The night gradually darkened, and a bonfire was lit in the supply area again. Now, not only did the voting work out, but also the grain supply problem.
This mission did not have any aboriginals to kill, and there was also no killing value to earn. Everyone had used up almost all of their dry rations, and the killing value had also been used up. Their food had become the biggest problem in everyone's mind.
It was safe to vote this time, so Xiao Yu was too lazy to play tricks to get allies. He simply looked for food under the moonlight.
This wasn't the place from the very beginning. There weren't coconut trees here, nor were there birds suitable for hunting. Only a few insects on the ground could capture them.
Fortunately, Xiao Yu had a good eyesight. She used a pocket to carry a lot of
