Chapter 1796
Chapter 1796: A Warm Night and Gentle Light (Part 3)
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Flossie Wright rubbed her forehead and squinted slightly, then propped her hands on the sand and sat up.
At this moment, the military jacket draped over her at some point slid off.
Flossie glanced around, finally resting her gaze on a campfire not far ahead.
About ten meters away, sitting by the campfire were twice as many people as in her memory.
Aside from Sandy Cruz, Belinda Nichols, Rowdy Brightwill, and Joshua Bailey, there were a few other familiar faces.
There was Devina Millet, Iris Dukes, Jessie Grain, and another named Chloe Bell.
In total, there were eight people.
Just enough for one table.
This thought flashed through her mind, causing Flossie to lift her eyes slightly, a subconscious smile on her lips.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the rock beside her.
Raising an eyebrow, Flossie instinctively looked up and glanced at the rock beside her.
Under the bright stars and moon, Joe Kin stood by the rock, holding a freshly caught fish, and looked at Flossie with a hint of admiration.
The sea breeze blew across her cheeks, and Flossie’s淡淡 voice drifted away.
"Just in time, dinner’s just starting; join us."
Joe Kin nodded to her, his voice lacking its usual sternness.
A decisive response.
Climbing up from the sand, Flossie casually brushed the sand off herself, bent down to pick up the military jacket, and casually threw it over her shoulder.
A hint of amusement flickered in Joe Kin’s eyes.
Always looking so cool effortlessly, quite impressive.
Walking ahead of Joe Kin, Flossie leisurely made her way to the campfire.
"Hey, you’re up?" Joshua Bailey grinned, eyebrow raised at Flossie, with a scallop in hand.
"Flossie, I’ve got food here, come sit by me!" Iris Dukes was the first to raise her hand, cheerfully beckoning Flossie over.
"Hmph, you really can sleep."
Devina Millet glanced at her disdainfully, muttering irritably.
However, sitting next to her, Chloe Bell immediately retorted, "Devina Millet, will it kill you to say one less thing?!"
Devina was incensed and was about to retort to Chloe Bell when she suddenly felt the gaze of Belinda Nichols sweep across her, reminding her of the painful experience earlier that afternoon, causing her to wisely remain silent.
Alright, with so many people supporting her, is it not okay for her to be afraid?
Aside from them, Rowdy Brightwill was diligently grilling food, Sandy Cruz said nothing but glanced at Flossie a couple of times, and Jessie Grain looked at her, smiling as usual.
After a brief pause, without thinking too much, Flossie went directly to sit between Belinda Nichols and Iris Dukes.
"Here you go."
"Flossie, this is for you."
Almost as soon as she sat down, both Belinda Nichols and Iris Dukes moved together to offer Flossie the food in their hands.
At the same time, Chloe Bell, who was about to hand out the food in her hand, wisely withdrew her offering upon seeing this scene.
Witnessing this, Devina Millet looked both angry and annoyed but couldn’t express it freely, and could only roll her eyes at Flossie.
She just didn’t understand!
Flossie’s rapport with people was astoundingly good!
Devina was genuinely disgruntled.
Even though—
She felt a vague sense of understanding that this was only natural.
"You all eat slowly," Flossie looked at Belinda Nichols and Iris Dukes, then lifted her gaze towards Joe Kin and said, "I’ll wait for hers."
With those words, Belinda Nichols and Iris Dukes retracted their hands.
However, Joe Kin, standing on the peripheral, clearly felt the flash of aggression from Belinda Nichols and Iris Dukes.
Joe Kin, unwittingly caught in the crossfire: "..."
Isn’t this just dinner?
This group hadn’t been together for a while, and now with two months of training finally at an end, the atmosphere between them was unexpectedly harmonious.
Even Joe Kin, who was not particularly familiar with them, had unconsciously integrated with them, and they got along quite well.
All of them had endured rigorous survival training outdoors, persevering until now, so finding some food on this resource-rich island was merely a matter of "whether they wanted to" or not.
Few of them liked eating snakes, so their focus was on the sea.
The nearby seafood and fish were mostly cleared out by them; various seafood appearing around the campfire, and several adept cooks discussed ways to handle it, while others who knew nothing about cooking—like Flossie, found themselves on the sidelines, making small talk with the others.
In reality, most of the time, it was Flossie listening to them talk.
Belinda Nichols was an exception.
Chloe Bell, Devina Millet, Iris Dukes, along with Joshua Bailey, discussed various fascinating, dangerous, and wondrous aspects of survival in the wild, while Joshua ensured that everyone ate, occasionally guiding the conversation.
Flossie and Belinda Nichols listened quietly, and when someone occasionally asked Flossie, she, in good spirits, would briefly share the things she could discuss.
Throughout this storytelling, they also heard plenty of amusing tales.
For example, in a swamp, Chloe Bell discovered a bonfire and a heap of fish bones, which turned out to be left behind by Iris Dukes.
For instance, in the Polar Region, a rope Belinda Nichols discarded was eventually used by the lost Iris Dukes, allowing her to luckily make it to the end.
Again, in special training with Flossie, many traces were seen, which later led to assistance.
They narrated their own stories but suddenly realized that at some point, their paths intersected at the same point.
Of course, this was just an impression.
When you think you’re the only one struggling through an entire test, you may not realize that, in fact, everyone else is struggling just the same.
All the paths converge, with someone always bringing others something, whether good or bad, and often comedic.
When Flossie realized, she found it profound that these people gathered together were indeed harmonious.
The disputes and conflicts had already vanished without a trace through the passage of time and the training camaraderie.
Unconsciously, Flossie curled her lips, the bright and dark eyes were illuminated by the dancing flames, accompanied by a few flickers of warmth and smiles.
— End of Chapter 1796 —