She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

The corpses that had been lying haphazardly had vanished, and the ground had been washed away by the rain, leaving no trace.

The small pool of red blood that was barely visible, along with what appeared to be human remains, gave Banxia a clue.

Could it be that after she touched the corpses that day, some wild beasts from the mountain came down and carried them away to eat?

But how many ferocious beasts would it take to digest so many corpses?

The thought of hordes of ferocious beasts made Banxia pat her heart; thankfully, she had blocked the small cave where they lived.

In addition, the rain washed away some of the scent, so those beasts probably didn't notice that there were still a few weaklings on the hillside.

No wonder those thieves didn't dare go up the mountain when they were chasing them that day.

If Banxia had known there were so many ferocious beasts on this mountain, she wouldn't have dared to go up.

However, Banxia glanced at the mountain behind her, then at the vanished corpse below, gritted her teeth, and began to circle around the cave.

First, she needs to find some more firewood, even if it's not dry, at least it shouldn't be too wet. She can dry it by the fire and then burn it.

Secondly, Lian Chengmo is still ill. If she could find ginseng or codonopsis and wild ginseng to make soup to replenish his qi and blood, it might increase his chances of survival.

Although she didn't know any medicine that could reduce fever, Banxia had actually gone to great lengths to identify ginseng, a precious substance. When she was a child, she dreamed of digging up ginseng in the mountains and selling it for a lot of money, but unfortunately, that dream never came true.

In the past two days, Banxia tried her best to appear calm, making the Liancheng siblings think that Liancheng Mo was just sick and would get better.

Little did Banxia know that she wouldn't recover. In any case, since the other party had saved her once, she should do her best to repay the debt.

Braving the light rain, they searched the wilderness but found nothing of the sort, though Banxia did find a small crevice in the mountain.

It wasn't as big as the place they lived in now; Banxia had to bend over to get in.

Fortunately, due to the terrain, some dead branches and leaves that rolled down from the mountain got stuck here and were not wet by the rain.

Banxia immediately noticed several thick tree branches inside, each as thick as her arm.

Xi Banxia immediately crawled inside.

After removing the small branches and other twigs from the tree trunks, Banxia bent over and broke the dry tree trunks into sections, putting them into her basket.

Then, he covered the opening of the basket with the leaves of the large trees he had picked earlier, intending to transport the firewood back first.

However, just as she stepped out of the narrow mountain crevice with her basket on her back, she suddenly stopped and turned back.

She didn't have the chance before because she had several children, but now that she's alone outside, can't she try to grow something?

With that thought in mind, Banxia put down her basket, found a clean spot in a mountain crevice, dug up some soil and spread it out, and then took out the dozens of sprouting rice grains from her pocket.

The seeds that sprouted the day before yesterday were kept in Banxia's pocket for a day. Although they still look green, they don't seem very vibrant.

Banxia busily placed the seeds evenly on the soil, then gently placed her palm on top of the seeds.

Banxia closed her eyes and began to search for that familiar feeling, unleashing a barrage of attacks on dozens of seeds.

Banxia had already discovered that the supernatural power within her was pitifully small, and it probably wouldn't be able to sustain her seed for long.

Opening her eyes, Banxia saw that dozens of seeds had begun to grow rapidly, reaching knee height in an instant, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With all her might, Banxia channeled her supernatural power into the rice again. This time, the rice no longer grew rapidly, but instead began to sprout ears and produce grains.

Banxia was overjoyed when she saw it.

Thinking about it is one thing, but she was finally relieved when she actually managed to grow rice.

With a burning gaze, Banxia watched the dozens of rice stalks gradually turn yellow before her, until she was somewhat exhausted, and the rice had finally grown to maturity.

Banxia happily counted them; there were forty-eight plants in total, which was indeed an auspicious number.

With great joy, she broke off all the rice ears, and Banxia threshed the grains by hand, wrapped them in large leaves, and put them in her basket.

After thinking for a moment, Banxia took out a few melon seeds that Xiaoshuang'er had picked out from her pocket.

She removed the two pumpkin seeds and randomly picked a melon seed from the middle. Feeling that she still had some left, Banxia wanted to try planting another batch.

I'll just plant one this time; it shouldn't require much of my special ability, right?

Banxia placed the seeds in the soil and activated her powers once again.

As it turns out, this melon really does require a lot of superpowers, because it has seven melons growing on one vine.

When the melons ripened, Banxia was completely exhausted and lay there for a while before she recovered.

My hands were trembling when I went to pick melons.

Banxia angrily washed the melon rind with the rainwater and then took a big bite.

But after that one bite, Banxia felt it was all worth it.

This melon doesn't seem to be one of the varieties from later generations. It's oval-shaped, plump, and quite cute. Most importantly, it's crisp and sweet, with an excellent texture.

I don't know if this is how the variety is naturally, or if this melon was created by some supernatural force.

Moreover, after Banxia finished eating the whole melon, she felt as if her previous fatigue had been swept away, and her hands, which had been trembling from exhaustion, stopped shaking.

It seems like they could climb five floors in one go.

Banxia closed her eyes and sensed it, but the superpower she had used up had not been restored.

Despite feeling a little disappointed, Banxia was still quite gratified looking at the remaining melons. At least she had grown one melon and so much millet.

Her powers will recover sooner or later anyway, so she can just plant another batch then.

After putting all the melons into her basket, Banxia happily carried the basket back to her cave.

On her way back, she made a special detour to visit the graves of her grandfather and Lian Chengmo's parents.

They found the small mound intact, undamaged by wild animals and unwashed by the rain, and then left with peace of mind.

When they returned to the cave entrance, they could hear their two younger brothers calling for their older sister from afar.

It turned out they had been waiting near the cave entrance, and they were overjoyed to see her return through the cracks in the rocks.

After Banxia moved the stone at the entrance of the cave and came in, several boys raised their hands to help her take down her basket.

Seeing how sensible the boys were, even though they were all weaker than her combined, Banxia put down her basket.

For some reason, Banxia discovered that the original owner was indeed quite strong. At least before she awakened her superpowers in the apocalypse, she couldn't have easily carried back such a basket of firewood.

The child was only nine years old, but his strength was not much different from that of an adult man; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to beat the thief half to death with a single blow.

"Sister, sit down quickly." Seeing her brothers going to help, Xiao Shuang'er hurriedly went over to pull Banxia up as well.

Second Brother said that it was hard for Sister Banxia to go out and find firewood, and they should all listen to her.

"Thank you, Xiaoshuang'er. I won't sit down yet. Look what I found!" Banxia said, taking a melon out of her basket and showing it to the little ones.