Mo Qiong and You Xin reached the clouds over there and saw a black shadow vaguely visible within the rolling mass.
Looking closely, they could see a large rifle sticking out from the lowest part of the clouds, along with half a head. It was Alexander.
He held a sniper rifle, lying prone and bracing it against the clouds as he seemed to aim at somewhere on the island.
Bang!
After firing, he remained still for a moment before hopping out of the clouds.
"Did you hit it?" Mo Qiong asked.
"The target on the second floor of Training Ground Number One. I fired from memory. It was two walls away, so whether I hit it or not depends somewhat on luck," Alexander said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his teammates shout through the earpiece, "Hit! Hit!"
Alexander laughed. "Looks like my luck is pretty good."
"Impressive." Mo Qiong smiled. This kind of shooting through walls was one of his specialties. It was hard for him not to hit the target. As for this particular skill, he had only shown a superficial interest in it.
"I heard you were looking for me?" Mo Qiong asked.
Alexander nodded. "Do you know what we train for in the third year?"
"Real combat?" Mo Qiong asked.
"Exactly. And it's real combat involving containment. We face Contained Objects directly." Alexander's tone was complicated as he spoke.
Mo Qiong and You Xin both noticed that although he appeared calmer, he clearly seemed to be carrying a heavy burden and tremendous pressure.
"Did someone die?" Mo Qiong asked.
"Not exactly. At critical moments, the instructors or even the mobile teams step in to deal with the Contained Objects, or tell me how to respond," Alexander said.
Mo Qiong and You Xin exchanged a