Nezha saw a group of people waiting on the ground, and he was a little puzzled. However, judging from the spiritual power fluctuations on these people, they were not a threat at all. So, he did not need to care about them.
After Nezha landed on the ground, he did not pay any attention to Madman and the others. Instead, he walked directly toward the white mycelia.
Nezha grabbed a bunch of mycelium and observed it carefully. Then, he threw away the mycelium and looked at Madman.
"Did you plant these things?"
Madman shook his head and said, "We did not plant them. Instead, we are trying to get rid of these things."
"D*mn, you want to get rid of such a good thing? You don't know how many people want this thing, but they can't find it. What you are trying to do is wasting a good resource."
Nezha's words made Madman confused. The mycelium was an evolutionary plant, and it could not be used. It was simply harmful.
