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It had already been three hours since Qi Mo's team had lost all of their resources and supplies. At this time, both of them were struggling and hoping to encounter a breakthrough. They were already extremely exhausted and thirsty when they saw a fire in the desert at this time.

"Brother Zhuang!!!" All three members in Jiang Yuning's group were overjoyed when they saw Brother Zhuang and Qi Mo running towards them.

Words could not explain the excitement that the two teams felt when they finally met up with one another.

However, to Qi Mo's surprise, Jiang Yuning's team actually had all of their supplies and resources with them. They looked as though they had more than enough food and water to last them until the end of the mission.

"Why weren't your supplies stolen?"