there were a few empty pages in the middle of the last record book.
when youzi saw the words appear on the next page, three months had passed.
All the words had become a little flustered. It was obvious that he had gone through something, and his entire state was not quite the same.
Youzi clenched her fists, and the content on the paper started to turn dark and bitter.
he noticed that at the bottom of the page, a line of words seemed to have been wet with tears, and the ink was smudged.
He could barely make out the contents.
Little white was the first to suffer from the side effects. It let out a sharp and loud roar, smashing everything around it. in the end, he even knocked his head against the tree next to him.
[ it was growing too fast. It almost knocked down the thin tree. I think its head and body must be in great pain. ]
