Through the combined capabilities of the five-person team and their hunger-driven craving for food, in less than two hours, they managed to gather enough mushrooms to fill half a sack.
When each person stacked their found mushrooms together, the increasingly large mound left them all dumbfounded.
"So many?"
Fo Zhe was a bit amazed.
"Won't last many meals."
Ding Jing spoke leisurely, tossing her last few mushrooms onto the mound.
In this situation, while mushrooms might not be everywhere on the mountain, with some effort, they wouldn't go hungry. Once they solved the issue of fire, the hunger problem would be easily resolved.
"What about the fire now?"
One of the more irritable trainees rubbed his face vigorously and asked aloud.
Perhaps out of habit with Mo Shangjun being the Team Leader, when he asked, he instinctively directed the question towards Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangjun said, "You two take all the mushrooms to wash, we'll handle the fire issue."
