Wu Yang stared at Jiang Xiaoxiao dumbfoundedly.
"Are you crazy? Making a fire? At this time? Camping?"
This woman's head is screwed up.
What can making a fire do?
They have nothing to eat, no water, and this weather is hot enough to kill someone. Making a fire for warmth?
Or roasting everyone into jerky.
"If you want to rest well tonight, better hurry up and help me make a fire. With the fire, mosquitoes will be fewer, at least we can sleep a bit more comfortably."
Jiang Xiaoxiao stood up and took out her flashlight.
Wu Yang was stunned.
"How do you even have a flashlight? My god, your bag is like a treasure trove."
Looking at her bag, then at his own, he really felt a bit ashamed. In his bag...
Besides his favorite clothes, there was his beloved game console and his nunchuks, things he liked, but nothing to eat, nothing to drink.
He probably hadn't even thought of something like a flashlight.
Who needs a flashlight when going to school?
