"Northern Wilderness is full of delicacies?"
If Si Minglan had heard Qiu Zhihe say this a few days ago, she would definitely have scoffed at her for bragging.
But now, hearing it, Si Minglan was speechless.
Because in these past few days, she had witnessed too many unbelievable things with her own eyes.
For example, right now.
It was already getting dark; if they were outside, it would be around 5:45 PM.
Time for dinner.
The group came to a relatively flat, spacious area surrounded by jungle, a pretty large clearing.
On closer inspection, there was a row of huge footprints on the ground, next to a cave, which should be the den of the Silver Scale Bear.
Ordinary treasure hunting teams would naturally avoid it consciously.
But Qiu Zhihe went straight to that cave and said inside:
"I'm going to cook, you go away."
A deafening roar emanated from the cave, and the surrounding trees shook with rustling sounds.
