Chapter 27 of 84
Chapter 27
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After tasting the grapes, Zhao Xinyu felt a bit worried. If originally he had no good plans for developing the piece of wasteland given to him by the village, now he had a plan in mind, and he even felt that the area of the wasteland seemed a bit small.
Eating the grapes and lost in thought, he suddenly remembered that to the west of his courtyard was also a ravine. Although it wasn't as bad as the Luo River, it was still filled with garbage and overgrown with weeds.
When he started cleaning the Luo River after taking it over, Han Tianliang hinted that the village also wanted him to take over the ravine to the west of the courtyard. Because his area was close to the main road, the village was often criticized during inspections due to the ravines. However, since Han Tianliang knew that the ravine to the west had no water source, he only mentioned it casually.
If he really took over that ravine, he could just make some improvements and divert water from the Luo River to plant grapes on a large scale.
But thinking about Zhao Shiming, who was a headache for the entire village, Zhao Xinyu shook his head helplessly. With a courtyard, a piece of wasteland, and the Luo River, he was already overwhelmed. Adding the ravine to the west of the courtyard, he really didn't know what trouble Zhao Shiming would cause.
By the lake in the space, Zhao Xinyu held the bucket he initially used for irrigation and threw a handful of rape into the lake. The next moment, the lake water churned as a group of fish began to fight over the floating rape.
He only had to dip the bucket into the water, and fish would immediately enter, not just one. Taking the fish out and throwing them to Jinhen and Jinyu, a fish about a pound in size was swallowed in one bite.
After the two were full, Zhao Xinyu had used seven fish, which made him even more curious about what kind of fierce birds Jinhen and Jinyu were.
Feeding the two large creatures, Zhao Xinyu was a bit tired. He didn't leave the space but slept right there. This place was deep in the mountains, and occasionally large carnivores like wolves or leopards appeared, so he wasn't worried about villagers coming here.
When he left the cave, it was already the morning of the next day. Seeing that it was still early, and thinking that he might not be able to return to the mountains for a while, he went to a place his grandfather had once told him about, but he had never been to.
However, while going there, the shovel in the space never left his hand. His grandfather had told him that wild beasts often appeared in that place, and the reason he never let him go there was to prevent him from encountering any danger.
A few minutes later, after crossing a dried-up riverbed, Zhao Xinyu saw several rotten logs at the edge of the riverbed. Under the logs, there were patches of curled black.
"Wild black fungus," seeing the curled black patches, Zhao Xinyu was delighted. When he was a child, he occasionally collected wild black fungus and knew its benefits, as well as the fact that it grew under rotten logs.
If this were before, he might not have thought much of it, but now it was different. He had a space that could make all things grow.
He grabbed the rotten logs, and with a thought, he put them into the space, suddenly feeling a bit weak.
He guessed that this was due to the effort he had exerted, but thinking that wild black fungus might appear in the space, he rested for a while and then brought several more logs into the space.
Feeling the space, Zhao Xinyu shook his head. There was no reaction, which disappointed him. He regretted treating the logs as treasures containing wild black fungus spores.
Continuing on, bird calls echoed from time to time. Mountain pheasants, spotted doves, and mountain sparrows flew up and landed near him, and in the forest, there were also pine trees, wild rabbits, roe deer, and badgers watching him, the unfamiliar visitor, from a distance.
Seeing these animals, Zhao Xinyu thought of Heifeng. If Heifeng were with him, he might have harvested a lot of game this time, at least not just eating grapes and dry rations in the mountains.
Suddenly, a series of grunts made Zhao Xinyu stop. He hid behind an ancient tree and looked cautiously in the direction of the sound. He saw about seven or eight wild boars foraging in the forest.
Although wild boars look similar to domestic pigs, their fur is not black or white like domestic pigs; it is a mix of black and brown. Zhao Xinyu estimated that the largest of the group weighed at least 170 pounds.
Thinking of what his grandfather had said, that wild boars could knock down trees as thick as a bowl, he realized that if he were hit by one of these large creatures, he might become their food. With this in mind, he crouched down and slowly retreated. As he retreated, he noticed that the largest boar was staring at him with a fierce look in its eyes.
"Damn, I've been spotted," Zhao Xinyu cursed and turned to run, not in a straight line but circling around the trees.
This was what his grandfather had taught him. No matter how fast a human is, they can't compare to the speed of animals in the mountains. Circling around the trees could slow down the animals' sudden acceleration.
Running for over a kilometer, Zhao Xinyu heard a dull thud behind him. When he circled around another large tree, he saw a wild boar crash into the tree. The boars then stopped and howled at him. After the boar stood up, perhaps realizing that Zhao Xinyu was a difficult prey, they turned and left without continuing to chase him.
Seeing the boars leave, Zhao Xinyu let out a long breath. At that moment, he realized that his back was drenched in sweat, and his legs were trembling.
Looking at the distant boars, Zhao Xinyu sighed with relief, then paused. He noticed that the shovel he had been holding was missing.
Without a weapon, and thinking of the wolves and leopards in the deep mountains, Zhao Xinyu felt the urge to return. He wasn't Wu Song; if he really encountered these large predators, his only option would be to hide in the space.
With the decision to return, Zhao Xinyu didn't hesitate and turned back. However, after walking for a while, his face turned grim. He had lost his way.
In the city, if you lose your way, you can ask passersby, but in the forest, losing your way is like a death sentence. Many experienced hikers have become food for wild beasts after losing their way.
Taking out his phone to determine his location, he found no signal. He could only use the compass on his phone to determine the general direction of the village.
At that moment, Zhao Xinyu was filled with regret. If he had taken the things his grandfather left him, this wouldn't have happened. But now, it was too late to regret. He could only follow the direction indicated by his phone.
Adding insult to injury, after about an hour, his phone ran out of battery and shut down. Looking at the dead phone, Zhao Xinyu's tense heart slowly calmed down. He knew that the more panicked he was, the more dangerous it would be. Remembering what his grandfather had told him when they went into the mountains, he found a thick wooden stick and started walking in a certain direction.
For one day, two days, three days, Zhao Xinyu walked in the forest for three days. During this time, he encountered at least five groups of wild boars and two wolf packs, but fortunately, they didn't notice him.
During this period, he did have some harvest, collecting many wild herbs that were considered precious outside, but he still couldn't find his way back.
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