The Strange Grass

In the morning, after Xia Muqing woke up, she saw that Jin Chao had already started a fire. There was a pot made of stone on the fire and fish soup was stewing in it. The fragrance of the fish soup quickly attracted Gungun. Without opening its eyes, it walked towards the fire instinctively.

Xia Muqing quickly stopped it so that it didn't fall into the fire.

"Be careful," she said, prodding at Gungun's head.

Looking at their interactions today, Jin Chao smiled and said, "You all woke up at the right time. The fish soup is ready."

After Xia Muqing thanked him, she took the bowl and chopsticks that were also made of stone.

After breakfast, they walked into the depths of the island to check if there were any tools that could be used. The island wasn't huge. Yesterday, they had already searched the periphery and there was nothing that could be used. Today, they could only try their luck in the depths.