The rain stopped in the afternoon. Grandma Meng, who had been staying at home all day, was worried about the crops in the yard. She picked up her hoe and went out to check, and immediately noticed the different states of the mutated plants in the yard.
She exclaimed in confusion, "Huh?"
Both were mutated plants, and both were drenched in virus-laden rain all day, yet their conditions were completely different.
Even the mutated scallions, ginger, chili peppers, and cabbages that had been sprinkled with inhibitory powder still exhibited a slight defensive state, immediately perking up at the slightest passing of any living creature or any disturbance.
The green flower wall that had withered under the rain, the mutated pine tree at the entrance, and the brightly blooming emerald flowers under the pine tree—all these things seemed just as normal to her when she appeared.
Granny Meng stood quietly for a while, unable to understand.
But her intuition told her that something was fishy, and that it was related to Zhao Xiaoxiu.
Because the Green Fairy and the Jade Pearl Flower were both brought back and planted by the little girl herself.
There are other mutated crops in the back hills and planting areas. After checking the yard, Grandma Meng put on her raincoat, put on her umbrella hat, and went out.
First, let's go check on the crops in the garden. The sweet potato seedlings are well protected by the green wall. The mutated crops next door are in a similar state to the peppers and cabbages in the yard. They are not aggressive, but they are very sensitive to external reactions.
After visiting the plantation, Granny Meng went to see the rabbit shed under the lonely big tree.
The two chickens didn't stay in their own coop; instead, they flew to the rabbit shed and squatted in the hay nest with the two rabbits, staring at each other.
"They didn't actually fight?" Granny Meng exclaimed in amazement.
With the shelter from the rain, they didn't get wet and wouldn't go berserk. Granny Meng tried to drive the two flying chickens back to their nest, but failed, so she gave up and continued to the back mountain.
After the spring, the mother and her two children went up the mountain and brought back a lot of edible low-level mutated fruit trees, which they planted next to Zhao Xiaoxiu's mutated jujubes and evolved persimmons.
Just like the jujubes she planted, each one was individually surrounded by stones or fenced with wooden planks.
And to prevent them from fighting, they are kept ten meters apart.
Of the mutated fruit trees that the mother and her two children brought back, almost half of them died, possibly due to acclimatization issues or insect infestation.
The remaining half didn't fare much better either, constantly teetering on the brink of death.
However, these fruit trees, which were barely alive today, were now sprawled out and full of energy after being rained on all night. They seemed to sense the approach of humans and their trunks were trembling with excitement.
Only the two mutated jujube trees, which had grown to be as tall as a person, remained as calm as ever.
However, thanks to the abundant rain, many tender buds have sprouted on the branches, curled up, just waiting for the next rain to arrive so they can fully unfold.
These two jujube trees were planted by Zhao Xiaoxiu herself, starting from seeds. They not only thrived and looked like they would bear fruit in the fall, but they also calmly weathered the first heavy rain of the rainy season.
It looks exactly the same as the evolved persimmon tree next to it; the virus in the rain no longer affects them.
Granny Meng couldn't help but wonder what would happen if she ate the fruit from these two mutated jujube trees.
Could it also allow humans to be free from the effects of viruses, reproduce normally, and die normally?
Granny Meng was startled by her own thoughts.
A dark shadow loomed over her head, and her vision suddenly went dark. She hurriedly looked up, and with her other hand, which wasn't holding the hoe, she simultaneously gripped the gun strap on her shoulder.
"Peter Pan?" Upon seeing the familiar fish shadow, Granny Meng breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't spit out the other half until he was sure that the mutated floating fish swimming above him in the drizzle wasn't in a frenzied, predatory state.
Rainy days are Peter Pan's freest moments; he can fly anywhere that rains.
Huh?
I saw a human. Oh, it's the little master's neighbor, Grandma.
Peter Pan stopped in the air above the back mountain and looked curiously at the person on the ground, wondering what he was going to do.
Caught off guard, Granny Meng met a pair of tiny fish eyes.
She waved awkwardly, turned around, and hurried home. She couldn't stand having such a huge mutant staring at her from above.
Peter Pan's Fish was confused. Why did she leave again?
Thinking that its little master was also in that house, it flicked its tail and simply followed.
The drizzle turned into a moderate rain, with raindrops pattering on the eaves, windowsills, and muddy ground, greedily absorbed by the plants, making their branches and leaves grow ever more lush.
The rain intensified, and Zhao Xiaoxiu could no longer sit at the doorway. She picked up a small stool and prepared to go inside when she sensed Peter Pan's cheerful call.
Immediately afterwards, a large silver fish flew over her yard, circling around the open space, beckoning Zhao Xiaoxiu to come out and play with it.
Let's go outside and see what it's like outside!
Peter Pan excitedly conveyed his thoughts to Zhao Xiaoxiu.
It was getting dark, and Zhao Xiaoxiu refused, saying, "Go play by yourself, but remember not to go too far, or you'll be in big trouble if someone catches you."
Fearing it would run away, Zhao Xiaoxiu deliberately scared it.
Peter Pan wasn't like Little Witch, a coward who wouldn't dare leave his territory. Although he couldn't invite his little master to go out with him, he still went by himself.
However, they didn't go too far; they just ran from area B to the other two planting areas in area AC and took a look at the excitement.
Peter Pan is like a three- or four-year-old child, interested in everything, and fearless like a newborn calf. He'll stop and stare at anyone wearing a raincoat on the street.
Fortunately, the man found it even more terrifying and ran away. The fish left with its whiskers and tail intact, and returned with its whiskers and tail intact as well.
Zhao Xiaoxiu and her father were finishing dinner when Little Flying Man lay on the roof, telling her about what he had seen and heard that day.
"Xiaoxiu, Xiaoxiu, the river in the C District plantation has swelled and flooded the plantation roads. The patrol station's vehicle can't get out because the patrol station is also flooded."
"In Area A, a lord's sweet potato field had its protective wall gnawed through by a group of mutated rats... On the way back, I also saw many people left in the mountains. They lived in very strange houses; those houses were so light that they would fly away in a strong wind..."
A strange house? Living in the mountains?
Zhao Xiaoxiu immediately thought of the Green Wilderness Alliance. Little Flying Man must have been referring to their camp. Was it really that rudimentary?
"Don't they even have a wall?" Zhao Xiaoxiu asked herself.
Peter Pan asked her, puzzled, what a wall was.
Zhao Xiaoxiu said it was like the Green Fairy's green wall, a place where mutants couldn't get in.
Peter Pan flicked his fishtail, sweeping away the weeds and fallen leaves on the awning. He told Zhao Xiaoxiu that he had seen a wall, but it was very flimsy, made of planks and thick sticks. A group of mutated wolves rushed in and smashed a big hole in it.
Those flimsy tents all collapsed, and the people inside screamed and yelled before being carried away by mutated wolves.
Peter Pan's tiny fish brain pondered for a moment, then invited Zhao Xiaoxiu to go to a farther place together the next day.
It was so curious about what would happen to the people on the mountain, and wanted to see where they would go to take shelter from the rain.
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