Red wild berries? Where on earth could they grow?
Nan Feng cautiously made her way through the mountain, looking around as she walked.
The old Nan Feng, with her poor intelligence, would have certainly barged into the mountain aimlessly; thus, she naturally couldn't point out the location of the wild berries.
Moreover, do wild berries grow all year round? Perhaps the plant only blooms now and doesn't bear fruit yet?
Looking at this wilderness, dense with towering trees and nameless thickets and brambles, there was a path when she first arrived, but the deeper into the mountain she went, the more desolate it became, forcing her to scramble through with no clear direction.
Right, she also had to be aware of traps laid by hunters in the mountains—just one careless step and she might fall into a pit and be impaled by sharp bamboo.
Back when Nan Feng was at Special Agent School, they conducted two to three wilderness survival trainings every year. The instructor would abandon them in the deep mountains without food or a compass, and they had to navigate by the plants in the mountains.
The side of the tree lush with foliage was the south; the side with sparser leaves was the north. The southern faces of rocks were drier, while the northern faces were wetter and covered in moss. Also, by examining the tree stump rings, the southern half tended to be more spread out, and the northern half more compact.
At Special Agent School, Nan Feng had also learned about various plants, which were edible, and which were poisonous; she had a fairly good idea in her mind.
Just as she hadn't had a full meal that morning, she went on nibbling while walking.
Wild grass with four leaves on the ground was edible, sour yet sweet, quite appetizing. There was this yellow thing resembling an orchid, also edible—right, and some mushrooms as well.
The villagers of Daping only dared to eat certain black mushrooms and wood ears because they didn't know how to distinguish which mushrooms were poisonous and which were not, but Nan Feng had undergone scientific training.
Freshly picked wild mushrooms, when torn apart at the stalk, revealed a clear, water-like secretion if non-toxic, and it did not change color. The toxic ones secreted a thick fluid that changed color upon exposure to air.
Nan Feng quickly gathered a large pile of mushrooms into her pocket, thinking that she would finally have a fulfilling meal tonight.
As she was picking, Nan Feng suddenly heard a rustling noise coming from the bushes ahead.
She immediately became alert.
Now deep in the mountains, it was unlikely for villagers to be here at this time; the noises could be from aggressive animals like wild boars or wolves.
When Nan Feng ascended the mountain, she had brought a short knife with her. With her former physique, she could handle a wild boar with no problem, but with her current sprout-thin body, she had no confidence at all.
She had no choice but to stealthily hide behind a large tree.
After hiding for a while, the sound gradually got closer and seemed to be heading in Nan Feng's direction.
Nan Feng quietly poked her head out.
At that moment, she couldn't help but be overjoyed!
Holy smokes, a giant gray hare weighing at least three taels!
What Nan Feng saw was the hare, but what she imagined was the juicy hare meat on the table—should it be braised? Eaten cold? Steamed? Hotpot?
Saliva dribbled out; she was going to eat rabbit today!
In that instant, the rabbit also saw her. They both froze on eye contact; the rabbit, vigilant, scrambled away, and Nan Feng immediately gave chase.
The rabbit was incredibly fast, darting through low bushes. Nan Feng pursued relentlessly, and unknowingly, chased quite a distance, her arms also scratched up by thorns.
Just as she was about to catch up with the rabbit, she unexpectedly slipped on some moss underfoot and tumbled to the ground.
"Ow—"
The rabbit had run far away, her ankle was sprained, and the mushrooms spilled out; Nan Feng sat down wheezing on the mossy ground, utterly disappointed.
If only she wasn't so frail, she wouldn't have failed to catch even a rabbit.
Nan Feng could only pick up the scattered mushrooms around her. Just as she was about to get up, she heard a rustling from the grass ahead again.