This was a stalk of sugarcane just over twenty centimeters from her ear. It seemed that only at this distance could she hear the plants' murmurs.
As she asked, Bessie immediately received the sugarcane's response. The sugarcane answered her question in the affirmative.
Though it was still a soft murmur, though the response was more like a melody rather than actual human speech, Bessie was certain she could understand what it meant.
"I'm happy to meet you too!" Bessie instinctively conveyed the same feeling to the sugarcane that liked her.
After saying that, to make sure what had happened earlier was not merely something strange about this particular stalk of sugarcane, Bessie moved toward another stalk a little farther ahead.
After taking two steps and drawing close to it, she indeed heard the murmur emitted by this stalk of sugarcane as well!
"Bessie, how is it?" After waiting for more than a minute, during which Bessie had pressed her face close to three or four stalks of sugarcane in succession, Nalant finally could not help speaking.
This girl was whispering to sugarcane. Honestly, it was far stranger than Sherry talking to bees or sparrows.
"My lord, the sugarcane was talking to Bessie just now!" Bessie did not hide it. She immediately stepped out of the sugarcane field and spoke to Nalant.
"Very good!" Nalant knew this should be Natural Whisper—the ability to communicate with plants.
Upon hearing Nalant's praise, much of Bessie's uneasiness faded. After hesitating a moment, she cautiously said, "My lord, the sugarcane seems to like Bessie very much. One stalk also said it wanted to grow taller faster and asked Bessie to help it!"
"Oh? Then you can help it."
"My lord, can Bessie really do that?"
This question obviously was not asking whether Nalant permitted it.