The woman, now clean, had a light yellow skin tone, a slender figure, and a pair of well-proportioned long legs that were half-revealed through her wet clothes, making her look alluring and captivating.
At a glance, she was quite different from those wasteland-tanned won, possessing so degree of beauty.
However, Lin Feng had no ti to appreciate these; his hand was already resting on his waist, ready to act at any mont.
The woman who had just erged from the bath lifted her wet, dripping hair and noticed the man’s icy gaze, which gave her a sudden jolt in her heart.
Tian Wanrong naturally recognized the person in front of her. As her heart was filled with a tumultuous wave of emotions, she suppressed her panic in her eyes, pretended not to know him, turned around, and quietly prayed as she left.
Lin Feng had already lifted the edge of his clothing, preparing to draw his gun.
Just then, a small but strong hand suddenly reached out, tightly grabbing Lin Feng’s right wrist, stopping his action of drawing the gun.
Lin Feng glanced at Chen Shanshan, who had rushed out beside him,
Then, when he looked up again, the woman’s figure had already disappeared at the tail of the bathhouse bus.
"Don’t act in the village; you don’t have the status of a permanent resident, and the sound of a gun will attract a law enforcent team comprised of Evolvers."
Chen Shanshan lowered her voice, advising,
"You’ll be made into a typical example, beheaded for public display, and the two of us will also be captured and imprisoned, sold to the slave market."
"There will be plenty of opportunities to kill them later."
Lin Feng took a deep breath, slowly lowering his right hand, which had already touched the gun holster,
"Thank you."
At this mont, Tian Wanrong, who had fled in panic from the bathhouse, quickly ran toward the front of the Fifth Village’s convoy, weaving through the slowly moving vehicles.
Her heart was in turmoil and chaos, especially after seeing Lin Feng in that instant.
Tian Wanrong clearly rembered the appearance of the person she thought was dead and naturally recognized Lin Feng imdiately.
But what terrified her was that the man should have already been dealt with by the henchn sent by Qi Mountain.
Why was he still standing there, fine, in the bathhouse, and why had the two won, Chen Shanshan and the other, also appeared here?
The price of a single-room ticket is extrely expensive, requiring a pound of dried at.
For the lower-class Deserters, it was an extravagant luxury.
Even her bath this ti was approved by Qi Mountain, who decided to pay the fare for so other special reason.
But why could the three of them bathe?!
During her escape over the past few months, she had co to know the forr Captain Chen very well, soone who would want to divide a single sea buckthorn grass root into two als, being extrely frugal.
Being willing to spend three pounds of dried at to take a bath only indicated that the three of them had reached a level of life without worrying about food and drink...
The rapid improvent of several people’s status and position in such a short ti.
This was the reason for Tian Wanrong’s fear.
Lin Feng and his companions could co for a bath with laughter and chatter, indicating that the four henchn sent by Qi Mountain were dood.
Moreover, the look in the man’s eyes and his actions upon seeing her revealed a strong killing intent, clearly viewing her and Qi Mountain as thorns in his side.
Returning to the bus hotel rented by Qi Mountain, the other party was sitting in the bunk, getting up to greet her.
Tian Wanrong looked around, not seeing any of the other henchn’s figures, and her heart sank instantly.
She then urged,
"While the water’s not dry and you’re not sweating, let’s go, quickly introduce yourself and pay respects to Lord Wang."
Seeing the woman with wet clothes, Qi Mountain beca interested, extending his hand to embrace her slender waist,
"Don’t rush, you’ve washed so clean, let enjoy myself first, there won’t be many more chances in the future."
Tian Wanrong’s eyes carried a shadow as she sidestepped to evade the salty pig hand reaching for her thighs, saying disdainfully,
"Would an Evolver use sothing soone else has used? Don’t ss up the important business, there aren’t many opportunities left, pay attention."
Tian Wanrong did not disclose to Qi Mountain about her encounter with Chen Shanshan and the others, or that the henchn might have been killed.
Now that Lin Feng’s group had quickly risen, although she regretted it, Qi Mountain could no longer provide her with a sense of security, and she needed to quickly find a new backing to protect herself.
Seeing the woman’s attitude, Qi Mountain’s smile froze instantly, but he couldn’t turn hostile, only cursing the woman in front of him in his heart, with a smile that did not reach his eyes,
"Alright, then let’s go."
Leaving the hotel, Qi Mountain took the woman, heading toward the front line of the convoy.
A luxurious RV convoy made up of Evolvers.
Introduced by an acquaintance, the two boarded a trailer attached to a caravan.
This was a circular tent over six ters wide, with a fire pit in the middle roasting a beast to a crisp, aromatic perfection.
A flat-headed man, full of muscles and scars, sat on the soft couch in the tent, with two won of slight beauty on either side, fanning him and serving him wine.
Seeing Qi Mountain and the woman approaching, the flat-headed man put down the knife and fork he was using to cut the roast and scrutinized Tian Wanrong carefully.
The woman slightly turned her body, lifting her hips and pulling in her stomach, bowing her head with a light smile, intentionally displaying her alluring and seductive figure.
The flat-headed man on the couch nodded in satisfaction, cut off a thick hind leg of the roasted beast, and threw it in front of Qi Mountain.
Then he spread his legs and tapped them with his knife and fork.
Understanding the signal, Tian Wanrong swallowed a bit of saliva.
Slowly crouching down, she got onto all fours and crawled forward.
Beside her, Qi Mountain’s expression was excited, and with delight, he knelt down to pick up the roasted leg at:
"Thank you, Lord Wang!"
He quickly turned around and left the circular tent, only to run into this Desert Hunting Team’s Steward Li outside. He smiled warmly and spoke:
"Congratulations, Qi, on joining our big family. This Level 9 Rust-eating Tiger’s leg is a real treat."
The smile on Qi Mountain’s face stiffened. He gritted his teeth and pulled off a large, juicy piece of the hind leg at to offer to Li:
"We’re family now. I will always rember Brother Li’s support. Please continue to take care of in the future."
Li Chengwu accepted the hind leg at with a smile:
"No problem, no problem. Let’s go, I’ll take you to the dormitory. Lord Wang doesn’t like to be disturbed while dining."
Qi Mountain looked back at the tent, hearing the creaking sounds, and then bit into the roasted leg at sharply, following Li Chengwu.
anwhile, inside the bathhouse’s compartnt.
Lin Feng, under Chen Shanshan’s persuasion, reluctantly entered the double room with the two won.
Compared to Chen Shanshan, who hadn’t bathed in who knows how long, and Ding Yi, who hadn’t washed for a month since waking up, Lin Feng, who had been in the wasteland for only four or five days, was fairly clean.
The dead skin on his body was just four layers after the fourth enhancent.
After scrubbing, just rinse off with water.
It’s not old dead skin; it doesn’t need soaking.
With 250 liters of water, they only used less than a hundred.
So under Chen Shanshan’s encouragent, she pulled Ding Yi, who was beside her, to strip to just thin underwear and help bathe Lin Feng.
A good way to save water while exchanging it for the remaining water.
Ding Yi’s skin was dark brown and black, with a low enhancent level, not resistant to the sun, and slender, similar to Tian Wanrong.
This is also the state of most low-level Deserters.
Getting fat from drinking water is nonexistent here; having to walk twenty kiloters under the scorching sun every day, anyone slightly plump would end up in soone else’s stomach.
In contrast, Chen Shanshan, who survived nearly six years in the wasteland, wearing a cloak and hood with a face mask, had golden wheat-colored skin.
Her body revealed defined muscular lines, although Chen Shanshan was just under 1.6 ters tall, half a head shorter than Ding Yi, and a whole head shorter than the 1.85-ter Lin Feng.
But her robust muscles were real.
Beneath the cotton-wrapped chest, her abs were distinct, pairing with facial scars, creating a unique aesthetic of strength and wildness.
Lin Feng only glanced twice, fearing Chen Shanshan would mind, and turned his head away.
He sat on the wooden stool, letting the two won hold the scrub towels to wash off the dead skin.
Not long after, Chen Shanshan, feeling sowhat uncomfortable, put down the water scoop, lay down in the bucket, and closed her eyes to rest, leaving the remaining work to Ding Yi.
Ding Yi knelt in front of Lin Feng and began to wash his hair, using soap to create lather and rub his scalp.
Lin Feng closed his eyes and enjoyed the massage:
"By the way, what is your glasses’ prescription?"
Ding Yi was startled, not expecting Lin Feng to suddenly bring this up. Her glasses lenses were shattered into pieces, but fortunately, the fra was intact, so it could still hold.
Bringing this up, asking about nearsightedness, is he planning to train her for combat?
Ding Yi hesitated for a mont, then softly said:
"Before, before it was minus four diopters, but recently evolving to a Mid-stage Enhanced Human, wearing them feels a bit dizzy. Nearsightedness might have improved, probably around two or three diopters."
"Wearing glasses for hunting shouldn’t be much of an issue."
Lin Feng responded with a hum:
"No worries, you don’t need to worry about hunting and combat."
After washing the hair, Lin Feng cleaned his front himself.
Ding Yi stood by Lin Feng, watching the muscular, bare-chested man, her face slightly blushing as she scooped water to help rinse him.
Ten minutes later, Lin Feng finished washing, using only seventy to eighty liters of water, leaving nearly two hundred liters, which were poured into the large wooden tub where Chen Shanshan lay.
"Wait for us outside, or go back yourself."
Chen Shanshan pulled Ding Yi into the tub, then said to Lin Feng, who was dressing.
Lin Feng rolled his eyes at her, picked up his pistol, walked out of the double room, and left the bathhouse directly.
The grilled horse heart from before had already been digested, and now he had to hurry back to eat the Rock-Horned Horse loin to continue his enhancent and upgrade.
After encountering Tian Wanrong in the bathhouse and missing the opportunity, Lin Feng had a premonition that the next ti he wanted to kill her and Qi Mountain wouldn’t be as easy.
If they truly clung to any Evolvers and stayed in the village, he would need more strength to confront the village’s law enforcent team and seek revenge.
In the double room’s large wooden tub, Chen Shanshan soaked in the half-ter deep water pool.
Actually, less than three buckets of water, totaling seven hundred liters, poured into the large wooden tub only made the water forty centiters deep, but after the two won subrged, it rose to sixty or seventy centiters.
Barely able to subrge both of them.
Chen Shanshan sat in the pool, curling her legs, hugging herself, with her chin resting on the water’s surface, looking a little desolate.
She suddenly spoke:
"Sister Ding Yi, do you think I am..."
"Not fit to be captain?"
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