"No worries, I'm born in the year of the monkey, you know monkeys, they can run all over the mountains."
Long Linger stood on a large rock, made a funny face at Tang Qingxue, then vanished into the forest. Tang Qingdi wasn't idle either, noticing some wild plants in the nearby bushes, he hurried over to pick them...
About half an hour later, Long Linger returned, hands pulling open her garment, revealing a bundle of wild fruits inside—purple wild grapes, red wild plums, and green wild guavas.
"Here, have a few to quench your thirst! There aren't any game animals to hunt right now, so let's eat some of these to fill up a bit. We'll strive to get out of here before nightfall and find habitation. I discovered a dried-up creek over there while picking fruits, we can follow it down to the foot of the mountain, and we absolutely won't get lost."
Long Linger handed over the wild fruits, Tang Qingxue took a wild plum and bit into it, wincing from the sourness.
"So sour!"
