The first batch of mushrooms I picked myself should definitely be enjoyed by myself.
As for whether the samples were correct, we'll find out when we get to Aunt Xiao's house.
Keep walking forward, peeling away the leaves and wading through the weeds.
I keep communicating with these plants.
It's possible that the plants of the post-apocalyptic world are somewhat different from the plants of today.
Su Ruobai discovered that her communication with the plants was intermittent and she was unable to communicate at all.
It was nothing like the apocalypse, and the communication with those centuries-old plants was so smooth.
After walking for a long time, we came across a red pine tree that was at least a hundred years old.
Su Ruobai tried to communicate with it.
Unexpectedly, it actually worked!
Su Ruobai first watered the beautiful pine tree with a lot of spiritual spring water.
Then they started asking questions.
"Where can I find pheasants, rabbits, or even roe deer?" Su Ruobai asked about meat right away.
My mouth is watering!
She didn't care for wild vegetables.
The beautiful pine tree, its branches trembling slightly, looks like the corner of a person's mouth twitching.
The branches of the tree swayed slightly without any wind, and stretched gently eastward.
I understand, it means there's something to the east.
"Where's the ginseng? Where can we find ginseng?" If you go into the mountains and don't pick some ginseng, how can you call it a trip to the mountains?
The pine tree trembled slightly again, this time more violently.
The branches of the entire tree extend as far as they can towards the northeast.
Su Ruobai immediately understood: "Got it, so you mean it's in the Northeast, which is farther away, right?"
The pine tree trembled again, this time with a larger movement.
Having received the information he wanted, he watered a pine tree with some spiritual spring water.
Su Ruobai extended her gloved hand, patted the tree trunk, and said sincerely, "Thanks!"
In a cheerful mood, I walked eastward.
Meat, meat, normal meat, not that mutated, tough meat from the apocalypse...
She's not in a hurry for ginseng; what she really wants right now is chicken stew with mushrooms.
...
The humidity in the forest was high, making it very stuffy and hot.
Su Ruobai drank the spiritual spring water several times before her physical weakness was relieved.
Suddenly, I heard the chirping of birds.
She couldn't tell exactly what it was, but that didn't matter.
Once you catch it, put it in your stomach, and eat it a few times, she'll understand.
With a thought, a small pebble the size of a bean appeared in her hand.
With a slight twitch of his finger, in a flash, he flicked it at the fleeting figure in the air.
There was a thud, the sound of something falling to the ground.
Su Ruobai was overjoyed. This wasn't a mountain; it was her mobile meat storage base!
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