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In front of him was a can of Nutritional Fresh Meat Canned Food. He reached out, picked it up, and took a piece to put in his mouth, chewing continuously.
“How is it?” Ye Wumeng asked, rubbing his hands as he watched him taste the food.
Although he didn't usually eat this kind of canned food, it was definitely better than the Hellish Cuisine! It could even be considered delicious.
The flavor was simply exquisite! As he ate, tears shimmered in the corners of his eyes; after all, it had been a long time since he had enjoyed such a dish.
“Hey, Wanjie Uncle, how about we discuss a business deal?”
Hearing Ye Wumeng's words, he was slightly taken aback and asked in confusion, “Business? What kind of business?”
Seeing this, Ye Wumeng smiled and said, “I have more of this Canned Meat. I can sell it to you for two points each. As for how much you sell it for, that’s none of my concern. What do you think?”
Ye Wumeng rubbed his hands together, looking at him with a grin. It was important to note that if one were to exchange for a can at the Bonfire Corps Headquarters, they would only receive points and would have to pay with cans. But here, it was different.
After tasting the Nutritional Fresh Meat Canned Food, he probably wouldn’t want to go back to that dark cuisine. One could easily consume at least one can a day, and this could lead to long-term benefits. Once everyone accepted this price, other items like Self-Heating Hot Pot, Wheat Juice, and Corpse Bean could also be introduced.
Would he still lack points then? A can for two points was quite a good deal. Should he get one now? After all, stationed at the border headquarters wouldn’t leave them at a loss; they received basic wages every month along with hardship allowances.
“It's settled then. I can give it to you right now.”
As Ye Wumeng spoke, two boxes appeared out of thin air, leaving everyone in the vicinity astonished.
“What the...”
“Cough cough, let’s not get too excited,” Ye Wumeng interrupted them as he handed over the two boxes of canned food to him, signaling him to hurry and take them back.
Looking at the two heavy boxes in his hands, he swallowed hard and hurriedly carried them backstage. Soon after, a prompt indicating point collection sounded from Ye Wumeng's Mechanical Glove.
“Captain, do you still have any cans left? We’d like to buy some too.”
“Huh?”
Ye Wumeng turned around to see Taozi grinning at him.
“It’s not expensive anyway. Since you’re my team members, you don’t need to spend your own money on such small things. Plus, I have even more goodies; I’ll quietly bring them for you when we get back,” Ye Wumeng whispered as he stepped closer to the three of them.
"Long live the Captain!"
"Wuhu, Captain!"
The three of them exclaimed in hushed voices, while not far away, Bo Shuo's face turned pale.
No wonder they weren't eating; it turned out there was something else to consume, and he had foolishly rushed in to mock them. With this thought, Bo Shuo felt a bit ashamed and hurriedly shoved a mouthful of food into his mouth, hoping to drown his inner turmoil with the taste of Hellish Cuisine.
Ugh.
Clearly, he had overestimated his ability to endure.
Before long, everyone seemed to have finished eating and turned their attention to Ye Wumeng, eager to know the next course of action.
"Let's set off for our base!" Ye Wumeng announced loudly to the crowd as he stepped out of the shabby kitchen.
The journey to Ye Wumeng's base was dull; all they could see was barren land and oddly shaped Undead creatures. As they walked, everyone began to feel a bit bored. However, since they were not far from the command center, they soon spotted their designated base, and their eyes twitched at the sight.
In front of them lay a desolate area with only a few small houses standing like lonely shadows.
The walls were made of rough stones piled together, with clear gaps between them that seemed to tell tales of time's tears. The roofs were hastily patched together with old wooden planks, covered in moss and cracks; some parts had even rotted and collapsed, exposing dark spaces within.
Each small house was extremely cramped, barely accommodating a handful of people.
The doors and windows were exceedingly rudimentary; the doors were made from crooked wooden boards nailed together, while the windows were merely irregular holes carved into the walls without any glass—only tattered oil paper fluttered in the wind, desperately trying to fend off the invading storms outside.
There was not a single sign of life around the small houses—no trees for shade, no blooming flowers surrounding them—just endless barrenness stretching into the distance. This made Ye Wumeng wonder if he had arrived at a military base or a junkyard instead.
"This is our base?" Bo Shuo found it hard to believe; he had anticipated a poor environment but never imagined it could be this bad!
Seeing this desolate place even made the usually optimistic Taozi furrow her brows and pout in dissatisfaction. "Oh dear, this is quite something."
Ye Wumeng stepped forward and glanced at the few remaining houses, shaking his head.
"These houses are practically uninhabitable; if it rains, we’re done for."
"What should we do, Captain?" Lei Huo quietly inquired as he approached Ye Wumeng.
"These houses are no good for living; we’ll have to use tents instead."
"Tents?" What did the Captain mean? Could it be...?
In Lei Huo's incredulous gaze, Ye Wumeng smiled slightly and reached into thin air, pulling out a dozen brown packages.
Clang! Clang!
Portable camping tents!
"My Captain!"
Lei Huo was at a loss for words as he conveyed the news to everyone. What did the harsh conditions have to do with me? Ye Wumeng silently scoffed, then called for everyone to start setting up the tents. Meanwhile, Bo Shuo stood at a distance, a flicker of admiration and doubt crossing his eyes. Am I really not suited to be the team leader?
Time flew by, and soon everyone had set up their tents. Each team had two tents, which were spacious enough for individuals to sleep comfortably without feeling cramped. However, this did not apply to Ye Wumeng's team. Due to their unusually small number of members and the fact that the captain was alone, their tent felt exceedingly empty. Originally, he had planned to set up a separate tent for Taozi and Wen Xi, but then—
"Captain, we're afraid of the dark," Taozi said, pulling Wen Xi along in her pajamas, clutching a blanket as she stood at the entrance of the tent looking pitifully at Ye Wumeng, who was peeking out with a bewildered expression.
Superhumans with combat power above mine are afraid of the dark? Ye Wumeng thought. If a ghost were to emerge from the darkness, he would probably worry more about the ghost than about them.
"Um, I can give you a small nightlight," Ye Wumeng said helplessly.
"If you don’t let us stay in this tent, what’s the point of setting it up?"
"Hmph! I don’t want that! Captain, if you don’t let us in, we’ll freeze to death outside!" Taozi declared defiantly, puffing out her cheeks in frustration. Her words startled Wen Xi beside her, who quickly added in a weak voice, "I don’t want to freeze to death!"
Sighing in resignation, Ye Wumeng stepped aside and allowed the two of them to enter the tent.
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