"There are so many islands in the middle of the Great Slave Lake..."
The first thing Chen Wen noticed was the islands in the lake.
About 500 meters from the shore, and roughly over a kilometer away from where he was, he could see a small island.
It's not large.
But there should be some animals living on it, or some edible plants growing.
And further beyond this small island, even through the faint mist.
Chen Wen could also see a big island.
It's very large.
And he remembered, from his shelter, islands could be seen as well.
When the lake is frozen over or if he finds a boat, he could visit these islands in the lake.
Chen Wen thought as he continued to look elsewhere.
On the shaded side of the slope, Chen Wen saw a barren area, an expanse of exposed rock.
If it were just rocks, Chen Wen wouldn't be interested.
But on top of those rocks, there was a dark mass of something resembling wood ear fungus.
At a glance, Chen Wen recognized what it was.
