One Last Bite, Please!

Lu Yuan held the little medicine bottle, unable to suppress his delight. He even whistled a few lines. "We common folk are really, truly happy today!"

From the perspective of long-term survival, illness was far more troublesome than food shortages.

Even if he failed to catch fish, he could still hold out for several days.

Carb-rich roots, wild fruits in the forest, all kinds of insects—there was always something to be found.

But once he got sick, especially with dysentery or diarrhea, things would become difficult in this godforsaken place.

"This unknown civilization was capable of developing medicine that boosts the immune system... It really was somewhat more advanced than humanity."

Good fortune came in pairs. When he arrived at the fishing trap—

"Splash, splash." The large box was visibly trembling!

There were almost certainly fish inside. He just did not know how many.

Lu Yuan swallowed, his heart pounding wildly. The smile on his face was practically overflowing.

But he did not want to make a mistake. He carefully observed the surroundings. Riverside kill was commonplace in nature; there might be a crocodile lurking somewhere, waiting to drag him into the water.

He had not noticed before, but once he looked, he was startled!

He discovered a wolf hiding in the grass!

Its one eye was fixed squarely on him.

It was the Old Wolf he had encountered yesterday.

"So it's you... You're not thinking of ambushing me, are you? What an ungrateful wolf!" Lu Yuan cursed at the grass without holding back.

Seeming to realize that Lu Yuan had spotted it, Old Wolf slowly emerged from the grass and wagged its filthy bushy tail.

Lu Yuan frowned. This fellow did not seem hostile, so he simply opened the lid of the fishing box.

"Holy crap!"

He could not