Yuqiu frowned slightly.
Liang Zhiqiong was terrified of snakes, he didn't know what kind of state she'd be in now.
Thinking of this, Peng Yuqiu couldn't help but turn his head, looking somewhat annoyed at Mu Cheng, "Captain, why did you put over thirty snakes in tent number 7?"
Initially, each tent was to have about ten snakes, but on Ya Tianxing's command, twenty were moved from other tents, all thrown into tent number 7.
No one knew what he was plotting.
