Shi Lang got outside the office of the camp master and made his way to the mess hall. That was where all the instructors would gather most of the time. This time he did not have to face any traps. His journey was smoother and faster. As he entered the mess hall, he spotted, Carlos, John, and Yuu.
He came to stand in front of them and saluted. The three people gazed at him and nodded. Carlos said, "Kid, I heard you are venturing outside on the western woods?"
Shi Lang replied, "Sir, Yes, Sir."
Carlos nodded and said, "Since you passed the welcoming ceremony with flying colors, I will be giving you a tip. Capture a blue fowl, that will make your hunt easy."
Shi Lang took a mental note of the tip and said, "Thank you very much, Sir."
John said, "Maintain the contrast. Things in the western woods are not as simple as they might seem to be." his voice was calm yet cold as always.