The wheat that had just disappeared was now huddling near the fence, shivering, its leaves hugging one another tightly, almost as if it wanted to curl into a ball. If it had eyes, a nose, and a mouth, it would practically look like a person.
The wheat had mutated without anyone realizing it!
"Holy—!" Kim Haru swore in surprise, unable to hold back.
Go Okrim who is standing beside him, was also stunned by the sight. "When did this thing mutated? It was so quiet, not a single movement. If it hadn't feared you were really about to cut it down, it might never have shown its true form, huh?"
"This thing sure knows how to play dead."
Kim Haru had the same thought.
"Quick, go find some rope," he instructed Go Okrim immediately.
