Chapter 137

“Freya quickly wrapped her arms around Odalys’ neck and let out a startled scream. “Ah, Odalys, you can actually lift me up?”

Odalys said, with a soft laugh, “Quit talking. See if you can grab it.”

Freya smiled, looked up, raised her hand, and grabbed a fruit. “Huh, it’s a yellow fruit,” she said excitedly.

Odalys released her grip, letting Freya down. Looking at the fruit Freya handed her, Odalys quietly said, “This is a plum.”

Freya quickly replied, shaking her head, “Wait, but plums are supposed to be purple, right? And the skin is thinner, not like this.”

Selah and Stellan also walked over. They both stared at the fruit for a moment before Stellan murmured, “It looks different from the plums we usually see.”

Odalys explained, “The plums you buy at the fruit store are the common purple ones. This is a different variety, native to our area. This yellow plum is quite rare nowadays. The skin can even be pickled, and if you ever get a fishbone stuck in your throat, you can hold this in your mouth; it will soften the bone. It’s an old remedy. When I lived with my master, there were a lot of these around. When I was younger, if I got a fishbone stuck while eating, he would have me hold one of these to help soften the bone so I could swallow it.”

“Take a look inside,” Odalys continued, cracking the plum open.

Everyone peered inside, and the flesh was indeed like a plum.

Odalys said, “Here, have a bite. But don’t bite down hard with your teeth. Otherwise, your teeth will turn yellow, and it’ll take a few days to return to normal. But the taste is really sweet, even sweeter than regular plums.”

They each took a bite; the taste was delicious.

Odalys held a plum up to the camera. “Remember this. This kind of plum has higher nutritional value. Wait here. I’m going to climb up and grab a few more to show you.”

“But this kind of plum tree might have snakes on it, so it could be dangerous. Stay back,” Odalys warned, adding, “Spread out. I’ll go up by myself.”

Concerned, Stellan asked, “What about you if there’s a snake?”

Odalys replied confidently, “Snakes are afraid of me.”

The image of her slaying snakes earlier flashed in everyone’s minds, and they instantly stopped worrying. They were now more concerned about the snakes attacking them.

Without a second thought, they stepped aside. Odalys nimbly climbed the tree. The tree shook, and several plums dropped. Freya rushed forward to pick them up. Selah and Stellan also rushed to help, gathering a total of twelve plums. Seeing this, Odalys immediately grabbed some leaves from the tree and jumped down.

At that moment, a snake fell from above. Before anyone could react, Odalys swiftly caught the snake and tossed it away; it vanished into the woods.

Odalys turned to the camera, explaining, “Did you see that? That snake was poisonous. You should keep your distance if you see one.”

She continued, "These are the leaves from the yellow plum tree. And this fruit is a plum, too. You can even use the skin of this plum. It’s considered a medicinal herb."

[Whoa. I’ve seen these before. When I used to visit my grandmother’s house, I ate these. But after she passed, I never saw them again.]

[This yellow plum is even tastier and more valuable.]

[The skin actually has this kind of use? Where can I buy some?]

[Odalys is really reliable. Even when she’s out for a walk, she’s teaching us something new. This is what a variety show should be about!]

The viewers in the live stream immediately took screenshots, and some even searched online, confirming that Odalys was telling the truth. Many had never seen yellow plums before.

6:31 PM

Chapter 137

She stood there, staring at Rafael, who had taken advantage of her. She stepped forward, intending to confront him about sneaking around and touching her underclothes in the middle of the night.

As she got closer, she saw him eating.

Rafael said, sipping from a bottle of alcohol, “Huh, you’re here!”

Noticing someone, he quickly set down his fork and walked over. As he neared, he saw the tall, beautiful woman.

He couldn’t help but swallow. The other day, standing close to her, he’d smelled her intoxicating fragrance.

He thought, Stars are always more beautiful than ordinary women. They seem to carry a natural fragrance, as if born with it. Rafael had touched her body that day, and the scent still lingered on his hand.

She began to question him, “Were you… last night…”

Before she could finish, Rafael stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and pulled her inside.