They turned their attention to the military, secretly taking note.
Bai Ling was taken over by the three individuals of different builds again. After calming down, she knew the best plan for now was to obediently not resist and to find a chance to escape from them later.
With the large iron pot, Su Mo cooked a pot for each of the seven people in the team. She was the last one to bathe, scrubbing herself from head to toe to get rid of the sticky, smelly mucus, even using shampoo and body wash.
After washing and coming out of the tent, Su Mo felt the breeze was refreshingly dry.
"I haven't had such a refreshing bath in a long time," Jianxiong laughed loudly as he sniffed his own arm.
Su Mo nodded in strong agreement.
"Tomorrow, after a day's walk, we'll be dirty again," Rong Bai, sitting not far from them on the ground near his tent, said with a somber look.
"Who said we're walking?" Lu Chen glanced at him before draping an arm around Su Mo's shoulder.
