From the edge of the protected area, they headed northeast.
The migration team soon arrived at their first stop, the foot of the giant snow ridge spruce.
Looking at the huge monster in front of them, the wolves were somewhat amazed that there were such huge mutated plants here.
The little wolves curiously moved to the bottom of the giant tree. Sometimes they used their noses to sniff the other party’s scent, and sometimes they used their claws to touch the texture of the tree trunk.
Unlike the reactions of the ordinary members, Su Ming used his good line of sight to look up at the position of the snow ridge spruce tree trunk, which was dozens of meters high.
It could be seen that the fruit produced by the other party had gradually turned from a bronze color to silver-white. Compared to the day before when Su Ming met it, it had changed quite a bit.
A large amount of silver-white covered the surface of the fruit, leaving only a trace of bronze.
