A lonely, unlucky military officer with a stubborn fate insisted on marrying me.

Lin Yinyin paid close attention to the route and followed the others, soon arriving at the foot of the mountain.

Looking up, the mountains and forests are lush and green, with trees blocking out the sun. Sure enough, at the foot of the mountain, there are more than ten acres of land cultivated, planted with corn, sorghum and soybeans.

"Yinyin, if you're going to dig for wild vegetables, don't go too far. Meet here at noon and we'll go back to the compound together!" Aunt Zhuang instructed.

"Okay, Auntie," Lin Yinyin replied, and walked deeper into the mountains.

She wasn't looking for wild vegetables; she needed to venture deeper into the area to find wild birds and animals. It would be best to dig a trap and wait for them to come to her, then collect some "wild game."

Not far into the forest, she found a sheltered earthen slope, dug a pit about half a person deep with a shovel, laid a layer of sharp broken branches at the bottom, and then gently covered it with withered grass and loose soil, leaving only a few traces.

This is the most basic hunting trap in the apocalypse, more than enough to deal with small animals.

After doing all that, she got up and looked around, but when she saw the ground covered with herbs, she was at a loss.

In the apocalypse, she only recognized a few life-saving medicinal herbs; she didn't recognize many wild vegetables and herbs.

"Luckily, I have some cooking skills!"

Lin Yinyin muttered to herself, her gaze falling on a tree about the size of a bowl beside her. She took out a small knife from her spatial storage, selected a uniform branch, cut it off, trimmed the twigs, and began to polish it.

Before long, it was ground into a rough bow shape, slightly thinner at both ends and slightly thicker in the middle.

With the bow body in place, the bowstring is the key.

She searched through the nearby bushes for a while and finally pulled out a few vines as thick as a thumb.

She repeatedly kneaded the rattan until it was firm, then used a knife to carve symmetrical grooves about half a finger deep at both ends of the bow, inserted the rattan into them, and wrapped it around the grooves five times to secure it.

She tried pulling the bowstring, but although the vine was tough, it lacked some of its springy strength. She then took out Liu the Widow's rubber band from her spatial storage to reinforce it.

With the bow in place, the arrow shaft was no problem either. She used a thinner twig, sharpened the tip, and carved a small groove at the end to fit the bowstring.

The movements were fluid and efficient; in just 20 minutes, a simple bow and arrow were formed.

She used to be the most useless "useless superhuman" in the apocalypse. She had neither the ability to manipulate elements nor the talent to enhance her physical abilities. She didn't even dare to dream of advanced weapons and relied entirely on figuring out simple tools to save her life.

When she was a child, she worked as a child laborer in a military factory in order to get a steamed bun. While sorting parts, she secretly learned a lot about the principles of machinery. Unfortunately, the base was destroyed later, and these cold weapons were gradually replaced by superpower attacks. Unexpectedly, they have come in handy now.

"Test the range."

Lin Yinyin drew the bowstring taut and aimed at a tree five meters away.

With a "whoosh," the arrow flew out with a whoosh, but missed its mark, grazing the tree trunk and embedding itself in the ground.

She clicked her tongue. The wooden arrow shafts were too light, and the rattan bowstrings weren't elastic enough. If only there were iron arrowheads and steel strings, that would be great. Unfortunately, steel was rare in this era, but scrap iron shouldn't be hard to find.

She planned to go to town in the afternoon, firstly to mail the thank-you letter, secondly to buy some seeds, and thirdly to browse the black market and pick up some scrap metal or something.

Just then, a "clucking" sound came from the grass not far away.

Lin Yinyin's eyes lit up. She held her breath and crept over. A brightly colored pheasant was pecking at grass seeds! She slowly drew back the bow, calculated the range, aimed at the pheasant's wing, and released the arrow. The arrow flew out with a "whoosh".

"I won!" Lin Yinyin exclaimed excitedly.

The pheasant flapped its wings and fell to the ground, the arrow shaft lodged right in its wing. She quickly ran over, picked up the pheasant, weighed it in her hand, and the aroma of roasted pheasant already filled her mind.

She's definitely suited to life in the mountains, to be a wild woman!

No, she still wants to own the entire mountain in the future!

She wants to be a housewife!

After giving herself a pep talk, she went to check the catch on the trap.

He crouched down and looked down, and his eyes lit up instantly.

At the bottom of the trap lay a snow-white rabbit, its fur smooth and without a single blemish.

The strangest thing is that the bottom of the trap was covered with many sharp broken branches, but the rabbit was huddled in the corner in a strange posture, its four paws just avoiding the thorns, and it was not injured at all.

"Goodness, this must weigh at least 8 pounds!" Lin Yinyin thought happily, should she braise it or roast it?

As soon as she reached into the trap, the rabbit suddenly perked up its long ears, its ruby-like eyes staring at her with wetness, and with a push of its hind legs, it tried to dart to the other side.

But when it caught sight of the spikes on the ground, its ears drooped down instantly, and it stopped walking, looking pitiful and motionless.

"Wow, it's quite clever." Lin Yinyin was amused.

However cute it was, it didn't smell as good as meat. Without further hesitation, she grabbed the rabbit's long ears and threw it into her spatial storage.

Lin Yinyin clapped her hands in high spirits: "A pheasant and a rabbit, a good harvest."

Just as I was about to turn back, I suddenly heard heavy, panting breathing behind me.

Lin Yinyin's heart sank. She slowly turned around and saw a large wild boar staring at her from the bushes not far away.

Its fangs were exposed, and its black fur stood on end.

"We're doomed!"

Her heart skipped a beat.

She could handle pheasants and rabbits, but this wild boar was too big for her. Even if she had a machete, she wouldn't be able to defeat it, let alone with just a wooden bow.

Lin Yinyin was very self-aware; she threw the pheasant into her spatial storage and ran away.

She ran very fast, but the heavy hooves followed behind her, making the ground tremble.

Meanwhile, around noon, Li Jinye arrived at the family compound again.

He was in a good mood at the moment. He had listened to Chi Peng's advice yesterday and wanted to give it a try.

He was carrying a net bag marked "Military Supply." Inside were ginseng, royal jelly, malted milk powder, and donkey-hide gelatin—all high-quality goods he had obtained overnight.

However, a dark-faced man was accompanying him; it was none other than Gao Ming, the regimental commander. Gao Ming's lips drooped, and he cursed Li Jinye eight hundred times in his heart.

This guy surnamed Li definitely has a serious illness!

If you're going to pursue a girl, just go for it. Why drag him into it?

It's even more incongruous for a proper regimental commander like him to accompany another regimental commander to visit the family compound, isn't it?

"you--"

Gao Ming was about to utter a sarcastic remark when he met Li Jinye's icy gaze, and he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Fine, who told Li Jinye to have a wider network of connections? He couldn't get in touch with anyone in the black market, so he had to rely on him.

"Knock knock knock!" Old Mrs. Li was looking forward to Li Jianjun bringing Zhou Haiming back for dinner when she heard a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I was so shocked that my jaw almost dropped to the floor.

Two tall soldiers stood at the entrance; they were the two regimental commanders.

Yesterday, Li Jianjun specifically explained to her that, apart from the brigade commander, these two officers are the highest-ranking in the military region!

"Oh my! It's the two regimental commanders! Come in, come in!" Old Mrs. Li smiled so wide that her gap-toothed teeth were showing.

Hearing the commotion, Grandma Zhou, who was eating sunflower seeds, immediately put on a smile. Sure enough, Li Jianjun was popular and valued by the leader; he was about to be promoted!

Seeing that Lin Yinyin wasn't looking, Li Jinye changed his question, asking, "Auntie, is Comrade Li Jianjun here?"

"He's not back yet, he should be at the army base!" Old Mrs. Li said hurriedly. "I'll have Jianying go and call him right away!"

Gao Ming almost burst out laughing. He went to find Battalion Commander Li, only to find out Commander Li was at the army base—what an awkward excuse! Why didn't you just say you were giving the young lady a gift?!

Li Jinye then asked again tactfully, "Are Comrade Lin Huizhi and her sister at home?"

"No! Huizhi works in the cafeteria; her sister went out to play."

Li Jinye was disappointed again and wanted to leave, but Old Lady Li had sharp eyes. "What are all these nice things? They look quite precious. Are they meant to be given to an old lady like me?"

Li Jinye watched her gazing longingly at the gifts, his eyes unreadable. After only two seconds, he handed her the net bag he was holding: "Since Battalion Commander Li and Comrade Lin aren't here, we won't go in and disturb them."

We made a presumptuous visit yesterday; these are tonics for women, please pass them on to the Lin Huizhi sisters.

Li Jinye emphasized the word "sisters." But Old Lady Li didn't care; whatever was in her hands was hers.

Her eyes narrowed to slits, and she quickly grabbed the net bag, saying, "I'll hand it over, I'll definitely pass it on!"

"That's good," Li Jinye said. If you don't hand it over, you can't blame anyone else.

Even after Li Jinye and Gao Ming had walked away, Old Lady Li was still standing at the door, grinning foolishly.

Gao Ming was quite curious, "Why didn't you just say you were looking for Lin Yinyin and gave the gift to her? If you gave it to Old Lady Li, you probably wouldn't get it back."

Li Jinye glanced at him but didn't reply, and left first.

"Hey, wait for me!"