My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Yang Fenglan threw more than a dozen stones in succession; at best, she hit two leaves.

The rest were either too short or too tall.

I was exhausted, but I didn't manage to score a single point.

Shen Yu began to mock, "I told you you weren't good enough."

Yang Fenglan: ...

I fucking swear, I worked so hard to prepare this food, and you got a share too. Not only did you not help, but you also…

Before Yang Fenglan could finish her rant, she shut up obediently.

Shen Yu picked up the stone and flicked it. A cluster of toon sprouts, shaped like a shuttlecock, fell right in the middle of the stone.

Shen Yu smiled and proudly raised her chin at Yang Fenglan.

He picked up another stone and tossed it lightly, each stone knocking down a cluster of toon shoots.

A stone clearly flew over a cluster of toon buds, hit the trunk, bounced back, and then the buds fell down.

Yang Fenglan was petrified.

"How can this be!"

If the force is wrong, or if it's not aimed correctly, then the stone will just fly over and hit the target on its own.

but!

How could such a tiny bit of rebound force be enough to bring it down?!

Author, don't give the female lead such an outrageous cheat code!

Shen Yu's stones weren't as powerful or as accurate as hers, so why was she able to knock them down?!

Yang Fenglan wanted to roar.

She refused to believe it and picked up the stone to hit the toon bud a dozen more times. This time she hit the bud, but she still couldn't knock it off!

Not only did she fail to hit it, she also stepped on a rock and unfortunately fell flat on her backside.

However, Shen Yu hit the target every time he shot.

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

Believe me or not...

He held the stones in both hands, allowing the female protagonist to choose one.

"Hehe, Xiaoyu, it has to be you! You're amazing. Come, come, take your pick of these stones." Yang Fenglan smiled obsequiously.

Before long, Shen Yu knocked down all the decent-looking toon buds on the tree.

"You've worked so hard, take a break, I'll go pick some more." Yang Fenglan diligently went to pick the toon sprouts.

After walking around, I found half a basketful.

Fresh toon shoots don't keep well, but they can be pickled and kept for several months.

“Now that we’ve finished picking them up, let’s go look around somewhere else.” Yang Fenglan took the initiative to carry the basket containing the items on her back and picked up a wooden stick. “I’ll go ahead and scout the way for you.”

Shen Yu seemed to like her humble attitude, a smile playing on her lips as she nodded.

Yang Fenglan was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

Oh well, let it go, don't argue with kids.

However, after walking a short distance, she didn't hear any sound behind her. When she turned around, Shen Yu was gone!

Yang Fenglan's heart skipped a beat, "Shen Yu!"

"Over here," Shen Yu's reply came from the bushes behind the ailanthus tree.

"Whoo~"

Yang Fenglan breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart jumped again in an instant. Could it be that she found a system?

She hurriedly ran towards Shen Yu's direction.

Shen Yu was crouching down, trying to squeeze into a bush covered with sharp thorns.

Without thinking, Yang Fenglan shouted, "Xiaoyu, what are you doing? There are thorns everywhere, what if you get scratched? Come out, let me pick whatever you need."

Let go of that system, let me handle it!

“Okay.” Shen Yu was more than happy to agree, and stood up to make room for Yang Fenglan.

Yang Fenglan looked down and saw that there was no system at all, just a pheasant.

I got tangled in the thickets of thorns in the bushes, the barbs digging into my flesh.

The pheasant was on its last legs, twitching and struggling every now and then.

Yang Fenglan: "..."

He slapped himself hard.

Look how anxious you are. You took on this task yourself, so you have to finish it even if you have to kneel down.

Yang Fenglan was practically lying on the dead leaves as she reached out to grab the pheasant.

No matter how straight she stretched her hand, it was still just a tiny bit short. Any further and the thorns would scratch her face, and on the other side of the bushes were even deeper brambles.

As Yang Fenglan stretched her arms out, she cursed and swore: She didn't see any pheasants when she was picking toon shoots here, but Shen Yu was so far away, how did she know there were pheasants here?

Could it be that she already had the system?