Of course, Bai Ling, standing in the huge team at this time, was very inconspicuous. After all, imagine if this was a school, there would be nearly twenty classes with more than 50 students in each class, just like standing on the playground, and Bai Ling was just one of them.
Yang Jiantai didn't say much, because during the meetings over the past two days, all the orders and discussion results would naturally be passed on to their teams by those who participated in the meetings. It can be said that almost everyone in the base knew what they were supposed to do.
Because they were hunting zombies, they gave up their cars. Besides, many cars had already used up their spare oil when they arrived here. Su Ling's battle axe was still in good condition and had enough oil, but the key was that everyone was walking while she was riding a bike. Bai Ling couldn't imagine the scene at that time.
While walking, Bai Ling discovered that Yu Peng's team didn't talk to her much, and the people in the dozen or so groups they were in also didn't talk to her, but the others seemed to be chatting happily.
Fortunately, Bai Ling has long been accustomed to being alone and to silence. If it were the lively and active Bai Xiaoxi or Zhu Shuaiyi, they would definitely scream to the sky out of boredom.
However, as Bai Ling observed, she clearly felt that Yu Peng's team seemed to be very popular among the entire team. She somewhat understood Yang Jiantai's painstaking efforts in placing her in this team.
Unfortunately, she is seen as a burden because she has no special abilities.
But she should feel fortunate that Lin Ke's team actually sent two level 15 psychics here. It seems that the sickly guy thinks she is quite important.
Of course, the level displayed by those two people at this time was only level five.
Just as Bai Ling casually placed the distribution bag in her hand into the simple leather backpack given by Wen Ruyu, a soft voice came from in front of her, "Sister Bai Ling, I heard that your family is from the countryside?"
Bai Ling zipped up her clothes, put on her back neatly, and looked up at Mi Jia who was holding the hand of Feng Chengcheng, a 26-year-old girl with bangs and wearing large glasses. At the same time, there were several other girls around her age, about 23 or 24, on her left, each staring at her with a hint of ridicule.
After all, Bai Ling is about the same age as them.
"Yes!" Bai Ling felt that there was nothing to hide, so she nodded.
"Oh, is the countryside fun?" Mijia seemed very curious, and her watery eyes looked quite innocent.
Bai Ling could feel that many people around her were staring at her.
"I heard that people in the countryside are very unhygienic and never wash their hands after eating or going to the toilet!" A tall, pretty woman with a ponytail. If Bai Ling remembered correctly, her name should be Yun Qiao, a fourth-level wood-type mutant, 24 years old. She seemed to have quite a few suitors in this team. Seeing her holding Mi Jia's hand like Feng Chengcheng, you know that they have a good relationship.
Because the sound was so loud, many people in the team looked at Bai Ling with contempt.
"Is that really the case?" Mijia seemed to find it unbelievable.
"I've been there once. I don't know how to describe the road there, and the ground is covered with cow and horse feces. Anyway, I've been there once, and I never dare to go there again!" Feng Chengcheng pushed her glasses. Most of her face was covered, so you couldn't tell that she was looking disgusted.
"Huh..." The others, especially the women, showed expressions of disgust.
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