The Daily Stockpiling Life of a Miss from the Past

In the apocalypse, Su Qingxue was betrayed by her best friend, who pushed her towards the Zombie King. In turn, Su Qingxue dragged her best friend along with her.

"Since you want my life,...

Chapter 288: Hunting in the Mountains (2 chapters combined into one)

Soon, the sound of the wild boar being woken up by grunting was heard. As the sound grew louder, the wild boar was getting closer and closer to the cave entrance.

As soon as they came out, the wild boars didn't notice Su Qingxue hiding on the side. The two pigs' eyes were directly staring at the big pumpkin that fell to the ground in front of them.

Without saying a word, he rushed over and started to bite the big pumpkin.

He quickly lifted the branch, stuck it to the wild boar's body, and instantly put it into the space.

It is really easy. You can deal with the wild boar without even touching it with your hands.

Although it would only take one punch if I did it myself, but seeing how dirty the wild boar was, I thought it would be better to use a branch.

There was more than one wild boar in the cave. We collected one as it came out. In addition to the big male wild boar at the beginning, which weighed about 300 pounds, there were two female wild boars weighing about 200 pounds later. Finally, there were a row of small wild boars, weighing about 50 to 60 pounds or 60 to 70 pounds.

In less than half an hour, Su Qingxue had completed today's task.

But I thought it was still early, not even noon yet, and if I went back now, it would be a waste of my trip.

After all, now is not the time when I was single before, and I have two burdens at home.

Now that we're out, we won't go back until dark.

It's just the right time to release all the wild boars when it gets dark, so that everyone will have enough to eat for a while.

Su Qingxue felt that the honey she found when she just came here was not enough, so it was a good opportunity to find a few more honey nests now.

The flowering period on the mountain is almost over now, and all the beehives should be full of bees. It would be a pity if I couldn't go back with more bees.

I changed the route and headed directly down the mountain, looking for bees along the way.

I was quite lucky this time going up the mountain. After walking for less than half an hour, I saw a large area of wild yam.

Some of them were obviously dug up by wild boars, but there were many more that were not dug up.

I can't leave, I really can't leave, but I can't bear to leave. It would be a shame if I don't take so many things back.