"Zhou Ming, you pair up with Fang Cheng, responsible for the left reservoir area."
"Lin Xue, you and Fatty, along with me, will handle the purification equipment area on the right."
"Each group gets a detector and two water guns. If anything happens, shout immediately."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ming's eyes lit up, and he eagerly approached Wang Lan:
"President, how about I team up with you! I have experience and can protect you!"
Wang Lan rolled her eyes at him and bluntly refused:
"Quit it. Your lousy Kung Fu can't protect anyone. Better stick with Fang Cheng and look after our new member. Just don't cause any trouble."
Zhou Ming immediately resembled a defeated rooster, dejectedly trailing behind Fang Cheng.
After distributing the equipment and explaining the operational precautions, everyone set off in different directions.
Fang Cheng took the water gun. The light touch in his hand stirred a sense of absurdity within him.
