Stockpiling for the Apocalypse: This Time, I'll Beat It
Chapter 93

Registering the team

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Perhaps because they had entered the base, everyone relaxed considerably. Their meal lasted over four hours, with plenty of singing and partying.

Seeing the tension ease from everyone's faces, Bai Yaoyao gradually felt reassured.

The apocalypse was brutal. They had to stay on edge at all times, facing all kinds of slaughter every day. Over time, it became mentally exhausting. Letting loose like this once in a while felt fantastic.

Everyone knew their limits, drinking juice, soda, or pineapple beer.

None of them dared touch alcohol. They had only just arrived, and even Fat Brother, who loved a drink or two more than anyone, held back. No one dared gamble with their lives.

Once they had eaten and drunk their fill, everyone returned to their rooms.

Bai Yaoyao drew up a duty roster for the beasts, assigning one to stand watch each night.

The beast on duty would receive half a cup of Spring Water and the right to take the following day off.

Since guarding the house was a dog's traditional job, she included Doggie as well.

Doggie, Little Crook, Big Meow, Great Sage, Xuan Qi, Little Rabbit, and Mutant Sweet Potato.

Exactly seven, one for each day of the week.

Strength Fruit had only just arrived, and its loyalty still needed assessing, so she left it off the roster.

After Bai Yaoyao finished briefing them, everyone promised to work hard. Only Strength Fruit sniffled and whined, upset at not being chosen.

Bai Yaoyao ignored the pitiful, innocent-act sobbing. After letting Doggie out, she went straight back inside to cultivate.

Late that night, Bai Yaoyao faintly heard a woman's heartrending sobs outside. Not wanting to meddle, she paid them no attention. Before long, the crying disappeared.

While cultivating, Bai Yaoyao clearly sensed a cluster of energy gathered inside

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