After walking for two hours, she didn’t spot the tiger but stumbled upon something unexpectedly valuable instead.
Wild cliff bees!
Her sharp eyes caught sight of the dense cluster of bees hanging from the cliff face from afar.
Even at such a distance, she could see them clearly. Song Wei couldn’t imagine how massive the hive must be up close.
“Yikes… what a find, but I’m not equipped for this.”
A hive that large and numerous couldn’t be handled just by smoking the bees out.
If she charged in recklessly, she’d be stung until she looked like she weighed over two hundred pounds!
“It’s fine, it’s fine. The hive isn’t going anywhere. I can come back when I’m properly prepared.”
After reassuring herself, Song Wei began searching for medicinal herbs in the mountains: schisandra, creeping diamorpha roots, eleuthero roots, and even found three red ganoderma mushrooms.
Unexpectedly, she also discovered goji berries—quite a plentiful patch.
She recalled the goji berries she’d found last year and decided to harvest these first before heading over to the other patch.
“Both black and red goji berries—amazing!”
They grew right beneath the cliff where the bee hive hung.
The hive likely contained goji flower honey—wild goji honey at that, which held high medicinal value.
The thought made Song Wei glance up again, almost drooling with desire.
Up close, the cliff hive looked spectacular, its dark golden surface crawling with bees.
Even from this distance, the loud, chaotic buzzing of the bees was audible.
The sun was already setting in the west, so Song Wei quickened her pace harvesting the goji berries.
It took her over three hours to clear this patch.
But the results were rewarding.
To save time, she mixed the black and red goji berries together, filling nearly half a burlap sack—about forty pounds.
Once she’d harvested most of them, she packed them into her backpack, whistled, and the wolves that had been roaming nearby returned.
“Let’s head back.”
As the sun set, Song Wei walked back with light footsteps.
Just before exiting the deep mountains, she unexpectedly spotted someone.
Zhao Yuyin.
With her keen eyesight and sharp hearing, she noticed Zhao Yuyin first, but Zhao Yuyin hadn’t seen her.
Song Wei signaled, and Wolf One and Wolf Two immediately halted, keeping the five wolf pups in check.
“I’ll go check it out. Wolf One, Wolf Two, keep an eye on them.”
She set down her backpack, hid it in a secluded spot, and quietly moved closer to Zhao Yuyin.
Zhao Yuyin currently wore an expression of impatience.
“Where exactly is it? The book only gave a general area. How am I supposed to find it?”
Song Wei raised an eyebrow. A book? So their world was inside a book? Was Zhao Yuyin a transmigrator?
Was she looking for the royal tomb those spies were after?
Sure enough, the next moment, she heard Zhao Yuyin continue, “Such a huge treasure—I have to find it. But what about the giant snake guarding the tomb and all the traps inside? The male and female leads in the book discovered the tomb but were almost eaten by the snake. They had no choice but to report it to the state.
“Although they didn’t get the treasure inside, they received honorary medals and picked up a jade pendant and a gold bracelet in the cave, which later became their startup capital for business and politics.”
Zhao Yuyin bit her fingernails, muttering nervously.
“Did the book specify the exact location? Or did I forget?”
After all, a novel with over two million words—who could remember every detail?
“The male and female leads haven’t even arrived at Ping’an Brigade yet. Since I’ve transmigrated, does that mean I’m now the female lead? Then that treasure should belong to me.”
“Once I find it, I’ll figure out a way to leak the location to those spies. Let them go die—that’d be doing the country a favor by eliminating a threat.”
As for reporting the royal tomb to the state, she hesitated but ultimately decided she wanted to keep the immense wealth inside for herself.
“As long as I have those treasures, I’ll be the richest person in the world!”
“Hmph, that blind fool Lin Zhen—since he doesn’t want me, I’ll make sure he never becomes the richest. Let’s see how high and mighty he acts then.”
“And that bitch Song Wei… what exactly went wrong? Whatever, finding the tomb’s location is the priority now.”
But the thought of the snake hordes described in the novel made Zhao Yuyin shudder.
She was terrified of snakes.
But to become the world’s richest person in the future, she was willing to risk it!
Listening to Zhao Yuyin mutter to herself along the way, Song Wei gathered plenty of information.
The world she was in now was a novel world—though Song Wei didn’t think of the people here as mere paper cutouts because of it.
Everyone felt vivid and real, undoubtedly flesh-and-blood people.
Lin Zhen would become the world’s richest person in the future but also a major villain.
After retiring and returning, he’d find his brother dead and his leg untreated. On his path to becoming the richest man, he’d killed Old Lady Lin’s entire family.
Also, she herself wasn’t supposed to exist.
And then there were the male and female leads who hadn’t appeared yet—those two went without saying.
Zhao Yuyin rambled mostly about the royal tomb, clearly desperate to get her hands on the nation-sized treasure.
The rest of her muttering was useless chatter, so Song Wei stopped following her and turned to leave.
Perhaps Zhao Yuyin could be of some use.
By the time she returned to where her wolves were and shouldered her backpack, she heard Zhao Yuyin’s terrified screams.
“Snake! There’s a snake! Aaaah!!!”
Song Wei: …………
With courage like that, she still wanted to find the royal tomb? Who gave her that confidence?
Did she really think transmigrating made her the new female lead, protected by some kind of protagonist halo?
Well, Zhao Yuyin truly believed it.
Song Wei ignored her and led the wolves out of the mountains.
As luck would have it, she ran into a thoroughly disheveled Zhao Yuyin along the way.
Their eyes met, and Zhao Yuyin lifted her chin defiantly.
“Hmph, don’t think you’ve won just because Lin Zhen chose you. I’ll make sure you both regret it someday!”
Song Wei: “Are you out of your mind?”
Zhao Yuyin: “So many things have already changed. Your existence will only rob Lin Zhen of his drive to strive. He’ll definitely regret not choosing me in the future!”
The novel mentioned that Lin Zhen was already building his influence in the black market at this point.
But from what she’d observed lately, Lin Zhen hardly went to the black market at all.
Hei Dan was still alive, he had a partner, and his leg was healed—so that hatred that drove him to strengthen himself was gone.
Song Wei offered her two words: “You’re insane!”
Then she walked away.
Zhao Yuyin stomped her foot in fury. “Just wait until I become the world’s richest person! You’ll be the first ones I come after!”
As soon as she entered the educated youth compound, a rich, tantalizing aroma hit her.
Song Wei’s stomach growled loudly.
That familiar scent—it had to be Lin Zhen cooking.
The other educated youths had been lingering near Lin Zhen’s door, pacing back and forth.
When they saw Song Wei return, their eyes filled with envy.
“Comrade Song, your partner’s cooking skills are incredible. Compared to his, our meals look like pig slop!”
They’d all been in the countryside for a while now, and their cooking skills had improved somewhat, but they were nowhere near the mouthwatering fragrance that wafted from Lin Zhen’s kitchen!
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