She had not expected Wu Ping's cooking skills to be so good. Although it did not look like much, the taste was still quite delicious.
Fang Mo'er quickly finished her meal. She had wanted to check up on Shi Mo, but noticed that Wang Zi had only eaten a few mouthfuls before she quietly threw the rest away.
Fang Mo'er was not actually ashamed of wasting food. It would have been fine if Wu Ping's cooking had been terrible, but now she was participating in a survival adventure. It was already good that they had this food. If they did not eat tonight, they would not have the energy to continue with their next task the next day.
Since Wu Ping was the one who had cooked the meal, the rest of the cleaning work would be taken care of by the others.
Fang Mo'er was injured and could not touch anything, so she sat at the entrance of the tent to rest. She had a discussion with Wu Ping about the clues to find the checkpoint the next day.
