"It's okay, I'm not very hungry. I can manage for another night." Han Xiaoxiao shook her head indifferently.

Coco was on the verge of tears, but not wanting to trouble Ye Yiqing, he could only lie and say, "No problem."

“I’m not hungry,” Hera said.

"Alright, then let's spend the night here. I'll go start a fire."

Ye Yiqing then went to find some firewood. Han Xiaoxiao wanted to help along the way, but Ye Yiqing politely declined, saying that Han Xiaoxiao should just rest.

Half an hour later, Ye Yiqing brought out large handfuls of firewood and placed them here.

Then he began to learn how to start a fire by rubbing two wooden sticks together, and Han Xiaoxiao sat next to him, watching him intently.

"I'm so hungry..." Coco lay weakly on the ground, as if all her energy had been drained away.

She glanced up at Ye Yiqing, who was still tending the fire, then nestled her head into Hera's arms. "Sister Hera, I feel like I'm starving to death, what should I do..."

Coco kept complaining to Hera, while Hera seemed lost in thought.

He then got up and walked to Ye Yiqing's side.

"What's wrong?" Ye Yiqing stopped what he was doing and looked at Hera.

"Can I borrow your knife?" Herat reached out and asked Ye Yiqing for the knife.

"What do you need the knife for?" Ye Yiqing said, handing the bone knife to Hera, adding, "Don't hurt yourself."

Hera took the knife, nodded to Ye Yiqing, and then sat back down next to Coco.

"Hera, what are you doing with that knife?" Coco asked, looking at the knife in Hera's hand with a puzzled expression.

After glancing at Coco, Hera rolled up her sleeves and, without hesitation, slashed at her forearm with a knife—or rather, sawed it.

"Hey! Hera, what are you doing!" Coco sat up with a start, then tackled Hera to the ground, trying to stop her.