Full team upgrade, this is something very exciting.
At this stage, such combat power is not even much worse than some large teams.
In the tent, the twittering of the girls has been non-stop, mostly discussing Xiao Jun.
The mattresses have all been laid out by them, in the corner bathtub, there are ten young ladies taking a bath.
Others look at them with envy.
But there is no rush, there can be 20 bath quotas every day, they will get their turn soon.
After taking a bath, they can also change into clean new clothes suitable for their sizes, which was unimaginable a few days ago, back then they didn't even know if they could live for a few more days.
"We owe all this to Qian Ya, if it wasn't for her, Brother Jun could not have taken us in."
"Yes, it's a pity there is no wine, otherwise we must toast Qian Ya a few glasses."
A group of people flattered Wan Qianya, and also forgot about the grief of Xiao Yue's death.
The dead are dead, the living must go on.
Wan Qianya was surrounded like a moon among the stars, even someone as aloof as her felt a little embarrassed.
She now knew that surrounding her were university students almost the same age as her, every one of them used to be a little princess, this feeling was too awesome.
"Qian Ya, how did you get together with Brother Jun? Tell us about it!"
Gossip is the nature of women. When a group of women sit together, what else can they do besides gossip?
After all, they can't compete with each other now. They can't compete over who smells the worst, can they?
Someone took the lead, and the others followed along, even those bathing in the corner stretched their heads over to take a look.
Their current topic of conversation has always centered around Xiao Jun. The past two days when they were sleeping in other rooms, their talk never strayed far from Xiao Jun either.
At the same time, everyone shared one thing in common, which was that they envied Wan Qianya.
In fact, some of them secretly compared themselves with Wan Qianya in their hearts too. They thought they were not too shabby either, who knows, maybe Brother Jun would take notice of them too!
Especially today, after washing up and changing into new clothes, many regained their confidence.
Regarding the topic of Xiao Jun, Wan Qianya only smiled without commenting. She could see right through them.
[Chattering on and on about Brother Jun every day, aren't you vixens ashamed of yourselves. Who can fool whom?]
After joking around with everyone for a while, Wan Qianya got up and left. The tent belonged to them, she slept in the master bedroom.
After repeatedly warning them not to leave the tent in the middle of the night, Wan Qianya returned to the living room.
Xiao Jun was still sitting on the sofa smoking in the living room, while Jiang Yue was saying something beside him.
Seeing Wan Qianya come out, Jiang Yue stopped talking. Only after Xiao Jun signaled to her did she continue speaking.
"Our overall strength has improved tremendously, but we still lack combat experience. So I think, besides looking for airdrops, combat is also very important for us now."
"Also, the Variant Crystals are too incredible. We need to collect more of them. Maybe in the future, they will become hard currency."
"Moreover, according to what Brother Jun said, the first-order Variant Crystals are only valuable for now. There will be second-order, third-order and even higher orders in the future. So we have to take this chance to collect more of them now, to exchange with others for things we need."
"Using information that others don't know, we can trade these current treasures for more long-term resources."
Xiao Jun only briefly mentioned that the first-order Variant Crystals were precious for now. He did not expect Jiang Yue to immediately churn out so many ideas.
It was hard to believe that this girl was actually a dance student. Are you sure she wasn't a finance major?
Of course, Xiao Jun definitely did not know that a girl with the goddess image and seeming gentle temperament actually liked to read post-apocalyptic novels.
Although those were just the authors' wild imagination, quite a few plot points were actually quite applicable.
"I'll leave this team to you then. Do everything as you proposed, tell me if you need anything and I'll get it for you."
"If there are suitable candidates, you can also expand in scale, but not too big."
"Finally, the prerequisite for all this is that only 30% of what you all obtain each day belongs to you all to distribute among yourselves, the rest will be confiscated."
Jiang Yue did not have any objections to this.
Not to mention that he had saved all their lives, just the 210 Variant Crystals that he unhesitatingly took out yesterday were already touching.
The overall strength of the team has increased, meaning they could harvest more resources.
With 30 first-order Variants in the current apocalypse where most were still ordinary people, they commanded an extremely powerful force.
"Oh yes Brother Jun, we'll still need to borrow Qian Ya for a while."
"With our current tremendous increase in strength, plus Qian Ya, we can also try challenging the second-order zombies."
Xiao Jun naturally had no objections to this proposal.
Wan Qianya was also present. She had no objections to anything that could help Xiao Jun.
With the discussion over, Jiang Yue also returned to the tent.
Although the beds in the guest rooms were more comfortable, the sounds in the middle of the night would be too awkward.
As Jiang Yue entered the tent, Wan Qianya immediately went over and sat on Xiao Jun's lap. Putting both arms around his neck, her big watery eyes looked at him.
Xiao Jun did not go into the room either. With a twist, he pressed Wan Qianya under him.
"Brother Jun."
"I saw the things you brought back."
Xiao Jun gave a start. A bunch of stuff instantly spilled out from his storage space.
Parisian luxury and Chinese wedding gowns, timeless classics.
In the future when I'm bragging, I'll be able to spit out those arrogant words too.
...
The next morning, Xiao Jun walked out the door looking refreshed. He also cooked a pot of self-indulgent stew.
With the addition of a canned meat and soda, life was bliss.
By eight o'clock, the girls had also woken up on time and walked out of the tent.
"Brother Jun, where is Qian Ya?"
Not seeing Wan Qianya around, Jiang Yue asked after looking left and right.
"Oh...she's not feeling well today. I'll go with you all, tell me what to do and I'll listen to you."
[Luckily I was smart and slept in the tent last night, otherwise, wouldn't I have been annoyed to death by those two.]
Looking at the other young ladies, each had a teasing expression while looking at him. Many even stretched their necks, wanting to see what was going on in the room.
Xiao Jun's face grew even more awkward. He quickly finished eating the rest of his food, wiped his mouth and stood up.
"It's getting late, let's head out."
Hearing they were setting out, the girls also shifted their attention.
Today was the first day after their upgrade. Each was filled with lofty aspirations.
Especially after knowing last night that 30% of what they obtained would be directly distributed to them, their enthusiasm was even higher.
As the housekeeper, Jiang Yue's spatial ring was already stuffed full of all kinds of items. What she took out last night was but a tiny glimpse, yet already enough to drive them crazy in this apocalypse setting.
Dior, Estée Lauder...all kinds of high-end cosmetics and skincare products.
Many items they didn't bear to buy even before the apocalypse could now be exchanged just by contributing.
So today, everyone was fired up, full of vim and vigor, wanting to put on a good show.
With Xiao Jun personally leading the team, this undoubtedly stimulated their enthusiasm even more.
With Wan Qianya not by his side, who knows, maybe Brother Jun would take notice of them instead! Then wouldn't they be able to get as much of the good stuff as they wanted!
Of course Xiao Jun did not know what these young ladies were thinking. He only felt that they seemed rather excited for some reason. Perhaps it was the aftereffect of leveling up?
"Move out!"
Under Jiang Yue's command, the Consort Army would once again emerge in an entirely new form.

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