This one thing dashed their hopes of hunting for a living.
Fortunately, however, the rice paddies in Stone Village are extremely fertile, making it possible to earn a living through farming.
Farming is hard labor, steady but with limited prospects. Women from other villages are unwilling to marry into the village, and women from within the village try every possible means to marry out. This cycle continues, leading to an increasingly dwindling population in Stone Village.
Old Zhao is still a bachelor even to this day.
After resting for a while, Old Zhao got up and continued planting rice seedlings.
Just as he stepped into the rice paddy, a fast-moving black shadow flitted past his eyes, too quick to make out clearly.
Old Zhao rubbed his eyes and said, "Getting old, losing strength, and even my eyesight is failing."
With that, he continued picking up seedlings one by one, planting them into the ground.
"Hiss~"
Not long after, a sharp pain shot up from his leg.
