A Grand Sight (Continued)

Qing Kuo tapped Ban Ming and asked Ye Luo, "When did you see the Flour Fruit?"

Ye Luo squinted as she recalled, "That happened a few years ago. It's really far away there, so I haven't been back much since."

After feeding the child some baked Flour Fruit cake, the orc De Jiang said, "There are indeed many lakes over there, and the terrain is low-lying. I think we should go and take a look. Anyway, it's not far, and it's much more convenient than going to the True Scarlet Tribe."

Qing Kuo stared at the Flour Fruit cake and said, "Flour Fruit made into Flour Fruit cake is indeed quite good, why don't we go take a look?"

Everyone looked at Wu Jiong.

Wu Jiong nodded. "Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning. If we can't pick any Flour Fruit, we'll catch some fish in Green Marsh Source to make preserved fish for the winter."

No one objected. The tribe didn't like going there before because they didn't eat fish much, but now everyone is much more accepting of fish, so it's fine to go and take a look.

After we finished eating the baked Flour Fruit cake, the stewed meat and Flour Fruit cake in the pot were also ready.

As everyone enjoyed the delicious food, they thanked Jian Mo, saying that thanks to him, the tribe had been eating much more plentifully lately.

Before they all went home to rest, Qing Kuo gave Jian Mo an unopened jar of fruit wine to thank him for his contributions to the tribe.

Jian Mo was a little embarrassed, but everyone laughed and urged him to accept it quickly.

The next day, just as dawn broke, everyone set off, braving the white frost, to pick Flour Fruit behind the mountain near Green Marsh Source.

When they arrived at the destination, everyone immediately noticed the Flour Fruit growing in the lake.

If Ye Luo remembers correctly, there really are Flour Fruit here.

Although the Flour Fruit here is not as lush as in other low-lying lakes, there are still plenty of Flour Fruit on the branches, enough to fill their baskets.

The only downside is that the lake is quite deep, with a general depth of four or five meters and even more than ten meters in the center. People can't just stand on the bottom of the lake to pick the fruit; they have to swim to do so.

Seeing that everyone was about to go into the lake, Jian Mo quickly stopped them, saying, "Don't go in yet. Warm up and stretch before you go in, otherwise you might get leg cramps."

He hadn't wasted his years of physical education classes; he didn't dare to be as fierce as the orcs or sub-orcs.

Jian Mo was already quite prestigious in the tribe. Although the others didn't quite understand why they needed to warm up, they still followed his example and did some warm-up exercises.

He solemnly led everyone in warming up their hands, feet, waist, and hips before they went into the water.

Unexpectedly, while everyone else swam well, he was the one who was in the most trouble, having to struggle to maintain his balance as soon as he entered the water.

The water was too cold and deep; he couldn't find the familiar feeling of swimming at all.

Qing Kuo, who couldn't stand it any longer, said, "Why don't you have the clan leader transform into a giant wolf, and you can climb on his body to harvest the herbs? It's very easy for beasts to float in the lake."

Jian Mo: "No need... glug glug... I can manage..."

He lost focus for a moment and sank back into the lake, bubbling and frothing.

Qing Kuo was startled and quickly came over to pull him away.

Jian Mo adjusted herself, floated back to the surface, wiped the water off her face, and said breathlessly, "It's a bit cold, and I'm not quite used to this environment yet. I'll feel better after a while."

Wild lakes are indeed much more complex environments than swimming pools; he had never experienced one before.

Qing Kuo was still worried and called to Wu Jiong, "Wu Jiong, you should come and keep an eye on him, just in case something really happens."

Wu Jiong nodded, swam over, and when Jian Mo lost his balance again, he reached out and grabbed him by the waist, trying to pull him up.

The lake water was too cold, Wu Jiong's body temperature was too high, so the sensation of the water touching his waist was very noticeable.

Jian Mo shuddered, losing her balance from the impact and thrashing about in the water, struggling desperately like a fish just pulled from the shore.

Having finally regained her balance, Jian Mo put her hand on Wu Jiong's shoulder and nudged him, saying, "No, I can do it myself."

Wu Jiong seemed to sense his discomfort and let go. "I won't touch you, you cling to me."

Jian Mo nodded, using his body to maintain her balance.

Just as Wu Jiong was about to say something, Jian Mo stared into the water, then suddenly dove into the water again.

"What's wrong?" Wu Jiong immediately grabbed his hand, lest he sink completely.

Jian Mo resurfaced, panting heavily. "I think I just saw Flour Fruit at the bottom of the lake."

Wu Jiong looked puzzled. "Yes, there is."

Jian Mo shook his head and explained, "It's not the Flour Fruit on the branches, I mean, the Flour Fruit that fell all over the bottom of the lake."

Others who heard the commotion also looked over.

Explaining was too much trouble, Jian Mo simply pointed below and told everyone to see for themselves.

Unaware of what was going on, everyone instinctively dove into the water to check, following his suggestion.

They opened their eyes beneath the lake's surface and, sure enough, saw plump, round Flour Fruit lying quietly at the bottom of the lake through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

It wasn't just one or two, or even just a piece or two; the entire lakebed was covered with these Flour Fruits!

Who knows how many years ago, the Flour Fruit fell from the branches and sank to the bottom of the lake!

No one expected to find such a scene at the bottom of the lake.

That's amazing!

No one has ever picked the Flour Fruit from this lake, so every year they fall from the branches and sink to the bottom of the lake.

Over time, this has created this spectacular scene.

Wu Jiong dived to the bottom of the lake and scooped up a large Flour Fruit.

Everyone immediately swam over and gathered in front of him.

At this moment, no one cared whether the Flour Fruit tasted good or bad; they all reached out, grabbed Flour Fruit, and put it in their mouths.

Jian Mo watched with wide eyes as they quickly cracked open the shells, chewed the kernels inside, and then began to chug.

Jian Mo: "Hey, no, you guys..."

Qing Kuo: "Still fresh... ouch... not spoiled... ouch..."

Jian Mo reached out and splashed water. "You don't have to eat it raw to find out if it's spoiled!"

Qing Kuo turned his head away to finish vomiting, then turned back and asked, "Then how else can we determine this?"

Jian Mo thought for a moment, then fell silent after being asked that question.