"Everyone, bear with it a bit. We must not take off our chemical protection suits. I would discuss with the headquarters to see if there is any breathable chemical protection suit available," Luo'er comforted everyone while scratching himself uncontrollably.
Murong silently watched the struggling members, shook his head, and sighed, "That's why I've always believed that not being selected for the Advance Team has been a blessing for us."
"It's good that you understand, thinking that we're all living a blessed life..." With Hu Daoke stirring the pot, a line of eczema appeared on Luo'er's waist. His arm was tangled with Tangmo, so scratching was difficult.
"Drink more water to reduce the internal heat, this will greatly relieve the effects of the eczema," the usually quiet Baiyue suddenly chimed in.
"Really?" Hu Daoke asked while continuing to scratch.
"Absolutely, it's from my personal experience," Baiyue nodded and replied.
