My Precious Find

I ended up in a world where adventurers aren’t rare. We are incredibly useful, so the natives hunt for us like mushrooms while walking around the reserve. I’m not going to be someone’s find, and by successfully pretending to be local, I hide my gift hoping that one day I’ll be able to escape to Earth. But my genius plan is interrupted by a mind-blowing hiss.

How long will I last? Or will I reveal myself to my own death?