Gathering of the Degenerate Species

However, after thinking about it for about ten minutes, Lan Qingyou gave up on the problem and threw it over to Alisa instead.

After all, the one who should have a headache right now is her, not herself.

Write a note, stick it on, store it in a Card, and send it.

It was done in one go without a single pause.

After finishing, Lan Qingyou did not return to the Shelter, but instead went to the Herb Garden in the northwest.

She had obtained quite a few rare medicinal herbs on this trip, and all of them needed to be planted now to let them grow.

After all, a Herb Garden that can accelerate growth means these herbs can mature much faster.

When they are needed later, there won't even be any need for the complicated process of digging them up.

One would only need to pluck a few leaves or stems.

After all, as long as the medicinal efficacy is good, Lan Qingyou could squeeze juice out of even a single leaf.

So, there was no need to worry about that aspect.

Anyway, with Ursula, the manager of the Herb Garden, there, she could just have a word with her when the time came, and she trusted that these rare medicinal herbs would be well cared for.

"Have you heard? It seems like some kind of Undead Race has appeared in the west."

"Undead Race? What is that? Is it a new race that just popped up?"

"Is it the kind of undead from movies and games? Or is there some new gimmick to their positioning?"

"I know about this; I ran into them a couple of days ago. A bunch of guys who fight like they don't care about their lives."

"I ran into them too. Aside