Chapter 509: Stone Fruit (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Bai Qingqing shook her head, then suddenly froze after taking the “potato” from him.

“Why is it purple? Have they been exposed to the sun? Green potatoes are poisonous.”

Winston’s solemn expression grew gentler as he gazed at her and said, “Not only are there purple ones, there are also green, red and white ones.”

As he spoke, he found stone fruits of these few colors.

“It’s just that yellow ones tend to ripen first, so I dug out more of them. I only came back now because I spent some time trying to find all the colors.” Winston felt glad that he had found all of them. Qingqing is still as playful as ever… she seems attracted to all these colors.

Bai Qingqing was stunned as she compared the two stone fruits of different colors side by side.”They aren’t potatoes?”

She sniffed the yellow stone fruit in her hands. That muddy stench was identical to that of a potato’s.

She then sniffed the purple stone fruit and realized that the muddy stench was somewhat fainter.

Would they not taste the same? Nooo! Her favorite vegetable was potatoes!

Bai Qingqing took a small bite of the yellow-skinned stone fruit. It was crunchy and bland. She then took a bite of the purple-skinned stone fruit and found that although it was a tad tougher, the taste was pretty much similar.

She then found another green-skinned one and chomped on it. The difference was starker here. This one tasted like plants and had sufficient water content. Finally, she tasted the red-skinned one and found, to her surprise, that it was slightly sweet.

Is this fascinating stone fruit really potato? She felt very worried.

“Parker, help me cook a few stone fruits, one of each color,” said Bai Qingqing anxiously as she pulled Winston towards the entrance. “Winston, bring me to the stone fruit plants. I want to confirm if they’re the potatoes that I know.”

“Okay.” Winston circled his arm around her waist, before jumping down the tree hole.

Parker chased to the entrance and frustratedly took a bite from the muddy stone fruit as he watched their back views disappear.

“Spit spit spit! Tastes horrid.” Parker tossed the fruit away and went to start a fire as he was told.

The snow had stopped today, but the air remained piercingly cold. Yet, in places where sunshine prevailed, it felt very warm.

The accumulated snow outside the abodes had yet to be cleared. Looking around, they found themselves in a white and flawless world.

Bai Qingqing found her leg sinking into the snow, up to her knee level, the instant she stepped onto the ground. With much effort, she pulled out her leg, only to see that her boots were now filled with snow.

“How far away is it?” Bai Qingqing felt devoid of strength as she looked at the snowy ground.

Winston crouched down beside her. “Let me carry you.”

His back was very broad, his tanned back muscles bulging, and his two arms ridiculously strong—even thicker than someone’s head. In its relaxed state, his muscles bulged up, and the veins could be seen popping indistinctly.

It could be said that his body was muscular to its greatest limit; if it became even a little more muscular, one might fear that he would just explode and die. That body—symbolizing power—induced fear in someone just with its mere sight.

However, Bai Qingqing—who knew his warm heart—smiled and climbed on it.

The female’s body was light as a feather in Winston’s perspective. He cautiously stood up, afraid that if he were to exert strength, she would be carried away by the wind.

“It’s on the fringe of the village. I’ll reach there in no time. Hold onto me tightly,” said Winston in his deep voice. As he didn’t dare to use too much strength, he could only instruct Bai Qingqing to hold on to him tightly.

Bai Qingqing responded with an “mm,” then circled her arms around his neck.

The next moment, Winston broke into a sprint. The sudden shifting of gravitational force caused Bai Qingqing to lean backward. If she hadn’t hooked her arms around his neck, she would definitely have been thrown off.

With Winston’s incredible speed, the scenery on both sides rapidly shifted backward. The icy wind made it difficult for Bai Qingqing to open her eyes, so she could only bury her head in his shoulders and wrap herself with her hat.