In his own room, Tang Zhen saw the lucky person who had obtained the mother tree's ability. She was a girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Her hair was withered and yellow, and she looked very thin. In front of Tang Zhen, she appeared to be uneasy and nervous.
She was wearing the new clothes that she had just been given, but because she was too thin, the denim clothes seemed empty on her body, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.
Who would have thought that this thin and weak girl had mastered an extremely important ability of the mother tree, and this ability formed a strong contrast with her physical condition.
Fortunately, after mastering the mother tree's ability, he would be unknowingly nourished by the mother tree's power, and his body would gradually become stronger.
"Don't be nervous. Tell me, what's your name?"
Tang Zhen looked at the girl who had a perturbed expression and tried his best to use a gentle tone to ask.
