Chapter 69.1 (1/2)

In the morning light, the grass was covered with a layer of mist.

There were two piles of firewood next to the off-road vehicle, one had a pot on top. Shrimp and fish fillet seafood porridge was cooked in the pot and the pot lid was half covered. The milky white porridge soup was gurgling, and a strong rice scent was released.

On the other pile of firewood, a pan was put on top. After the bottom of the pan was heated, a layer of salad oil was poured. Then the bacon, ham, and eggs were fried very quickly.

Shen Xun was brushing his teeth not far away, one hand was holding a wet children’s toothbrush, and the other hand was holding a cartoon water cup. He made a gurgling sound and proceeded to spit it. Just when he was about to finish up, there was a voice behind his back. “Re-brush, brush carefully this time.”

The butt that was just lifted up was lowered down reluctantly. He squeezed the toothpaste again, repeated the process just now but doubled the duration of brushing. With a ring of toothpaste foam on the side of his mouth, he ran next to Shen Shian. “An An, I’m done!”

As he said that, he sniffed the air excitedly, his eyes glancing down on the pan.

Shen Shian just finished frying a pan of eggs mixed with meat——the mutant geese laid eggs again, a total of twelve eggs. Now he could guarantee two eggs almost every day. He cracked half the eggs, added bacon, sausage, minced meat, carrots, and corn kernels. After they were evenly mixed, it was just enough to be made into five golden, thick, soft, and delicious mixed eggs. He took the frying pan aside, changed it to a steamer, and started steaming buns. He mixed boiled water with cold water and after testing the temperature, he told the child to wash his face.

After washing his face and wiping his face and hands, Shen Shian combed his hair and tied a small ponytail behind his head. The weather was hot, and the child was wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt with a pair of overalls with the same style as Shen Shian. The carved jade-like face was lively and cute. He squatted beside the pan like a little prince and sucked on his lips. “An An, when can I eat?”

When the porridge was almost done, Shen Shian bent over to extinguish the fire, lifted the half-closed lid, and used the ladle to stir and cool the porridge. The outlines of his arms under the short sleeves were slender and thin. A string of black jade beads was worn on the wrist of his right hand.

“Wait for a while,” He said to Shen Xun. His t-shirt hem was put into the camouflage trousers, showing a thin and flexible waist line. He looked up towards the road far away, “Wait for Chen Nan and the rest to come back.”

About two minutes later, three figures appeared at the end of the road. One was in a straight posture, full of vitality, and the other two were sloppy and on their shoulders were down. The footsteps were slow and it seemed like they would collapse on the road in the next second.

Tao Yuan held a stopwatch timer in his hand. Since he agreed to train the team members, he took the role to beat the recruits into shape and shouted mercilessly, “Run faster! Legs up! Adjust your breathing according to the rhythm, one two one, one two one… It’s the last two hundred meters, use all of your strength to sprint!”

After finally returning to the starting point, Tao Yuan stood upright with a touch of healthy red on the doll-like face, and the other two fell down directly on the grass, soaking wet from sweat.

Chen Nan himself was a professional athlete. Even if he had to sprint for 5 kilometers with an additional 10 kilograms of weight, it was still within his tolerance. He sat on the ground and panted for a while. Then he relaxed, stood up, and walked around.

Liu Fangzhou was different. Before the apocalypse, he was still in high school, busy with homework and had few opportunities to exercise. After the apocalypse, he spent another two months at home. After running five kilometers, he felt that he was going to die. After vomiting, he started to cry.

The more he cried, the more miserable and wronged he felt, especially when he heard Tao Yuan said that they had to run once every morning and evening. He felt more grieved, and he was breathless. “…I don’t want to run, why, why do I have to run, I have an ability, my scanning ability is really strong, I’m also alert all day, it’s not like I didn’t contribute anything, if you want to be a dps{n1}, just do it. I want to be a support quietly and peacefully. Wuwuwu{n2}, this is bullying…”

Note1: I don’t know if this is common knowledge or not, dps is damage per second. It’s like the one who attacks/deals damage.

Note2: Crying sound.

Shen Shian took a bottle of water, walked in front of him and squatted down. Waiting until he finished crying, he handed him the water, “What is your position in the team?”