Bai Xizhu only survived three years in the apocalypse before she died. Returning to before the apocalypse, she accidentally activated a portable space, which came with ancient mythical beasts from ...
Over here, Bai Xizhu accepted the things Zhang Yiming gave her, looking completely bewildered.
It was heavy, wrapped in layers of cloth, making it impossible to tell what it was.
Bai Xizhu tried to unravel the layers of cloth one by one, but it seemed like she could never get to the bottom.
The fabrics were clean and dry, clearly untouched by any contamination or dampness. Not even dust could get in, let alone black blood.
Layer upon layer, in no time, a layer of fabric was piled up in front of Bai Xizhu.
Just when Bai Xizhu thought Zhang Yiming had given her a fluffy ball to play with, she finally unpacked it to the very back.
Inside was a dry, withered branch, from which red sap slowly seeped out, looking like fresh blood.
"This is... a branch of a dragon blood tree, isn't it?"
The base commander stared blankly at the branch in Bai Xizhu's hand for a moment.
Dragon's blood tree can be used to extract blood stasis, which is very effective in promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, promoting tissue regeneration, and healing sores.
None of us are professionals, so let's not even think about extracting dragon's blood.
However, the branch in Bai Xizhu's hand exuded a rich vitality. It was a branch of a mutated dragon blood tree. There was no need to extract the blood essence; even just applying the sap to the wound could effectively treat external injuries.
Dragon blood tree is particularly effective at treating external injuries, almost comparable to the hibiscus tree, a natural "doctor".
"Hmm." Zhang Yiming nodded gently. "Tang found this by chance, it didn't take much effort, hurry up and apply it!"
The deliberate search became occasional, and even the people who were found had changed.
Bai Xizhu was unaware, but Leng Yebai glanced at Zhang Yiming.
"Okay, thank you!" Bai Xizhu smiled. "I must get to know that friend named Tangtang tomorrow."
She still can't remember who Tangtang is. She only knows that when she woke up, there was a cute little boy there, but she doesn't know if it was him.
Because at that time her thoughts were in disarray, and she didn't know who was who.
"Um."
Zhang Yiming's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly, and he gave a soft "hmm".