Chapter 90: Field Training – Admiring The Ginger Flower Plant
What happened to Class Two and Class Ten in the distance? Where are the Class 8 Members who just set off heading to?
This question lingered in Xiang Chuan’s mind for less than half a minute before she tossed it aside.
Whatever, too lazy to think about it. As long as her own class doesn’t cause such a mess that even the staging area gets kicked in, it’ll count as a victory. The optimistic 21st Century corporate slave thought with an empty mind.
“But it’s pretty amazing. We’ve been walking in the forest for so long, yet we haven’t encountered many bugs.” Xiang Chuan said puzzledly. Last weekend, she heard they were coming to the wilderness for special training and got scared, so she quickly searched Geegle and compiled tens of thousands of words on anti-mosquito and bug tips. But when they actually arrived at the nature reserve, there weren’t any bugs around, not even a single mosquito. “Could it be that the nature reserve has no bugs?”
“What are you thinking? Didn’t the Class President just say they were setting up tents for those people from Class Ten to prevent bug bites?” Ouyang Yating gave her an annoyed glance, stretched out her hand to reveal the terminal on her wrist, switched the terminal to non-wearable mode, turning it into a flat oval shape. She opened the side port on the flat oval terminal, took out a chip even smaller than a pinky fingernail, “This is the chip Teacher Zhu gave us before school ended last Friday. It’s used to emit bioelectric waves to repel bugs… You didn’t forget to insert the chip, did you?”
“I inserted it, I had the servant insert it for me.” This wasn’t Xiang Chuan being lazy; she found that her current self in this life wasn’t very interested in terminal functions. Even the fact that the terminal could switch to a wearable mode bound to hands or feet was something she figured out herself after seeing young modern people operate it while playing in the commercial district with her sister before. But inserting the chip was still too unfamiliar for her, so she directly asked the starfish servant at home. “But I didn’t know what this chip was for.”
“You’re really brave to insert a chip into your terminal when you don’t even know what it is. Aren’t you afraid it’s a virus chip that would wreck your terminal the moment you insert it?” Nancy looked at her curiously.
“Modern data recovery technology shouldn’t be unable to retrieve my data, right? And… has our fleet’s technology advanced to the point where people can research terminal viruses?” Xiang Chuan blinked.
……
This person seems silly on the surface usually, but sometimes her words really cut deep.
But with this opening, the group led by Ainuo began a merciless roast of their own fleet’s information technology level.
“Sigh, the fleet leadership doesn’t even exchange experience with the Ninth Fleet or Eleventh Fleet to properly improve the information technology level.”
“Though the current technology is sufficient for agriculture and food processing, it also caps the development potential of other industries…”
“I’d say, if the fleet still wants to compete with other fleets, it should take advantage of this fleet exchange period to communicate well with the Ninth Fleet or Eleventh Fleet, and best buy back some advanced technology.”
“After replacing so much exoskeleton armor, do you think our fleet still has spare money to buy these things?”
“……Can’t you let us dream a little?” Ainuo looked at the buzzkill Nancy with a face full of black lines.
Not sure if it was due to the good air on the forest path, but everyone’s chat desire was extremely strong. Xiang Chuan, a liberal arts student from her previous life whose concept of information technology was limited to “using a few basic Windows programs and surfing the internet,” couldn’t chime in at all and could only walk beside them watching their heated discussion.
People, when they get into chatting, will completely forget things they originally planned to do, like watching the path while walking, or remembering to put the bug-repelling chip back into the terminal.
Ouyang Yating was chatting enthusiastically, her hands waving uncontrollably, and now they were walking on dry leaves with moisture underneath not dried by the midday sun, so as she stepped forward, her heel landed right on a particularly slippery dry leaf, causing her whole body to fall backward.
“Careful!” Nancy reacted first, immediately grabbing Ouyang Yating’s arm to stop her from falling back. Ainuo, on the side, was a beat slower but also quickly grabbed her other arm.
Then they heard the sound of something dropping to the ground. Ouyang Yating, with her mind blank for the moment, instinctively looked down—it was her terminal in non-wearable mode. Why wasn’t it on? Because she took out the chip to show Xiang Chuan. Where’s the chip? She had been gripping it in her hand. Now the chip…
“Whoa!”
Another startled cry scared everyone. Turning around, they saw Xiang Chuan had plunged into the bushes on the other side, almost in an inverted position stuck between the bushes, her legs flailing like a drowning child.
“Xiang Chuan?!” Chou Manman and Liang Gong were startled. The only two with free hands hurried over to help pull Xiang Chuan down. Ouyang Yating picked up the terminal and rushed over with her two childhood friends.
Everyone laid Xiang Chuan on the nearby grassland. At this point, Xiang Chuan could only be described as embarrassed, with branches and dry leaves stuck in her hair, and her face scratched by twigs. The only relief was that no bones were injured.
Ouyang Yating looked at her helplessly: “I can excuse not watching the path, but how did you manage to fall even more dramatically than me?”
She helplessly started tidying her hair, while Chou Manman took out the emergency medical kit she carried and helped treat the scratches on Xiang Chuan’s face. Luckily, these were just superficial scrapes with slight swelling but no bleeding, so simple anti-inflammatory treatment would do.
“I was afraid that if I was a step late, we’d have to search the whole day like big sea fishing.” Xiang Chuan said, raising her fist that she had been tightly clenching, and pulling Ouyang Yating’s hand with the other.
Ouyang Yating originally wanted to tell her not to move since she was braiding her hair, and now it was messy again. Before she could speak, she saw a small piece of something in her hand—it was the chip. Ouyang Yating didn’t know how to describe her current mood: should she roast her hard and tell her the chip has a built-in timer signal that could be found by scanning nearby with her own terminal, or properly praise her club president’s brave action?
In the end, she chose a middle ground and ruffled her club president’s messy head.
Xiang Chuan stood up from the ground, patted the dry leaves off her pants, and as she prepared to return to the path, her eyes caught sight of some flowers blooming under a tree not far away.
“Huh, what flower is that?” Xiang Chuan curiously leaned closer. “It looks a bit like a lotus… but it’s spring now, and in the woods?”
“This flower is nothing special, just a wildflower. There are plenty in the parks of the residential area and commercial district.” Chou Manman glanced at it and replied.
“But it should have a name, right?” Xiang Chuan touched her chin, thinking that she should have an impression of normal wildflowers, unless over these 30,000-plus years, flower varieties underwent a major overhaul… but vegetables and fruit hadn’t changed, so would flowers? Unlikely.
“Can’t you just scan it with the bio timer program?” Ainuo opened the light screen, clicked the program, scanned the flower with the camera, and instantly identified the variety. “It’s called Ginger Flower…?”
“Ginger Flower? What a weird name. Ginger Flower… Ginger?!” Xiang Chuan was complaining about the name when she snapped back and suddenly looked at Ainuo, startling Ainuo into stepping back two paces.
“Yeah, don’t believe me? See for yourself.” Ainuo copied the light screen information to Xiang Chuan.
Xiang Chuan quickly opened the light screen to receive the information and started reading it on the spot. Soon, she looked up in shock at the vibrant beautiful pink flowers on the ground.
Modern people are really talented—they actually grow ginger as an ornamental flower?!
Ginger finally had a whereabouts
