Chapter 77 Conserve A Life

• Given their intention to revive the Empathy Clinic, they couldn't be devoid of herbal medication. Southdale was situated at the meeting point of two humid provinces with thick bushes. There, they may dig up mushrooms and other items like wild root herbs and truffles. Wolf went to dig those two out as soon as he sniffed them because they were his favorites.. The way that the average person lived was usually determined by their surroundings.
• Typically, gathering a few wild root herbs was sufficient, although they were able to clear half the mountain. While descending, they encountered Harry Lane, a mushroom gatherer who rose early to gather fungi. He had never seen someone who had come before him before. He seems taken aback. "The night is yet young. You two are far too brazen! It was still a wild mountain, even if the majority of the animals were confined, and the period was tranquil. At the base of the mountain, there were warnings prohibiting certain activities as well. Harry pondered their presence and even ventured to speculate as to whether they were hikers on the trail. Wolf had begun to yawn. He got more animated and started making gestures when he heard someone speak.
• "Are you deaf?" Harry had no malicious intent. With a torch in hand, he walked up to Wynter and said, "Did you come to the mountains to pick mushrooms because you were short on cash?" She gave a small smile. "Yes." He gave a deep, lengthy sigh. "What absurdity! Accompany me. I'll defeat you both. There are wolves present on this peak. Wolves? Wolf stood up straight, and his eyes gleamed. However, she scowled. “There are wolves?”