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In the process of rummaging through the pile of fallen leaves, she found some other plants. Even though there were five or six kinds of mushrooms, she still rationally rejected these flowers and mushrooms as being outside of the recipe. He only picked one pellet for the golden birdman to see if it could be eaten!

Just like a mushroom, it had no leaves, no flowers, no plants, it was just a bunch of small bananas. She tried peeling them, and just like the bananas, she could peel them off, and inside they were white and tender meat. The taste was different from bananas. There weren't many of them, and they were different from the white star mushrooms that grew everywhere. These mushrooms only grew on the lotus leaves' roots, and even after searching for half a day, she could only find five or six.

She sat down to eat after an hour or so. The barbecue from yesterday tasted good, but it was a little cold, but the mushrooms were more crispy and sweet when they were cold than when they were hot. She unconsciously ate a lot until she was full. The glutton was the most powerful creature in the world!

The fallen leaves were very thick, and normally, one would only be able to see the ground after turning over almost half a foot in an ordinary area. The thickest part would need to be flipped over a full foot or two before one would be able to see the ground, and on the ground would be a kind of ashen white rock, with many holes in the middle like volcanic ash. When the leaves were cooked, they would become very soft, and become liquid that seeped into these pores, and then grow into the small fungi plants. There seemed to be no other animals in the forest.

It's really unscientific.

A sentence suddenly flashed through his mind. One mountain cannot have two tigers, except one male and one female. Was it because this forest was the domain of the golden birdman that other animals did not dare to come close to it?

Although there were some ferocious beasts that would not expel some herbivores in their own territory, which was its food, the golden birdman was obviously clean. It did not even eat or excrete at its doorstep. He probably wasn't willing to kill animals in front of his house to make the blood smell.

Although he didn't know if his guess was right or not. However, she retained her consciousness that golden birdman was a powerful Lord.

It was obvious that she had lived in this area for more than ten days, and she hadn't even seen a single bird.

Quiet loneliness, she tried hard to pull herself together.

She used the stick to collect the fallen leaves on the ground into a pile, exposing some of the ground. She wanted to make a place for herself to rest when she went down the tree. Otherwise, he would be here for around ten hours every day. Falling leaves were strewn all over the place, and every step he took would leave him feeling uncomfortable.

She got them in a relatively empty place five minutes away from the bird's nest. The position of the Star Leaf Trees here was very good. In the future, he could try to connect these six trees into one and form a tree house that was far away from the ground. As she packed, she picked up mushrooms or wild caramel.

In the meantime, she discovered that there was a plant that looked almost like a wooden basin, with small red agate fruits that looked sour and sweet. She carefully tried it out. Regardless of whether there were poisonous plants or not, a certain amount of poison was required to poison a person.