Chapter 325: Team Mvp Settlement
“Can I have the water collector?” Sad Pig Intestine looked at everyone. He knew the water collector was a good thing and everyone wanted it, so he explained again,
“I have one on the vehicle, but cooking uses a lot of water. How about this: I’ll process food for everyone for free once.”
Seeing no objections from everyone, Yu Jiang nodded and gave the water collector to Sad Pig Intestine. They had discussed it and would exchange with food processing.
Yu Jiang had just swapped for quite a few ingredients at the service area.
While they were tallying revenue and swapping supplies here, over there Kiss of Death was leading the seriously injured Solomon Demon God and the remaining main team members, advancing at full speed. They drove for several dozen minutes before stopping to rest.
Their people and vehicles could only be described as never the most disheveled, only more disheveled. Everyone was covered in dust and dirt, with a stifling and gloomy atmosphere lingering in the middle of the team.
They hadn’t robbed much supplies in total, hadn’t earned any reputation, and had suffered losses in personnel, only to get robbed by others.
The meager gains couldn’t make up for the losses.
“Zheng Tianlang and that group of idiots like Small Fish, and someone actually ran out?”
Kiss of Death sat under the sky curtain awning. Her tactical face mask and clothes were covered in filth, making her look very down-and-out, but the killing intent on her body hadn’t diminished at all.
The person below answered, “Two.”
Kiss of Death raised her head, her calm gaze falling on one of them, on Zheng Tianlang.
The latter seemed to sense something too. His legs went soft and he was about to say something nice, but before the sound came out, a player who had quietly appeared behind him slit his throat.
“Couldn’t even do something as simple as staking out at the service area, and still dared to come out alive.” Kiss of Death’s voice was ice-cold. She looked at the corpse on the ground with the eyes one would use for trash and gestured for her subordinate to loot.
How many resources had he lost? An oil tanker could only manufacture one explosion oil tank every 48 hours.
How many days had they hoarded to stock up ten tanks? They should have played a bigger role, but they were all used up here.
And his main team—supplies could be found again, but where could he make up for the lost combat power in a short time?!
Without leaking their whereabouts, the fact that it got posted on the public screen meant The King Called Me to Patrol the Mountain and that group of masters would also go to the service area, but things had reached this point—someone had to take the blame.
The people below could live, but the team leader Zheng Tianlang had to die.
Anyway, it wasn’t an irreplaceable profession.
Solomon Demon God had just recovered some health. His fractured ribs and leg bones were both covered with medicated plaster, and he was still waiting for recovery time. He still sat up resolutely despite his disabilities, clenching his good right hand as if to smash the table, but it hurt too much, so he had to pull it back.
“Damn it, sooner or later I’ll kill those two women!”
At first he hadn’t been injured this badly. Life is Like a Play, that crazy woman, said something about the “Get a Tattoo Behind Satan” achievement—she liked it a lot, but she hadn’t gotten it, so she wanted to see it.
She even mocked him for being so useless, still getting “Get a Tattoo Behind Satan.” It seemed this achievement wasn’t that great either.
Solomon Demon God’s lungs were about to explode with rage. If not for being poisoned before, with a layer of bleeding buff on top, and still exchanging a couple of moves with X, he couldn’t have fought so miserably.
“Can’t you see yet? It’s the same operation as when we suppressed other bandit teams back then.” Kiss of Death was even more annoyed precisely because she saw this.
“Be more cautious on the road for a while.” He said coldly.
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Dusk fell.
After Yu Jiang’s team rendezvoused with the merchant caravan boss, they waited until night safety time activated before everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
They set up camp by original teams. After Yu Jiang’s pyrethrum leveled up, besides defending against various snakes and insects, it gained an extra function.
Air within the RV range could be purified, and with the sky curtain open, that also counted as RV range.
Purifying air didn’t improve air quality; it just purified pollutants in the air.
There was still haze, but under the sky curtain, they didn’t need to wear stuffy protective gear.
This function was also on Wholesale Wang Defa’s luxury folding tent, but the tent had cost quite a few supplies and time, upgrading bit by bit to reach the current high configuration.
Upgrading pyrethrum was much more cost-effective by comparison.
At this moment, Sad Pig Intestine set up the pot under the sky curtain, heated oil, and started making dinner.
With so many people in the team, it was rare to gather like this—they had to eat together.
Everyone had just earned a sum, plus supplies swapped at the service area. Everyone contributed a bit of ingredients, enough for a big meal.
Yu Jiang added Fried Potato with Oxalis as a friend and pulled her into the friend channel.
She had planned from the start: if the other party wasn’t with the robber team and survived this time, she’d make contact first. She felt the other person seemed pretty good.
When developing the team, combat power didn’t have to be high; people had to be reliable.
Desert Eagle Uncle and Aftershock were originally the type of survivors who would lend a hand if they could, and now they were the same as many in the team.
More cautious ones would first confirm their own safety and escape routes before lending a hand to others.
Shi Xu wouldn’t actively harm people and wouldn’t help either. If not for knowing the instance required cooperation, he probably wouldn’t have joined the team.
But when cooperating with people, if something came up, he would step up for real.
Last time with Heartless Water, they had almost won. Every team member wanted to win, everyone reluctant to give up their ranking and profits—that’s what let Yu Jiang seize the opportunity.
“Wow!!! This smells so good!” Pure Love Cockroach Spicy Spicy looked at the braised noodles in the pot, excited tears flowing from the corners of her mouth.
The camping lamp hung above the big pot, food steaming with heat, several solar fans whirring.
Though the weather was hot and the surroundings weren’t great, looking at the food about to come out of the pot, with companions who had come all this way, there was no better time. The harsh environment wasn’t an issue.
The dining area was very makeshift: folding tables of different heights, sizes casually pieced together, with picked-up stools and chairs.
Everyone originally wanted to help, but Sad Pig Intestine said no need. He had the light screen crafting interface to assist, so they just needed to help boil mung bean soup on the pot.
After dinner, the mung bean soup would be about ready too, to distribute to everyone then. Whether iced and stored or eaten fresh, it was good.
Beans were really good stuff—easy to store, could be boiled directly, or soaked to sprout bean sprouts for vegetables too.
“Dinner’s ready! Dinner’s ready!” Sad Pig Intestine shouted, and everyone perked up, like it was New Year’s.
In doomsday, being able to eat and drink like a picnic was even better than New Year’s.
Yu Jiang, dozing off on the fishing chair, suddenly stood up, taking out her own tableware.
Shi Xu sitting next to her—when Yu Jiang slept, her head had drooped to the side, inadvertently leaning on his shoulder. He hadn’t moved, nearly startled when Yu Jiang jumped up, but also reached out to steady the tipping chair.
“Come on, go get food. Why are you still sitting?” Yu Jiang grabbed Shi Xu’s arm and hurried to catch up with everyone in line.
The food portions were definitely enough, but it was like rushing to the cafeteria after work at noon—everyone wanted to run faster.
They all used their own tableware, and after eating, everyone cleaned their own bowls and chopsticks.
That night there wasn’t just instant noodle cake with potato and ham sausage, plus a small amount of fresh pork for braised noodles; there was also cold kelp knots, scallion oil flower rolls, hand-shredded chicken, and seaweed button quail egg soup.
Plus low-alcohol sparkling fruit wine, beer, cola prepared together—pick what you like.
