Sean rubbed his confused eyes, sat up, and was dumbfounded.

I saw the engineers who usually slept like dead pigs, but they didn't know why they were crazy at this time. They were all crowded in front of the bathroom and waiting in line to wash up.

When the Red Spider Chariot is unfolded, there are four restrooms, which are enough for 130 people.

But at this time, there was a congestion?

Or at half past six in the morning?

Seeing Sean looking over with a confused look on his face, Luke, who had just walked out after washing up, was still leaning on a cane. He bared his teeth in embarrassment and smiled: "Captain, you're awake."

"Wait, what happened?"

"Everyone had a good sleep last night. Not many people stayed in bed today. Isn't it almost time for breakfast?"

"breakfast?"

Sean was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and tilted his head to look out the window.

Sure enough, outside the temporary labor camp, caravan members were already lining up carrying lunch boxes.

A quick glance showed that there were quite a few people there, at least twenty.

"They are crazy. It's just one meal. Is it necessary to be so crazy?!"

Thinking of those days in the mountains, when I used various conditions to seduce them, these people all insisted on sleeping until eight in the morning.

Now, just for a meal, I can spontaneously get up at six o'clock and "humblely" queue up.

All right.

Even if I starve to death this morning and die outside, I, Sean, must set an example and prove it to everyone.

call.

Another scent mixed in the air and cheers came from outside.

"Don't grab it, breakfast is spicy tofu buns, everyone can have them!"

“There’s also vegetable and meat porridge, one bowl for each person!”

The spicy taste is so spicy that it makes people sweat on their foreheads. It is a level that no amount of nutritious meals can be prepared.

Taking a greedy breath, Sean thought about it for two seconds, then silently got up and got dressed.

"Captain, what are you doing?"

Seeing the changing expressions on Sean's face and the forcibly suppressed look, Luke scratched his head and felt a little at a loss.

But the next second.

"Quick, go and line up for me and get me one!"

"Damn, these people are all crazy, right? Can you eat four of these big buns in one meal?"

"As for that?"

Not far away, I saw the caravan members squatting on the ground, swallowing the buns like a dog chewing an apple.

The male gunman was stunned for a moment, looking at the palm-sized bun in his hand at a loss.

These people don't look like they are short of food or clothing, do they?

Their chariots, their attire, their weapons?

As an aboriginal person who traveled to the wasteland carrying supplies, how could he behave more pitifully than the humans on Earth who were short of supplies?

oh.

Oh my god.

While thinking about it, I saw that Sean was still not satisfied after finishing his fourth bun, so he grabbed another one from the patient next to him.

This performance is such that people don’t know what language to use to describe it.

"Don't worry about how much they can eat. Anyway, we won't lose money, and we can still make some profit. Speaking of which, these people have a lot of good things. I heard that the meat in this mixed vegetable and meat porridge is synthetic meat, but

It tastes as tender as fish. Wow, it tastes really good."

The vegetarian hunter squatting next to him was not picky about food at all. He took a big mouthful of meat porridge and was extremely satisfied with it.

In order to unlock more recipes and tricks, the Red Spider Caravan provided as many raw materials as possible last night.

The original menu this morning was ordinary steamed buns and side dishes.

But with the dehydrated vegetables and synthetic meat they provided, he simply made a meal of steamed buns and meat porridge.

It not only satisfies one's own appetite, but also wins the other's approval.

Not to mention too much, the experience of rising on the game route panel is the best "evaluation".

"I heard Captain Darren say that today we may have to walk into the city. Is it true?"

After finishing their meal, the old man and the dreamer came over and squatted down in front of the male gun brother.

As the most powerful person in the scavenger team, the team he leads is undoubtedly the strongest in combat effectiveness.

Even though everyone had picked up a lot of weapons yesterday, when they might be in danger now, they still came closer without pride.

"It should be true. We didn't complete the collection task yesterday. First, it has to do with the time we set off. It was already afternoon when we got there. After picking up the weapons scattered in the city, we didn't have much time to collect them. Second, it had to do with the mature weapons in the western suburbs.

The calmness is related to the amount of moss. Someone must have collected this thing before us, and the traces of collection are still retained in many places."

"If the Red Spider Caravan wants to collect more, it will definitely take us into the city."

"According to the information we collected yesterday, there are many dangers when entering the city. The few guards yesterday afternoon may not be enough to protect us in all aspects, right?"

The cautious dream hunter gave his own point of view: "How about we propose to them that a small number of people go in under protection and the rest continue to collect from the outside?"

"That's not appropriate. This is actually more dangerous." The old Taoist shook his head in denial: "It would have been fine if it was yesterday, but you also saw those guns. The enemy's strength may far exceed our previous judgment. In this case, it is best

It is better for everyone to gather together so that we can be most confident when encountering danger."
Chapter completed!