Chapter 113

As Oxdalys spoke, she pushed aside fallen leaves and saw a few white mushrooms. She plucked them. Then, she broke off some branches and wove them, along with the leaves, into a frame. Carrying this in a basket, she continued gathering mushrooms.

"After the rain, there should be some potherb. Take a look and see if you can find any," Oxdalys said.

She'd barely finished speaking when she heard Stellan's voice. "Come quickly! There's a lot of potherb here!" he exclaimed, waving his hand excitedly. "There's still a lot more!"

He rolled up his sleeves and began digging, soon unearthing several. "Why are you so excited?" Selah asked, surprised.

Seeing Stellan digging, everyone hurried forward. In a short while, he'd dug up more than ten potherbs and tossed them on the ground. Oxdalys found some grass, tied it together, and set it aside.

"Let's leave them here. The wind feels damp; I think there's a stream ahead. Let's see if there are any shrimps or fish," Oxdalys said.

After digging up the potherbs, Stellan was still extremely excited. "Let's go," he said, striding forward.

Freya, overjoyed, smiled and chased after him. "You're so strong! Carrying all those potherbs later will be nothing for you!"

"Yes, I can carry them all," Stellan immediately agreed.

Selah and Oxdalys exchanged amused glances and softly chuckled. They knew Freya had set a trap, and Stellan was happily falling for it. They walked along the path and soon heard running water.

The wind was strong, the air humid. They pushed through bushes to the roadside. Upon seeing the stream before them, their eyes lit up.

"It's too late now; it's not safe to go down. We'll come back tomorrow to see if we can catch any fish or river shrimp in this muddy river," Oxdalys said.

Selah swallowed, saying, "I miss the fish you roasted before."

"Me too. I'm starting to get hungry," Freya added.

Stellan looked around; the sky was already dark. He said quietly, "It's dark. If we can't get a net today, we'll just eat the vegetables tonight. What do you think?"

"That's fine! Oxdalys's cooking is amazing!" Freya declared, a fan of Oxdalys' culinary skills. It seemed she enjoyed anything Oxdalys made.

"Don't flatter me. I'll cook later. You guys can work on the grass we cut earlier. After it dries tomorrow, we'll use it to patch the roof," Oxdalys instructed.

The others nodded in agreement.

"Let's go back," Oxdalys said.

They walked back, Stellan carrying the potherbs, Oxdalys the mushrooms. A few steps in, Oxdalys felt something run past her.

"What was that?" Selah exclaimed.

Oxdalys instinctively kicked out, and to her shock, it was a pheasant. Apparently startled by their conversation, it had tried to escape. It ran to her feet and was kicked away, striking a rock and dying instantly.

"It's a pheasant!" Oxdalys said in disbelief, amazed by her luck.

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