The two selected a relatively clean place to rest for a while. Their provisions had run out five days ago, and in the past few days, they had been surviving on wild game and berries.
In these past days, Mo Liancheng had finally noticed something.
The woman didn't voice any complaints yet was quite picky.
She only ate more whenever roasted wild chicken was served.
"Tan'er, you sit for a while. I'll go hunt a few wild chickens."
"I'll collect some dry firewood to start a fire," she volunteered eagerly.
"No need, I'll pick some up on my way," he worried that she would wander too far and face danger. In this jungle, any form of danger was possible.
"I'll just pick it up around here, look," she said, her gaze veering toward the nearby woods where dry branches lay scattered, easy to gather without needing him to do the extra work.
Mo Liancheng, seeing this, simply nodded.
"I won't go far, just call out if you need me."
"Yes, sir!" she playfully saluted like a soldier.
