Because time was limited, she had only managed to collect species in the south and hadn't had time to plant them yet. After all, the concave land only had some soil in the crevices between stones. It required her to manually add silt for planting. She had been thinking about how to obtain silt from the pond. The main issue is that collecting silt would look too strange. However, she had a plan: if she really couldn't get any silt, she would just throw some ordinary soil into the water and let it settle. Over time, it would turn into silt.
She walked further inside and heard wolf howls coming from ahead. How could there be wolf howls in Boar Ridge? she wondered. She had been thinking about getting a wolf pelt for a blanket, so this inexplicably excited her. Equipped with her space and skills, her courage was extraordinary. She quickly headed towards the direction of the sounds.
