"And the gardeners, who have been screaming at the plants in the greenhouse all morning, are like fanatical believers in a cult. When will your 'new god' come to accept their prayers?"
Caleb Bai couldn't help but laugh at the newly received news. His eyes glanced at the seeds planted in the small flower pot in front of the car. There was still no sign of germination.
He replied: "It shouldn't take more than seven days."
Maybe.
Although Caleb Bai was confident, three days passed in the blink of an eye. The seeds in the small flowerpot didn't even have a crack in their shells, and the soil was extremely calm, and they became whatever they were buried in.
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