Jasmine did not expect the harvest from digging into Squirrel holes this time to be so abundant, even finding gemstones.
Setting aside that alchemy product bottle of unknown use, just from the pure colors radiating from those few gemstones, one could tell that after polishing, they would be worth quite a bit of money, enough to buy additional food for the entire winter.
This time, let alone the Black Dragon, even Jasmine was blinded by the unexpected wealth, forgetting that her purpose for entering the forest was to find the magical chicken.
She enthusiastically waved her hand, instigating with the tone of a professional treasure hunter: "Xavier, let's go. Your nose is sharp, let us go find the next Squirrel hole to see if there are any other treasures. Today we are going to strike it rich!"
"Gru gru." The Black Dragon excitedly raised his small claw in response, his eyes shining like headlights, his mouth grinning widely.
