Whole School Transmigrated: I Have 3 Daily Intel

Chapter 42: Chapter 40: One Glance, Ten Thousand Years: Someone’s Actually Selling Sweet Potatoes?

SPLASH—

The fish cage, weighted with rocks and filled with guts, sank to the bottom of the water.

With his pant legs rolled up, Chen Chong walked out of the water. He squatted by the bank to wash the mud and blood from his hands, then pulled some nearby waterweeds over the spot.

"That should do it. If we come back around this time tomorrow, we should have a catch."

He was quite confident in the fish cage.

While this kind of tool couldn’t catch large fish, it was sure to catch plenty of smaller ones, a pound or two at most.

Plus, ripples often appeared on the surface of this stream, a clear sign that fish were coming up for air or to catch flies and mosquitos.

The fish population seemed fairly abundant.

’I probably won’t come up empty-handed...’

Compared to fish caught on a hook, those caught in a cage were mostly unharmed, giving them a much higher survival rate when transferred to the fishpond.

’With the pond’s growth-accelerating properties, even small fish will mature faster than in the wild...’

Of course, Chen Chong didn’t expect the fishpond to be able to feed them all in the short term.

Compared to livestock like chickens, ducks, and geese, fish grew far too slowly.

Even with the pond accelerating their growth, it would still take a considerable amount of time for them to mature.

’But if the fishpond’s resources are cultivated well, it could truly become a major food source in the future...’

Just then, Xu Jun, who had gone off to find some tree trunks, returned.

"Brother Chong, come give me a hand."

"Coming."

Chen Chong walked over. On the ground lay two fairly straight tree trunks, each as thick as an arm and four or five meters long.

The damp moss and green sprouts on them proved they weren’t dead branches; they were quite sturdy.

"Did you just chop down a live tree?"

Chen Chong asked casually, feeling the clean, sharp cut on the trunk.

Xu Jun wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Yeah, I couldn’t find any suitable ones, so I had Jia Wen chop these down with his axe. What do you think, are they okay?"

"They’re perfect. As long as they’re taller than the bird net, it’s fine. Let’s get it set up."

"You got it. By the way, Brother Chong, where should we set it up?"

"Let me see..."

After surveying the area for a long time, Chen Chong finally chose a spot near the bank where they had set the fish trap.

This was the boundary between the overgrown field and the stream, a place where birds were more likely to fly low.

Secondly, just as Xu Jun had said, this was where the wild ducks had flown off from before, so placing the net here would increase their chances of catching them.

Once they’d chosen the spot, the three of them got busy.

Assembling the bird net was simple. They just needed to thread the two trunks through the sides to stretch the entire net taut.

With one trunk stuck into the ground and the other pulled to the right distance and also planted firmly, the setup of the bird net was complete.

This bird net was 5 by 3 meters. Compared to professional bird-scaring nets that could be tens of meters long, its area wasn’t very large.

’Probably because it’s from the worst kind of D-Class Card.’

However, for Chen Chong and the others at present, it was a pretty decent hunting tool.

Birds were not easy to catch, and a mist net was the best kind of trap. If they could catch live wild ducks or pheasants, it would be a huge score!

Gazing at the nearly "invisible" bird net, Chen Chong and Xu Jun stood together, their faces filled with satisfaction.

"It was exhausting work, but at least we got the net set up."

"Yeah, the line is so thin, it’s like it’s not even there. Forget the birds, if I’m not careful, I might run right into it myself."

The netting was comparable to the finest fishing line, which was precisely why birds wouldn’t have time to react.

Once set up, the bird net was almost impossible to see. Only the two trunks standing on either side were visible.

If you didn’t know there was a net there, you might suddenly think they were just two unusually slender, strange-looking trees.

"Brother Chong," Xu Jun said, looking at the net with some hesitation, "you think someone else might find our trap and take what’s in it before we do?"

"Probably not." Chen Chong shook his head.

This wasn’t just to reassure Xu Jun.

’No one should have reached this place yet...’

After all, the jungle was enormous, and it had only been five days since they arrived. Most people’s exploration progress was extremely limited, their range of activity still confined to the immediate vicinity.

The overgrown field was 1,500 meters from the school.

This was no short distance. On a normal road, it would take over thirty minutes to walk.

On terrain like a jungle, walking was much harder and more tiring. To travel this far would take at least an hour, and even two or three hours would be normal.

Unless you knew there were traps here and intentionally headed straight south, it would be almost impossible to discover this overgrown field.

So, for the time being, he didn’t need to worry about anyone finding this place and seeing the traps he’d set.

The area within a kilometer of the school was enough to keep everyone busy exploring for a while.

Plus, the traps themselves were extremely well-hidden.

The fish cage was underwater, covered by weeds.

From ten meters away, the bird net was like it was invisible.

The wild rabbit traps were hidden in the grass; besides Wang Biao, Chen Chong and the other two didn’t even know where they were.

Even if someone did come, they wouldn’t necessarily find anything, not to mention it was highly unlikely anyone would come here at all.

"Ah Jun, we have to leave early tomorrow. Otherwise, if the birds are tangled in the net for too long, we won’t be able to get them alive."

"No problem, Brother Chong. Anyway, the fish cage and bird net are all set. Don’t we still have to go to the trading market to exchange for supplies? Should we head back now?"

"That’s the plan. Between smoking meat, trading for supplies, and finding things to plant in the farmland, there’s been too much to do these past two days. We haven’t had any time to hunt in the jungle."

"Well, we did take down that huge Moose, which will feed us for a long time. We can just focus on getting things set up at home for now."

"When it comes to food, the more the better. We can’t just live off our stores. Even with the smoked meat, we can’t stop our plans to find more food. Let’s go, hurry back. If all goes well, we should have everything sorted out in the next day or two..."

As Chen Chong, Xu Jun, and Jia Wen prepared to head back, Wang Biao also finished setting his traps for the wild rabbits.

He had gathered materials from the jungle and made three more traps.

Combined with the previous three, he now had six in total.

Besides the four placed at the wild rabbit burrows they’d found, he placed the other two in spots where he thought prey was likely to appear.

Whether or not he could catch anything as hoped, they would find out tomorrow...

The four of them traveled quickly. It took them an hour to get there, but the return trip only took about half an hour.

Seeing that it was already afternoon, they knew any further delay would mean not finishing their tasks for the day. None of them dared to waste time, so they split up as soon as they got back to the school.

Xu Jun and Jia Wen went back to the apartment first to get the moose meat they had prepared for trading.

Chen Chong and Wang Biao did a quick sweep of the trading market to see if there was anything they needed.

Perhaps because of the bloodshed incident, fewer people were out and about today. Most students stayed at the school, which made the trading market seem even larger.

The number of "shopkeepers" setting up stalls and "customers" browsing and haggling far exceeded the scale of the past few days.

However, the goods in the market were mostly the same as before.

Aside from some snacks and seasonings from students’ private stashes, and some not-so-practical modern tools, most people were selling spoils they had gathered from the jungle.

For example, wild vegetables and fruits, unknown mushrooms and plants, and other things that were barely edible.

Beyond that, some people were putting their crafting skills to use, selling ropes twisted from bark and vines, crude spears carved from carefully selected straight branches, or straw sandals woven from dry grass...

Chen Chong found it all quite interesting. He had to admit, the school was full of talented people; the variety of things for sale was dazzling.

It was just a pity that, aside from some seasonings and medicines he was interested in trading for, he didn’t see anything else that caught his eye.

Just as Chen Chong had browsed through most of the market and was thinking this trip wouldn’t yield much, he froze in front of a remote stall.

It was a sight that made his heart stop.

Chen Chong was utterly shocked.

’What am I seeing?’

’In this situation, someone is actually selling... sweet potatoes!?’

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