Time passed swiftly in the forest for Mu Lin, but for Jing Youlan's group, it seems rather slow.
Before they knew it, the seventh day had arrived. Just one more night, and the next day they would face the next challenge; however, after the previous "forced seizure", these few days have been unusual for them, with no one challenging or encountering other teams.
Anticipation of nothing is incredibly disappointing.
"What's Little Mu Mu up to now?" Over the past few days, as they're bored, Mu Lin has been continuously busy. She's always fidgeting and occasionally collecting some unknown things.
However, their intuition told them that it wouldn't be anything good, possibly even terrifying, so it's better not to be curious.
Hearing Yang Yuebin's words, Mu Lin stood up and walked towards them.
"Herb... Plant." Seeing what Mu Lin was holding in her hand, he initially wanted to say herb, but added the word plant at the end.
