Before long, everyone had filled a large basket with firewood, except for Shen Mu Ning, who had an extra dead tree branch.

Lin Siqi watched as Shen Mu Ning picked up her basket and stepped forward to ask with concern, "Mu Ning, why don't you leave this tree here for now, and we can come back and carry the trunk back with us?"

“Yes, yes, this tree must weigh at least two hundred pounds. We’ll come back later to carry it back for you.” Zhang Jiayang also came forward. He admired girls like Shen Mu Ning and Lin Si Qi and didn’t mind helping.

"Uh, no need, I can just drag it back." Shen Mu Ning knew that these two people genuinely wanted to help her, but she was just strong enough to drag it back.

And so, this scene unfolded in the mountains: a petite little girl carrying a large basket of firewood on her back and dragging a withered pine tree weighing over 200 pounds in her hand, walking briskly ahead.

Behind her followed a group of dumbfounded teenagers who kept rubbing their eyes and looking for the sun.

This world is fantastical, isn't it? I'm dreaming, aren't I?

Oh, no, not at all. Okay, let's accept reality: small body, big strength.

Chu Mingxu watched the girl walking quickly ahead and couldn't help but chuckle to himself. He thought she was an innocent little rabbit when they first met yesterday, but who knew she was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Only He Xiaolan, Hu Meiling, and Wang Zhuzhi were sweating profusely in the crowd. So, she really wasn't serious with them after all. If Shen Mu Ning really made things difficult for them, one punch from her would be their last.

If we don't have a way to crush Chen Mu Ning in one fell swoop, we must not act rashly in the future.