Anle grinned and took it. She was just thinking of finding some time to go to Yikousu and buy some pastries to try, but she didn't expect to buy them.

"Then I'll take it."

Anle put the bag into her small basket and followed Anmancang into the mountains. A lot of people followed behind her, all curious about how her family hunted, and some even hoping to take advantage of her.

"Dad, try this peach shortbread. My fourth sister gave it to me before I left home, saying that Grandpa bought it."

An Mancang patted Anle's head, smiled, and didn't take it.

"Le Wa Zi, you can eat, Daddy won't."

“This is Grandpa’s thoughtful gift. He bought it from Yi Kou Su. Everyone in the family will have some. How can Dad not eat it?” Anle stuffed a piece of peach shortbread into An Mancang’s hand.

He picked up another piece, took a bite, chewed it a couple of times, but couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

It's a bit too sweet.

It's really not very tasty.

He swallowed hard and stuffed it into An Mancang's hand.

"Dad, it's not tasty. You eat it all. I don't like this."

An Mancang was taken aback. "I bought this from Yi Kou Su. How could it not taste good?" he said, taking a bite.

"It's delicious! It's much better than steamed buns or dumplings."

Anle curled her lips in disdain.

"If it's delicious, then eat it all. It's awful. I'll get you something better later so Dad can taste what real good food is."

An Mancang looked at An Le suspiciously; his little girl was talking nonsense again.

His family never buys such expensive things; this is the first time he's ever eaten one.

Not to mention that this crispy pastry is very famous in the town, and even the rich ladies love to eat it!

There's no pastry in town that tastes better than this crispy pastry.

Although he had never tried any of the pastries in this town, everyone said so, so he figured it must be true.

"Dad, what's wrong with your eyes? I'm telling the truth, this peach shortbread is really not good. I'll get you a piece, I guarantee it will be better than this."

"Where did you eat that delicious food that Lewazi mentioned?"

Anle started spouting nonsense with a straight face.

"Of course, I ate it from the gods in my dream. The food that the gods eat is the most delicious."

The words of a god, spoken off the cuff, made An Mancang's face stiffen. He nodded and actually believed it.

"The food that immortals eat is naturally the best."

"Yes, they drink fine wine and eat delicacies from the gods."

The group of people behind them laughed along with the teasing.

"Oh, Mancang's kid, even knows this?"

"It's as if you've seen it with your own eyes, or tasted it yourself."

"Le Wa Zi, are you telling the truth? You're not just fooling everyone here, trying to amuse your dad, are you?"

"It's probably fake. This kid never tells the truth. I heard from Li Tiegen's wife that he became even more insane after hitting his head."

I said, "Mancang, your daughter isn't young anymore. You need to keep a close eye on her. How will she find a husband when she grows up?"

An Mancang remained silent.

After witnessing Anle's skill in hunting wild game, the group of people who had followed him up the mountain all fell silent and breathless.

With that skill in hunting wild game, even a madman would be happy to marry her.

Anle shot down two pheasants with a single shot, leaving the group of people staring at each other in disbelief, completely dumbfounded.

"What's going on?"

"Mancang family, what is that thing your son Le is holding? How is it so powerful?"

"Did you also use this thing to get those five wild boars you caught?"

"Wow, you've got a huge stash! When did you get such a treasure?"

An Mancang scratched his head.

"This is a gift from the gods."

"A gift from the gods? Is it really fake?"

"Wow, a gift from the gods?! This is really something new! Can we all take a look?"

An Mancang didn't respond, but looked at An Le. This thing was a gift from the gods to his little daughter, and he couldn't make the decision.

Anle generously handed the items to Anmancang, allowing the villagers to examine and play with the tranquilizer gun in their hands.

"How do you use this thing? I saw your Anle just gesturing to that pheasant and it fell to the ground. Why didn't my gesturing work?"

"Yeah, I just saw Lewazi make a gesture upwards and he was taken down."

An Mancang looked at An Le with a puzzled expression, his eyes filled with curiosity and a questioning look.

Anle explained with a smile.

"This thing was given to me by the gods; no one else can use it."

She wasn't lying; her tranquilizer gun didn't rely on anesthetic drugs to paralyze these wild animals.

This is different from a regular tranquilizer pistol. Although it looks similar to a regular pistol, it is powered by electrical energy.

It relies on the immense impact of electrical waves to damage the nervous system of organisms and paralyze their muscle tissues within a short period of time.

Not only does it have a long range, but it also has a very fast paralyzing effect, almost instantaneous.

Once fired, these energy wave bullets can quickly freeze the movement of wild animals and control the nervous system that governs muscle tissue, but they do not harm organs such as the heart and brain.

This is the paralysis gun that she grew in her system's garden, connected to the system's garden's electrical energy!

The electrical energy and activation of this paralysis gun are controlled by her consciousness, so no one else can use it without her conscious control.

"Ah? So this really is a treasure bestowed by the gods?"

"I didn't expect the Mancang family to hunt so easily. Could you help us hunt a couple of animals too?"

"There are so many wild animals in these mountains, could you hunt a couple for my family?"

"This thing hunts wild game so easily. How about you have your son hunt a rabbit for me to take home and raise? I see you have a whole litter of them."

Anle's face darkened immediately upon hearing this.

These people are shameless. Instead of earning their own living, they just want to take advantage of others.

"Don't even think about it. This is what the gods gave me to use for hunting, not for you. What if I anger the gods? I dare not offend them by misusing it."

The group fell silent instantly.

Anle's expression softened a bit. "Father, let me hunt a couple more game, then we'll head down the mountain."

An Mancang responded hastily.

"Okay, sure."

The people who came with her all watched enviously as Anle caught another white rabbit and a pheasant. They saw Anle searching around the white rabbit, and the group of people stared blankly, wondering what she was looking for.

An Mancang leaned over and picked up the rabbit and pheasant, putting them in his basket. "Le Wa Zi, what are you looking for?"