Chapter 147: Ye Heng Wants to Recruit Song Zhi's Team

After a while, Zhang Chaoran's leg injury completely healed, even his skin became smooth as new, as if he had never been injured.

Each of them bore some battle scars, but seeing Zhang Chaoran suffer such a severe injury yet not leave a single scar, they all felt extremely envious.

"Chaoran, we brothers are really envious of you; the elixir the goddess gave must be very precious, I also want to take some."

Ye Heng heard these words, walked over and slapped the person on the head, then sternly scolded:

"Such sarcastic remarks, from now on you are not allowed to say them; do you think getting injured is good? The elixir the goddess gave is very precious, I will not allow you to joke like this."

That teammate, hearing this, also realized his mistake, felt deep remorse, and bowed his head in repentance.

"Sorry, Captain, my earlier words were indeed nonsense; Chaoran, you've worked hard, being injured is indeed unpleasant, I shouldn't have joked about this."

Zhang Chaoran laughed and shook his head, "It's fine, I know you didn't mean it; this time I indeed recovered thanks to the goddess's divine medicine, and from now on we should all revere the goddess more."

"That's a given!"

The crisis on Ye Heng's side was basically resolved; the injuries everyone suffered were treated with the medicine Lin Meng gave, and everyone became energetic again.

At this moment, the two groups met at the gas station.

Song Zhi's gaze fell on Zhang Chaoran, suddenly his heart jolted, and he froze on the spot.

Just a moment ago when I went to see this young brother, his face was deathly pale and his spirit listless; now how could his complexion be so good? And he can even walk on his own?

Song Zhi calmly looked at Zhang Chaoran's injured leg; the pants were already torn there, but a white bandage wrapped the wound, hiding its condition.

Looking at how he walks, he seems completely healed, but the wound is shocking, deep enough to see the bone; even if he took painkillers, it would take a while to stop the pain, and movement certainly couldn't recover immediately.

For a moment, Song Zhi's mind was filled with countless questions.

Ye Heng knew Zhang Chaoran's condition couldn't be hidden, and he hadn't intended to let him keep pretending, so he said to Song Zhi:

"His leg injury is no longer a big problem; although it was deep, after he took the medicine, the medicinal effect just kicked in, so there's no major issue."

Zhang Chaoran also quickly added, "Well, I have one advantage: I'm quite resilient; as long as the injury isn't to the root, I recover quickly."

The two echoed each other to gloss over it; Song Zhi nodded along on the surface, marveling at Zhang Chaoran's formidable physique, but in fact he knew clearly that Ye Heng's team must have some secret means to quickly heal injuries.

However, everyone has secrets; if he tried to pry, it would only be boring for himself.

Moreover, he still had doubts: just now Ye Heng was clearly anxious and urgent; if they truly had some secret means, why would they still be rushed?

"Brother Ye Heng, I just led people to scout around; this place is relatively safe. Tonight we'll rest in the small warehouse behind the gas station, and set out tomorrow. How does that sound?"

Ye Heng naturally had no objection; besides, it was getting dark outside, so find a safe house to eat a full meal and then get some sleep.

The group arrived at the small warehouse deep in the gas station; though not large, it could easily accommodate the dozen or so people.

"Then, Brother Ye Heng, let's stick to the previous arrangement: each rests separately, and we'll handle night watch."

Song Zhi's team is large, and these past days they have taken on many tasks during the journey.

The most dangerous scouting is done by them, the most exhausting night watch is also theirs, and even providing food supplies along the way is actively shared by Song Zhi's team.

Ye Heng felt somewhat indebted; moreover, in this moment of crisis, Song Zhi's team displayed bravery and righteousness, letting Ye Heng see that their team's quality is high.

Thus, after Song Zhi proposed the task allocation, Ye Heng couldn't help but say:

"Captain Song, let me be selfish just once regarding night watch—I won't contend with you over it; however, tonight's food will be ours, so you all rest first, and I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Song Zhi, hearing this, didn't object, but also didn't take Ye Heng's words to heart.

Everyone set out keeping things simple, bringing only portable dry rations.

Though called cooking, it was just soaking dry rations in water; no one would pay attention to this evening meal.

Song Zhi returned to his team and told the members not to take out food.

"Night watch remains our team's responsibility, but tonight Ye Heng's group invites us to dinner."

The team members heard this without much change in expression; one of them thought for a moment and said:

"When we eat the dry rations later, I'd like to sip a little saline solution; Captain, is that okay?"

Song Zhi thought about it and also had the idea.

"Sure, our dry rations contain very little salt, so taking saline solution to replenish salt is just right."

A person lacking salt will have no strength; that bottle of saline solution Ye Heng gave truly hit the spot for them.

Ye Heng returned to his own camp and gathered with the remaining three.

"Captain, are we really going to share food with them?"

"I worry that eating too well might cause a backlash; what would we do then?"

Along the way, these four have been cautious; they drink water secretly, and their dry rations are all purchased as currency from the trade market before departure, and they haven't openly taken the goddess's food to eat.

Zhang Chaoran then thought of something and whispered to Ye Heng:

"Captain, are you trying to win over Song Zhi and his team?"

Otherwise, the captain wouldn't have invited them to share a meal for no reason.

You know, the food the goddess gives is a rare treasure even on the tables of upper-class nobles.

Bringing out such precious food in the wilderness is practically an invitation to crime.

Ye Heng looked at Zhang Chaoran with admiration.

"Still, you kid understand me; not bad. What do you think of Song Zhi and his team's character?"

The other two team members, hearing this, voiced their opinions.

"They are indeed righteous, and it's clear they harbor no ill intent; otherwise, we four would have been sold out by them long ago on this journey."

"Take today's battle, for example; honestly, if it weren't for them, we four would have died, and they could be considered our lifesavers."

Zhang Chaoran nodded and added:

"Moreover, the most crucial point: I think Song Zhi surely noticed my injury healed too well to be normal, yet he didn't ask anything, showing he has discretion."

Ye Heng nodded, "Not bad; in this world, strength is secondary, character is most important. For our refuge to grow, we must bring in fresh blood, and personal conduct is the first stepping stone."

"I greatly admire Song Zhi and his team, so I want to try to recruit them."

If the refuge could bring in talent like Song Zhi's team, it would absolutely be of great benefit to its development.

Zhang Chaoran and the other two team members strongly supported Ye Heng's decision, and were full of confidence.

If it were before, such an idea would simply be a pipe dream.

Recruiting a group of upper-class citizens, having them abandon their upper-status identity and join the shelter built by commoners, such an act is simply turning the natural order upside down.

But Ye Heng was very confident—not confidence in himself, but confidence in Lin Meng.

He believed that wise people would surely make the correct choice.