Zhou Xuan's heart stirred. He casually picked out a small piece of meat that looked relatively clean and still carried a faint trace of Spiritual Energy from the pile of scraps, then tossed it straight at Little Flower.
Plop.
The piece of meat landed precisely beside Little Flower's stem.
The next moment, an astonishing scene unfolded.
The soil around Little Flower's roots churned. Several roots, visible to the naked eye, burst from the earth like nimble tentacles, wrapped tightly around the scrap in an instant, then dragged it sharply underground.
The whole process was as quick as lightning, taking no more than the blink of an eye.
Right after that, Little Flower's two leaves swayed even more cheerfully, as though it were a child who had just gotten candy, radiating utter satisfaction.
"This is..."
Tan Lei gaped at the sight. Pointing at the bizarre plant, he stammered, "Brother Xuan, is this why you wanted all this stuff? To feed it?"
He really couldn't find the right words to describe Little Flower.
If it was a plant, what plant ate meat?
If it was a Demon Beast, then why was it rooted in the soil, with two big leaves—clearly the shape of a plant?
This thing was just too bizarre!
"Feed it?"
Zhou Xuan glanced at Little Flower, happily eating away, and shook his head. "It can't eat this much."
He crouched down, ignoring the stench, and carefully examined the so-called kitchen waste.
He picked up a piece between his fingers and could clearly feel the Spiritual Energy it contained. It was impure, but it was there.
And compared to the violent Spiritual Energy in the Mutated Spirit Rice, it was much gentler and easier for the human body to absorb.
"System, scan the conversion value of this stuff," Zhou Xuan