Because "Cat Manual" contains many spells that need to be cast through the eyes, previously she couldn’t see and could only choose to attack with force. Now that she has sight, she directly uses Spiritual Control to drown this scum. A person like this, keeping him around would only make him a traitor, so his death solves all problems, trash.

She used Spiritual Control to make him walk into the river and sink, only retracting her spiritual power after seeing him swept away by the water.

This person, even if not dead, would be battered senseless by the rapids, especially since he wasn’t fully conscious.

She didn’t directly kill him; on one hand, she didn’t want to stain her hands with blood, and on the other hand, it was also repaying him for dragging her ashore.

Looking down at what she was wearing, it was truly tattered, gray and patched all over, her hair hadn’t been washed in who knows how long, she looked just like a female beggar. If not for this relatively clean face, she might not have been bullied so much; thinking about it, it’s really tragic.

Just having regained her vision, her eyes couldn’t quite adapt to the scorching sunlight, so she had to hide in the grove by the riverside.

She was in a mountainous area, as for when during the Republic, judging by the fact that the man didn’t have a pigtail, it definitely wasn’t Late Qing and Early Republic.

Where exactly in the mountains, she didn’t know either, as the girl hadn’t left the mountains since childhood. The Old Lady survived by picking wild vegetables and fruits from the woods, occasionally catching fish if lucky, barely raising her, which made her very thin and severely malnourished.

No more fields, and the System Mall was gone too, she hadn’t seen it for many lifetimes.

Seek revenge as much as possible, but for the rest, she needs to verify everyone in the village one by one.

The key issue now is to fill her stomach, she was starving.

It was the height of summer, with mosquitoes, rats, and ants running rampant in the mountains, if her ears could hear, she might have heard cicadas chirping.

The scenery here was nice, a large waterfall was visible in the distance, with the river rushing downward fiercely, catching fish here was definitely impossible, she had to find a way downstream. She tried hard to search her memory, but found it blank, couldn’t find anything, the way home seemed hard to find, also bewildered as to how the girl came to these deep old forests.

She wasn’t there by choice, she was swept here after jumping into the river, coincidentally crashed into by that punk who dragged her ashore, originally intending to abuse her while she was still alive. Who would have thought that the awakened person was no longer the old, easily exploited Ma Lu?

Afterward, Ma Lu wandered in the mountains, afraid of snakes due to the dense underbrush, took a thick tree branch as a cane, tapping everywhere, if wild vegetables were recognizable, she’d toss them into space, except for unfamiliar wild mushrooms and fruits, those were not to be touched, dying from eating them would be a headache.

Completely unaware that she was moving further from her original village, she survived in the Beast World, relied on the plants in the mountains to find her way, following the water flow from dawn till dusk, eating wild vegetables raw, drinking stream water, using tile jars for water, sleeping in space, after many days, not knowing how many, probably ten to fifteen days or so, before she made it out of the forest and found a road.

Following this road, she arrived at a nearby town, at this point her look was somewhat presentable, despite the tatters, people in the mountains were poor, she was no exception.

As for her body, she’d been soaked repeatedly while catching fish in the mountain streams, thoroughly cleaned!

The one problem was her mess of hair, without scissors, she couldn’t cut it off, so she made fire in the mountains, washed her tangled, dried hair to grey streaks with plant ashes left from roasting fish, oh my, it was disgusting, even lice infested, washed it over and over until seemingly clean, before emerging from the water, her head aching by then, and staggered to the town.

Because her hair was too long, she found a barber shop and asked if they accepted hair, wigs existed during the Republic period, so there was demand for hair, hers reached her waist, once cleaned it was black and of seemingly good quality, luckily the owner nodded at her, so she readily said.

"Then cut my hair and sell it, cut it short, like your men’s style."

She didn’t care for looks now, only for survival, without money it was impossible, selling hair?

It was a bit of a fluke.