Back in 1977, Chen Ye opened his eyes on a drafty earthen bed. His grandmother was gravely ill, but the family had no money for medicine. His younger siblings were so hungry they were swollen with edema, and the whole family barely survived on wild vegetable gruel. Everyone in the village struggled just to get enough to eat. In his previous life, he had left home to make his way in the world, only for his family to die young and leave him with a lifetime of regret. Given another chance, Chen Ye made up his mind: he wouldn't go to the city or dabble in business. He would settle down here in the mountains. With the [Mountain Hunting System] and his previous life's wilderness survival skills, he set snares for rabbits, hunted roe deer, gathered wild ginseng, and sought out prized mushrooms. While others chewed tree bark, his family had meat in the pot at every meal. While the whole village worried about the cost of medicine, he went into the mountains to find herbs and cure his grandmother. The deep mountains were a granary, and treasures were hidden among the plants and trees. With his family under one roof, a few acres of poor farmland, and a hunting rifle, he kept the hearth fires burning and lived in peace deep in the mountains of the 1970s.
