Imperceptibly, the proliferation of the ‘white radishes’ had far exceeded Lin Sanjiu's imagination.
After running multiple 250-meters distances, she was already very far from the initial campsite. If Lin Sanjiu had to turn back now, she probably couldn’t even find the right direction.
She did not meet a single living creature within this vast area. Even posthumans with their remarkable abilities were nowhere to be seen. They were probably caught off guard and had all fell into the radishes’ snare.
Lin Sanjiu couldn’t help feeling a little worried. Even if Gong Daoyi was powerful, he couldn’t fly. After she had sent out that paper crane, she had yet to receive a reply and she couldn’t help wondering how he was now.
"Hey, I think my pants are going to fall off soon. Can you think of a way to let me adjust them?"
