The next instant, the massive mutated wheat shrank down to the size of a regular wheat plant. It wrapped its leaf around the hand Kim Haru was holding it with and climbed onto his arm, snugly clinging to him.
The wheat head at the top even nuzzled against him from side to side.
With Little Wheatie wrapped around his arm, Kim Haru walked straight toward the Pyeongseong Safe Zone Commander.
The Safe Zone Commander didn't move, he was too stunned by the turn of events to even know how to react.
The surrounding crowd was equally dumbfounded, their faces frozen in shock. Many of them hadn't managed to control their expressions, their mouths agape.
"Goodness gracious, does this mutated wheat really belong to Mr. Kim?"
"…And it even knows how to act spoiled?"
"It's more clingy than my daughter!"
"Mr. Kim is truly amazing!"
