Grand Banquet

In the camp of Xiao Jun's team.

Besides the sisters standing guard around, others were scattered around, occasionally glancing towards the center with accompanying gulps.

In the middle of the camp, twelve bonfires were burning, and dozens of sisters were handling wild boar meat there - washing some, chopping others.

You couldn't really call it chopping; hacking would be more accurate.

"Hack it roughly, then string the pieces onto new steel swords. Each group can pick a bonfire and roast your wild boar meat."

Since there were too few cooks, Xiao Jun finally decided on roasting meat, which was unanimously agreed upon by all the sisters in the team.

As long as there was meat to eat, roasted meat would be even more delicious.

The ten squads of a hundred each would send people over arranged by their squad leaders to roast and bring back meat to eat, but there was one point - don't waste any.

Because today outside the city, they definitely couldn't drink alcohol, but beverages were still fine.

For the first day out of the city, having procured so much fresh meat, Xiao Jun was in a great mood. By his arrangement, everyone could get one bottle of their desired beverage plus a bottle of mineral water.

The over two hundred newly joined sisters were practically beaming - such treatment was simply wonderful.

After another ten or so minutes, the aroma of roasting meat began to waft over.

The watching sisters started giving directions as well.

"Roll them over, add some chili peppers, sprinkle on some black pepper."

After all, those were the representatives sent by their own squads; if they didn't roast it well, they'd have to swallow their tears and eat it.

On Xiao Jun's side, two sister cooks were roasting personally, and from their technique alone one could sense they were completely different from the sisters of other squads, displaying true professionalism.

The cutting of the meat was also done entirely by those two housewife sisters in their thirties, slicing the meat into uniform pieces.

Too thick and it wouldn't absorb the flavors well; too thin and it would be a hassle to roast and unsatisfying to eat.

As the aroma grew richer, even Xiao Jun was drawn over.

The other girls put down the comics they were reading, staring unblinkingly at the meat on the bonfires.

"Add some more chili peppers," Jing Ru said softly from the side, with her younger sister nodding vigorously like a pecking chick.

"This brush is too small, it's inconvenient for brushing oil. Next time we should get those big paint bucket brushes."

Jiang Yue was seriously conversing with the little loli.

For such huge chunks of meat, using a regular barbecue oil brush was just too much work.

Of course, the main issue was that it delayed their meat-eating time - the efficiency was too low.

Their mouths were watering just looking at the oil not even brushed on yet.

Finally, the sister cook roasted the first piece of meat, which Jing Ru immediately grabbed.

"Woah, it's heavy."

The steel sword alone weighed dozens of pounds, with hundreds of pounds of wild boar meat hanging from it - you really needed some strength to lift it.

But they were all at least Third Order Mutants now, so this bit of weight was no issue.

The sisters in other areas had also finished roasting their first pieces of meat and had taken them to share with their team members.

Soon, the blissful shrieks could be heard everywhere.

The feeling of eating meat was simply too wonderful.

Over here.

After steadying herself, Jing Ru stared at the meat, swallowing constantly, holding back until finally passing it over to Xiao Jun.

"Let's go, how can I eat all this myself? Use bowls and chopsticks, cut it up and eat."

Compared to the other sisters, they appeared much more composed.

Once inside the tent, everyone immediately relaxed, with Jing Ru swiftly taking out bowls, chopsticks and small knives, arranging them neatly.

The others quickly took their seats as well.

Xiao Jun removed the roasted wild boar meat and placed it in the center of the table.

"Eat up."

They'd been waiting for just those words from Xiao Jun, and the girls immediately started eating without regard for appearances.

Thankfully there was enough meat, so no fighting broke out.

Xiao Jun took two bites and his eyes were already half-closed in bliss.

It was simply impossible to imagine the feeling of someone who hadn't eaten fresh meat for a month finally tasting such food.

"Mmm!!!"

"Yeah, but it's still missing something."

This wild boar meat from the apocalypse had superb texture, and lots of lean meat with little fat.

Each bite was fragrant and crisp. Eating it left an endless aftertaste.

But yes, it still seemed to be missing something to make it truly perfect.

Jing Ru thought for a moment, then went back out.

With so much meat, she didn't have to worry about not having enough to eat.

After a few minutes, she returned carrying a large basin.

"Hehehe, I had the sister cooks make me a dipping sauce. Come try it."

Well...

It shouldn't be called a dipping sauce, more like a dipping basin.

Wan Qianya cut off a large chunk of meat, dipped it into the basin, and stuffed it into Xiao Jun's mouth.

"Mmm."

This was that feeling - with the dipping basin, the flavor was instantly elevated.

"Jing Ru, tell the sister cooks to make more, give each squad their own dipping basin."

Jing Ru wolfed down two more chunks of meat before reluctantly leaving the tent.

Soon after, cheers rang out from outside.

Besides the roasted wild boar meat, on the last remaining bonfire was a huge covered pot.

After simmering for so long, an even more enticing aroma wafted out from under the lid.

With the wild boar meat available, snake meat was no longer very appealing, mainly because no one knew how to prepare it properly.

So they simply opted to make snake stew instead.

From the looks of it, the stew should be ready now.

Inside the tent, everyone was eating with gusto when the sister cook brought in a large basin of snake stew.

With stew and meat, these days were simply the most blissful imaginable.

What's more, they had even secretly set up a small stove, letting the sister cook stir-fry several vegetable dishes - these were ones Chen Gang had sent over before, slowly working through them.

With meat, vegetables, and steaming hot white rice, this was even more comfortable than life before the apocalypse.

"Once we're back in the city, we'll need to get our own farmland too. Oh right, does our team have any plant growth acceleration abilities?"

Xiao Jun asked Jiang Yue as he ate the roasted meat.

"Haven't found any, that kind of ability should be very rare. Once we're back I'll ask around to see if we can recruit someone with it over."

"But we'll need to do it early, after some time everyone will know about it."

Xiao Jun nodded.

Even if that ability became highly sought after later, it didn't matter - he believed as long as she was female, she would be willing to join his team.

No matter how casual the name of this team might be.

"We must be extra vigilant tonight. Make sure the patrol and sentry duties are properly arranged. We'll only be staying outside the city for three to five days at most, we absolutely cannot let anything happen."

Night was always the most terrifying time in the wilderness.

There was no way to know how many dangers lurked in the surrounding darkness.

Xiao Jun had come out to avoid disaster, not to let his entire team get wiped out.

"Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements. For the next few days, Jingyin, Wan Qianya and I will take turns leading the night watch shifts. You can go find your twin sisters now."

Xiao Jun smiled awkwardly.

Ever since their relationship started, Jiang Yue had been watching him like a hawk, forcing Xiao Jun to be celibate for several days straight.

She had to let him learn his lesson, otherwise he might end up like the other team leaders with dozens of sister-wives.

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