"One arrow to the throat, this is the power of spiritual consciousness." Qiao Mo walked over, picked up the roe deer and put it into the space, then continued to move forward.
Half an hour later, she saw a tall, dead tree. A dozen red Ganoderma lucidum of various sizes grew on its several-meter-high trunk. Qiao Mo clutched her pounding heart and said, "I've made a fortune! I've made a fortune! Of course, wealth comes with risk."
She suppressed her excitement, took out an electric saw from the space, walked to the dead tree, and started sawing the tree: she wanted to put all these Ganoderma lucidum into the space to grow, so she wanted to take the tree away together.
The chainsaw was indeed a chainsaw. After more than ten minutes, she felled the tree with a diameter of more than one meter. In order to prevent it from damaging the Ganoderma lucidum when it fell, she put it into the space at the moment the tree was about to fall.
At this moment, she thanked Yang Yang, the locust, from the bottom of her heart. She collected everything she saw wherever she went, and that was why she had this chainsaw. Otherwise, she didn't know when she would be able to cut down this big tree.
With these gains, Qiao Mo's mood became cheerful. She was no longer obsessed with looking for wild boars, and her steps became lighter. Seeing that it was still early, she continued to look for herbs in the space. However, most of the herbs were not yet ready for picking, so she only dug up a small part and put it into the wooden bracelet space to plant, without looting extensively.
Qiao Mo walked forward while looking for something useful. When she was hungry, she entered the space to get some food. When she was thirsty, she took out the kettle to drink some water. As the saying goes, "You may plant flowers intentionally but they may not bloom, but you may plant willows by accident but they may grow into a shade." She did not look for anything on purpose, but two hours later, she heard the grunting of a wild boar.
She stopped and focused her consciousness in that direction. Soon, she saw six wild boars, two large and four small, at the edge of her consciousness coverage.
"This is meat and also money. We must not let it go." Qiao Mo decided to collect the six wild boars. So, after careful observation, she climbed up a big tree that required two people to hug.
She stood on a thick tree trunk, locked onto the wild boars with her spiritual sense, drew her bow and shot arrows. However, because of the cheating device of spiritual sense, none of the six wild boars could escape the fate of being shot in the throat.
She jumped down from the tree, put all the wild boars into her space, and then prepared to return. It was still early, and she was not in a hurry, so she slowed down her pace and picked up a handful of stones from the ground. Whenever she saw a pheasant or a hare, she would use her stone magic to knock them unconscious and put them into her space. She also picked up pheasant eggs and quail eggs.
"Awoo, awoo..." The wolf's roar made Qiao Mo stop: there were wolves in Lingyun Mountain again, and there were more than one or two.
The wolves were not within her range of consciousness, so she carefully followed the sound and sneaked towards that direction. Soon, the wolves entered her range of consciousness. What surprised her was that the wolves were fighting with the wild boars at that time.
"The world is so big, and there are so many wonders. I didn't expect that a pig would dare to challenge a wolf, and they could fight evenly matched, making it hard to tell who would win." Qiao Mo used his spiritual sense to observe the war over there while taking out a chainsaw to chop wood.
She wanted to know the final outcome of the battle between the wild boars and the wolves, to see if the wild boars could defeat the wolves.
The battle became more and more intense. No one knew what happened between the two populations that made them both desperately want to kill each other: the wild boars used their tusks to stab and their mouths to gouge, while the wolves pounced on them to bite their necks and used their claws to slap and scratch. The battle was bloody and tragic. Qiao Mo couldn't even imagine the scene. Soon, both populations suffered casualties.
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