Helen Watson thought it over and nodded, feeling that allowing the filming crew to capture Jane Sampson tidying up her stuff by herself was good for Jane, so she agreed, "The logistics assistant for the girls is in the room next door, you can come to me if you need anything."

Although the show’s crew had arranged logistics assistants for all four participants, in reality, Helen Watson and the other assistants weren’t there to take care of the artists’ three meals a day and daily life, as this was a military training experience, not a vacation.

Helen and her colleagues were only responsible for arranging certain tasks that male photographers and other personnel couldn’t handle; when the artists really needed help, they could turn to them. This was a special consideration provided by the show for the female artists that didn’t apply to the male artists, as there were no logistics assistants for them.

After Jane Sampson finished tidying up, the other three arrived one after another, with Charlotte Miller walking in last, looking somewhat unwell. Without makeup, her skin appeared somewhat dull, with a noticeable acne scar on her chin and two small pimples on her forehead.

"Quick, apply some lotion, your face is a bit dry," Hibiscus Wood said as she entered the room, the first thing she did was to eagerly take the makeup bag out of the box, washed her hands, and applied lotion, then said to Jane and the others, "I just asked Lieutenant Johnson, and he said makeup is not allowed, but basic skin protection such as sunscreen and primer can be used. Did you bring sunscreen? I think I might not have brought enough."

"I brought quite a lot, if you need some, you can get it from me," Jane responded.

She hadn’t expected that makeup wouldn’t be allowed here, and the reason she hadn’t brought a lot of complicated cosmetics was that she knew herself well enough to realize that she was too lazy to get up early to put on makeup in the morning and too lazy to take it off layer by layer before going to bed, so she brought more skincare products instead.

"Good friend, for a lifetime!" Hibiscus Wood patted Jane’s shoulder and laughed happily. After she finished applying the skincare, Hibiscus suddenly asked, "When you got on the car, did the logistics assistant take your mobile phones and wallets?"

"They did," Charlotte responded in a muffled voice, "They said that private phone use isn’t allowed in the guard team base, and we’re not allowed to carry our wallets on us."

Jane nodded along, as she had handed over her phone and wallet to Helen Watson before getting on the car. Jane understood the rule about not using private phones in the guard team base, but the confiscation of wallets was something she couldn’t comprehend.

Charlotte wanted to say more but held back, and finally just sighed because she knew the cameras had already started rolling and some things were better left unsaid.

Half an hour later, Helen Watson called the four of them at the doorway, "Lieutenant Johnson said to gather downstairs in ten minutes, and here are the uniforms for you."

"Thank you," Jane, who was closest to the doorway, walked over to receive the clothes and expressed her gratitude.

"One set each for easy changing, with sizes, and the clothes were cut according to the sizes your agents reported previously; your names are attached, please take the correct ones," Helen did not enter the room, reminded the four inside, then closed the door for them.

After Jane walked back in, she immediately used a towel to cover up the camcorder in the room, found the two sets of clothes with her name on them, changed into them quickly and efficiently, tied up her hair, and put on a hood along with it.

"How do I look? Cool or what?" Jane turned her head to ask Hibiscus.