Within 10 seconds, it grew to become a palm-sized, green plant wherein a green bud the size of a fist developed on top of it.
Crack!
It broke open then from it flowed transparent, slimy fluid that fell on the carpet.
Intense stench immediately diffused in the air.
This caused Angele to jump up from the bed and look at the plant frowningly. Once the golden bird saw Angele already awoken, it flew away from the windowsill after fluttering its wings.
Cough! Cough!
The broken-open green bud started coughing as if it was a person. The plant soon leaned down and acted seemingly as if it choked on the slimy fluid.
"I apologize for interrupting your nice dream," an old woman's voice came from the bud, "Did you notice recovering faster than usual while you're here in the heart of the tree?"
Angele avoided the slimy fluid and stood in front of the bud, his brow still furrowed.
