Chapter 317

Chapter 317

Anthea had only ever seen a raspberry once when she was a child. After that, they seemed to have vanished off the face of the Earth. Forget wild raspberries; even getting your hands on a strawberry was considered a luxury. People's daily meals were replaced by tasteless nutrient solutions.

So, when Anthea spotted a bush of wild raspberries, her eyes lit up like fireworks on the Fourth of July. "Sherman, hold up here for a sec," she called out. Sherman, puzzled but compliant, nodded slightly and waited as Anthea instructed.

raspberries until it was brimming with juicy red fruit. Holding the pouch, Anthea felt a wave of accomplishment wash over her. She

extending the pouch towards him. Sherman hesitated. His penchant for cleanliness made him wary of the unwashed, oddly shaped fruit. What if a snake had slithered over them? But he couldn't resist Anthea's offer. With a graceful motion, he picked a raspberry, momentarily

have them all," Anthea said, noticing how quickly Sherman ate. She handed over the leaf pouch filled with raspberries to him. Sherman was taken aback, "Aren't you having

saw what looks like a wild tea bush ahead. I'll go check it out; maybe there are tea berries," Anthea replied, as her adventurous spirit took over once again. Holding the heavy pouch of wild raspberries,

Sherman shook his head. This was all new to him. In the wild tea bush, tea berries were abundant. "Sherman, come check this out. This is a tea

like oversized, rosy-hued almonds. Sherman frowned subtly, questioning their edibility and cleanliness. "They're edible," Anthea assured, plucking one and taking a bite. They were crunchy, sweet, with a hint of tea flavor. "Try it?" she suggested, handing one to

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