Within the Chaotic Star Region, the atmosphere suddenly turned rather strange.
Nothing was more frightening than sudden silence.
By herself, Dawnlight Slug had thrown Wang Teng and the Hangguang Tree into an incomparably awkward situation.
And yet, Dawnlight Slug somehow felt that wasn't enough and kept stirring things up.
"Hurry up, Wang Teng! Hangguang's big pomelos are about to be sucked flat by you!"
Seeing Wang Teng still standing there in a daze, it shouted again.
"B-Big pomelos?"
The Hangguang Tree's tree spirit was instantly bewildered, her mind unable to catch up. Then she suddenly noticed the suggestive look in Dawnlight Slug's eyes and followed its gaze downward.
The corner of her mouth immediately twitched.
"Dawnlight, shut up!" She finally understood and cried out in embarrassment and anger.
What did it mean, big pomelos?
Were hers really that big?
No... Back then, she had shaped her figure after that lady's appearance. They did seem rather large.
But she had never paid attention to such things.
As the tree spirit of a tree, when had the Hangguang Tree ever taken the initiative to learn about such matters?
Back on Light Fuzz Planet, she had only witnessed the reproduction of the Light Fuzz Spirits.
In her view, it had been something entirely natural—something that could even be called sacred.
The reproduction of a race, the continuation of life.
Wasn't that sacred?
Yet Dawnlight Slug's suggestive words had made a trace of embarrassment and irritation rise within her involuntarily.
The emotion had come far too suddenly. It should not have appeared at all.
Just as she had said before, she had always considered such things sacred and had never thought there was anything to be ashamed of.
So what exactly was going on now?
The moment those embarrassed and angry words left her