Chapter 41: Something's Off

But these small silverfish were extremely lively and sensitive, so much so that one couldn't catch them with bare hands, let alone with a spear.

Anyway, since that time at Green Pool, the fishing enthusiasts never experienced another bountiful catch.

Gradually, they realized that perhaps in this lifetime they were meant to be hunters, not fishermen.

Thus, having accepted reality, everyone finally returned to normal.

If big fish were unattainable, they couldn't overlook wild vegetables.

After all, dried mushrooms could be stored for a long time!

So, as they moved along, their focus shifted from staring at the river to scouting the surroundings, picking every mushroom and wild vegetable they saw.

The cart Qiu Er was in charge of hung full of various mushrooms and wild vegetables, resembling a roving vendor.