"What are they doing in the camp?" Lu Pengyi thought he had heard wrong.

"Wen Zhiming boiled hot water in their camp, and Yao Tao washed her hair in her own tent." Chen Feng's subordinates looked helpless.

Lu Pengyi laughed outright, "Who does she think she is? Is she going to the dance and still washing her hair?"

In the last days, no one cares whether the appearance is dirty or not.

Not to mention washing their hair, many survivors at the resettlement site didn't even bother to wash their faces in the morning.

"Did you hear it wrong?" Chen Feng asked his subordinates.

The subordinate shook his head, "I smelled the fragrance of shampoo when I passed the Yao Tao tent."

Lu Pengyi's expression was exaggerated: "Shampoo? We are out on a mission, and she still brings such a thing?"

"Forget it, let's get some breakfast first, and then we'll find them." Chenfeng asked his staff to prepare breakfast.

Usually their breakfast is very simple.

Boil some hot water, eat a few biscuits or cook some white noodles with pickles.

While they were cooking noodles here, the camp opposite Wen Jiming also started cooking noodles.

But they cook the noodles with the leftover hot pot soup from last night.

The strong aroma of the soup base wafted out, causing the people on Chenfeng's side to sniff their noses.

"Oh, let's add something to our noodle soup."

"Add what? Add you?"

"When the task is completed this time, let's also get some seasonings. After eating white boiled noodles all day long, birds will fade out of our mouths."

"Don't pick, don't we have pickles?"

"Can pickles be the same?"

Chenfeng and Lu Pengyi chattered and finally finished their breakfast.

While packing up the tent, Wen Jiming and Yao Tao came over, "Morning Wind looking for us? Is there something wrong?"

Chen Feng's eyes fell on Yao Tao's hair.

Sure enough, it looked like it had just been washed, smooth and shiny, with a faint fragrance.

Chen Feng felt more and more disgusted.

Sure enough, women love vanity, and they don't forget to dress up at this time.

"Didn't you say yesterday that you don't want to be the captain?" Chen Feng said, "So from today onwards, I will be the captain. I believe Wen Jiming that you have no interest in the position of captain."

Wen Jiming said with a cold face, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, someone has to stand up and take responsibility." Chenfeng spread his hands, "It's better for women to stay by the stove."

Everyone could hear that Chen Feng was mocking Yao Tao for his incompetence, only cooking.

But they all forgot that when the mutated wild boar appeared yesterday, she was the first to sound the alarm.

"You want to be the captain?" Yao Tao asked Chenfeng, "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Well, Lu Pengyi's team and the wounded will be handed over to you." Yao Tao turned and walked back after finishing speaking.

"Wait a minute." Chen Feng called to stop her, "I still have to arrange today's itinerary, you have to follow the arrangement."

"What if I don't follow the arrangement?" Yao Tao asked back.

There was an unfriendly smile on the corner of Chenfeng's mouth, "Whoever doesn't obey the arrangement, I have the right to kick him out of the team alone."

Yao Tao blinked, "What else?"

Chen Feng was stunned, "What do you want to ask?"

"You might as well tell me now, you leave the team, I want to see you die outside."

Morrowind: "..."

Everyone who heard this fell into silence.

Wen Zhiming couldn't help but laugh.

You really deserve to be Yao Tao, I won't play those hypocritical tricks with you.

You want to kill me?

Then come directly, don't go around in circles, tired.

Chenfeng didn't want Yao Tao to directly pierce the layer of window paper, making his face ugly.

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