Moran successfully sneaked into the tall grass, quickly lowered his body, crossed his forearms to deflect the blades of grass, and began to move deeper into the grass.
The tall grass is very dense and contains many mutant plants. However, as long as Moran's skin is scratched and stained with the blood spilled from the wound, without exception, it will wither and curl, turning from emerald green to burnt black, and even the roots will begin to rot.
After learning their lesson, the mutated plants all stopped and stopped waving their leaves crazily.
Moran shook his arm, licked the slender bloody mouth on the back of his hand, and continued to move forward.
She planned to walk through the grass and hide in the forest ahead, waiting until the home star spacecraft left. Blue Star is not a place to stay for a long time. She must try to store enough crystal cores until the pirate merchant ship passes by and buys a place for herself.
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