"How much power could there be in a mutated chicken, yet the mutated plants took over ten minutes just to absorb it? This in itself should prove that their absorption rate is very slow, right?"
"That's true."
Xiao Mu nodded, glanced at the mutated plant Zhao Qian had just pulled from the mutated chicken, and then at the mutated plants Zhao Qian had planted in the soil, before concluding that the one in Zhao Qian's hand was significantly larger than those planted in the ground.
"I'm willing to cooperate with Brother Zhao and give it a try, but I want to choose the mutated plant—Brother Zhao, you can use that one."
As he spoke, Xiao Mu pointed at a mutated plant a dozen meters away in the soil.
"Which one?"
Following the direction of Xiao Mu's pointing finger, Zhao Qian glanced and noticed that the selected mutated plant was the smallest in size at the scene.
