Chapter 2386: Mission 66<div>


    Trantor:Henyee TrantionsEditor:Henyee Trantions


    However, she couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t the end of it.


    ncing back at Gary, she found he had already averted his gaze, lowered his head, and walked away.<div>


    It was evident he didn’t want to continue the conversation.


    Perhaps he should have spoken his mind earlier.


    Gary departed with aplex expression.


    His thoughts were spinning in a whirlwind. He didn’t like Adams, and he resented the fact that the Tribe Chief favored Adams. Every time Adams was around, the Tribe Chief seemed to make decisions that harmed the nsmen and even herself. Adams treated the Tribe Chief poorly, constantly teasing her.


    The Tribe Chief appeared to have forgotten about Adams entirely. She had no intention of mentioning him again, and Gary didn’t want to disrupt the current peace. This was the best oue.


    Although Gary felt a twinge of worry, he also felt a sense of relief.


    Gu Chaoyan watched Gary’s departure and surmised what was on his mind. But she was Gu Chaoyan, not the Tribe Chief, and she had no intention of revisiting that chapter.


    Gu Chaoyan continued to ponder something.


    Soon…


    A n member approached to invite her to join the meal. The women in the n had prepared food in the modest surroundings.


    The men in the n had little energy left for hunting. They primarily subsisted on wild vegetables, stored in various battered bowls. Each bowl had a unique shape, some deeper, some shallower.<div>


    As she ate, Gu Chaoyan scrutinized the bowls closely.


    These bowls were likely not broken, or at least not solely broken. It was simply a testament to their limitations – they could only do so much, and most of their attempts had ended in partial sess.


    These bowls were crafted by a specific individual in the n. Ordinarily, there wasn’t much time for cooking, so the bowl maker often pitched in with other tasks.


    Gu Chaoyan held a certain disapproval for such bowls.


    She considered that after taking care of immediate matters, she would personally instruct the n members on how to craft better bowls and strive to produce a few that weren’t cracked.


    Though she contemted this, she didn’t voice her thoughts.


    At present, the introduction of bamboo houses and bows had already created a considerablemotion within the n. Some matters couldn’t be rushed; instead, they needed to be gradually epted.


    “Tribe Chief, please eat more,” a n member earnestly suggested.


    “Of course,” Gu Chaoyan responded with a smile.


    She wasn’t naturally garrulous and typically maintained a cold, distant demeanor. To counteract this perception, she endeavored to maintain a weing smile so that the other n members wouldn’t find her unapproachable.


    One n member engaged with the Tribe Chief, and her agreement emboldened others. People began speaking up, eager tomunicate with the Tribe Chief.<div>


    Despite her role as Tribe Chief, she had beenrgely distant from them in the past, leaving many n members without an opportunity to converse with her.


    But circumstances had changed, and now everyone had a chance to exchange a few words with the Tribe Chief.


    Although it was a new experience for Gu Chaoyan, she found herself pleased.


    Gary observed the harmonious scene from a distance, a smile gracing his features.


    This was wonderful.


    It truly felt like they were a unified n.


    But time in this state was limited.


    After replenishing their energy with a meal, no one was willing to squander any more time.