Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower
Chapter 327: Inventorying Supplies

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Inventorying Supplies

The leviathan skin, once washed, scrubbed, and shaken out to dry, almost dried up as soon as it was worn and ironed by the body heat.

The dry frost-ground color with a touch of pink inexplicably felt high-end.

Bai Junjun didn’t know what to say.

Admittedly, it looked nice, but having a girl in gray-pink clothes amidst a bunch of ruddy men was definitely an eyesore, wasn’t it?

Bai Junjun was overwhelmed.

However, she was not the most miserable one. At that moment, Li Wenli, who had just thoroughly bathed and was rummaging through his clothes in the bathhouse, was dumbfounded.

"What the hell is this?"

Bai Junjun, who had wanted to check if Li Wenli’s clothes were alright, hadn’t gone far and was sitting with Bai Sasa, waiting for him to come out.

Soon after, Li Wenli emerged, cursing under his breath.

His leviathan skin was even darker than hers, a dark red tinged with gray, that slightly lifted his pale complexion, giving off a youthful vigor of a gallant youth.

However, for those nobles’ children, this color might be beautiful, but for Li Wenli, it was nothing good.

The head of HQ base, famously manly, now stuck in this ancient nonsense wearing blush-worthy red?

What the hell!

"Ha." Bai Junjun seldom smiled, but knowing that this guy’s clothes were also stained made her feel relieved.

If she were the only one like this, she would have been depressed.

However, Bai Sasa didn’t understand the principle of leviathan skin at all, only looking at them with a puzzled face. Was... was this a faulty washing?

Maybe... should she do it?

But... but the silvery red on big sister and the lipstick on Brother Wenli really looked pretty!

Silvery red and lipstick, even a noble’s cloth factory rarely saw these colors!

At that moment, in the tube-shaped building courtyard, people were counting the Man-eating Eagles and the injured.

Seeing the two beauties drenched in blush walk over, everyone was first stunned, taking a while to recognize them as Li Wenli and Bai Junjun.

However, since when did they have a new set of clothes?

Everyone covertly sized them up, but only One-armed Uncle, blunt and straightforward, asked, "Do you have luggage with you? But this color really suits you, like you’re going to a lantern festival."

"..." Bai Junjun.

"..." Li Wenli.

The two were like mute sufferers swallowing bitter medicine — speechless with distress.

Exchanging glances, they saw the girlish colors on each other and silently averted their eyes, unable to bear watching.

At that time, Lame Man Uncle was counting the materials and casualties.

Meng Yi’s Elite Troop, originally 200 strong, was left with 128 men, of which 29 were still breathing. The rest had been gnawed to incomplete corpses, and the people could only bury these bodies in a graveyard.

As for the injured Elite Troops, some were missing arms or legs, or even had severe wounds to the abdomen and head, bleeding profusely; overall, they were badly injured.

Even if carried to the military doctor, their fate would ultimately lead to Death Valley, as the battlefield was no place for the disabled.

Nevertheless, Lame Man Uncle still decided to send the people back.

After all, they could receive better medicine and treatment there, and these Elite Troops, with some military merit to their name, might thereby get to return home due to their disabilities.

Without adequate medicine in the tube-shaped building, Lame Man Uncle could only have people bring wood ash to temporarily stop the bleeding, before letting One-armed lead the send-off.

After these men had left, Lame Man Uncle began dealing with the bodies of the Man-eating Eagles.

Currently, there were eight Man-eating Eagles, plus sixteen bones of Man-eating Eagles stored in the tube-shaped building, totaling twenty-four.

The people decided to turn all the newly dead Man-eating Eagles into jerked meat, only cutting off the heads to bring back.