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"Brother Tian, do you think our Archaeology Department is cursed? How come the chief instructor is that Mu Yunlong? We've been standing for almost 2 hours now. I feel like I'm about to evaporate," Xiao Pang panted.
Ye Tian stood next to Xiao Pang, who was dripping with sweat, just like the other students.
In contrast, Ye Tian's face showed no sign of fatigue. He looked very relaxed, even admiring the distant scenery from where he stood.
Xiao Pang looked at him with envy.
"Brother Tian, do you have some kind of secret? Teach me, I can't take it anymore."
Xiao Pang stared straight ahead with a serious expression, but his lips moved slightly as he whispered to Ye Tian.
"Xiao Pang, this level of endurance comes only with training. There's no quick fix here."
Ye Tian turned his head and spoke directly to Xiao Pang, surprising the nearby students with his boldness, even though he kept his voice low.
