Yang Zheng stood on the lake shore, looking towards the woods ahead. There was a very clear path in the middle, which he had temporarily made by crossing the woods when he came here yesterday.
Just follow the familiar route; there's no need to worry at all.
With that in mind, Yang Zheng grabbed his satchel and net and strode into the woods.
It doesn't seem to be very far from the lake shore to the cliffs, maybe two or three kilometers at most. It would probably take about half an hour to walk there.
After the giant entered the dense forest...
Instantly, the violent commotion caused the birds and beasts in the area to scatter in all directions in fright.
However, Yang Zheng had no intention of catching them and continued to walk straight ahead with the net.
Because his mind is no longer focused on hunting, his attention has changed.
Walking through the chest-high trees, he kept looking around as he went.
Hopefully, we can make some discoveries.
As for those precious wild mushrooms hidden on the ground, they probably won't be found, given their enormous size.
Even the biggest mushroom would probably look like a coin to him.
Finding them is extremely difficult.
We can't crawl all the way forward.
Besides, with the lush foliage blocking the view, sometimes it's impossible to see anything on the ground clearly.
Now he can only pin his hopes on finding precious wood.
We hope to discover precious trees such as small-leaf sandalwood and rosewood in this primeval forest.
On both sides of the gently sloping, lush forest, near the mountainside, one can occasionally see some ancient pine trees that are over three meters tall.
Soon, one of the nearest pine trees caught his attention.
"Hey, there seems to be something on that pine tree..."
From a distance of several meters, he could vaguely see that at the top of a thick, mottled old pine tree, around its top cover covered with green pine needles, there seemed to be dark green fruits the size of peanuts hanging.
What the heck is this? There's quite a lot of it.
Yang Zheng was curious, so he quickly walked over, took out a magnifying glass, and found that they were miniature pine cones.
These are not the common pine cones you see everywhere, because the Chinese pine is the most common pine tree, usually quite short, and its cones are very small and not very useful.
But these pine cones in front of us are the large kind that contain edible pine nuts.
It generally won't bear fruit unless the tree is several decades or even hundreds of years old.
Judging from the color of the pine cones, they don't seem to be ripe yet.
Upon seeing this scene, Yang Zheng was struck by a thought and couldn't help but think of the pine harvesters in Northeast China.
I've seen videos on this topic before.
In the video, some middle-aged men from Northeast China risked their lives to climb dozens of meters up pine trees to pick the pine nuts.
I heard this thing is quite expensive.
Freshly picked pine cones can sell for ten yuan per kilogram, and pine nuts are even more expensive.
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that it's not the season for picking pine cones yet.
You usually have to wait until September or October to go.
Over the next period of time, Yang Zheng observed the large pine trees on the nearby mountains.
Basically, most pine trees are covered with dark green pine cones.
It's important to know that this area isn't even the place with the most pine trees.
The valley where he caught the wild boar the day before yesterday was a whole kilometer long, and it was full of old pine trees that were over three meters tall.
They're probably all covered in pine cones.
Thinking of this, Yang Zheng suddenly became excited.
We've struck it rich!
I'm going to make a lot of money in just two or three months.
Looking at the pine cones before him, he vaguely began to formulate a plan.
In September or October, we'll take a bus to Northeast China for a while, then pick pine cones to sell.
Like the pine cones in the small world, once they grow larger, each one must weigh at least several hundred grams.
At that time, tens of thousands of kilograms can be harvested in a single day.
Given his giant height in the small world, picking pine cones couldn't be easier for him.
Based on the buyback price of ten yuan per kilogram for fresh pine cones, he estimates he can earn over ten thousand yuan a day.
Earning six figures a day sounds amazing.
Lost in his beautiful fantasies about the future, Yang Zheng continued walking forward with a broad smile.
We walked deeper into the woods for a while.
Soon, the familiar cliff came into view.
At this moment, he was less than a hundred meters from the cliff. Looking up, he could clearly see the towering tree at the top of the cliff, standing proudly against the wind, like a giant green umbrella.
"Aww..."
Suddenly, a fierce howl reached Yang Zheng's ears from a distance of a hundred meters.
He frowned and cursed inwardly, "How can this damned white tiger be so perceptive? I haven't even gotten close yet, I'm still a hundred meters away from the cliff, and it's already roaring warnings?"
"This is fucking annoying, I have to teach it a lesson..."
With that thought in mind, Yang Zheng quickened his pace and ran towards the cliff as fast as he could.
Soon, he arrived at the bottom of the cliff.
Looking up, I was momentarily stunned.
The white tiger, covered in blood, lay on the left edge of the cliff, its head bowed, roaring furiously at a small hole in the rock face below.
Aww...
After roaring a few times, it suddenly swayed and fell heavily to the ground.
However, just a few seconds later, it stood up unsteadily, trembling all over, and roared again at the small hole below the stone wall.
This happened repeatedly, and Yang Zheng noticed that the white tiger seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. In the end, when it roared, it seemed to be doing so with great difficulty.
But it still refused to back down, staring intently at the small hole in the stone wall, roaring incessantly.
After looking at it for a while, Yang Zheng finally realized what was going on.
It turns out that this time it wasn't yelling at me, but for other reasons.
However, he had some doubts in his mind at the moment.
The white tiger was perfectly fine yesterday, incredibly fierce. How come it's covered in blood today, looking so weak and pathetic?
With its enormous size and ferocious fighting power, it can be said that it belongs to the top of the food chain in this small world.
With such formidable strength, how could anything possibly harm it?
This is very abnormal.
Sure enough, this little world is becoming increasingly bizarre.
There must be many secrets hidden inside that I don't know about.
Yang Zheng originally wanted to go to the top of the cliff to take a look, but just like yesterday, he couldn't find a way to get up there.
In the end, they had no choice but to give up.
"I'll go explore other places and see if I can find any rosewood or sandalwood."
With that thought in mind, he immediately ran towards the mountain ridge ahead.
Before leaving, he looked back and saw that the white tiger had fallen on the edge of the cliff, with blood flowing faintly from its mouth and nose.
Dead?
Such a ferocious white tiger, just like that, died?
I thought it was the ultimate boss of this area, waiting for me to defeat it.
Yang Zheng shook his head and then started climbing up the mountain ridge.
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