The Firepower Group was fine. Xu Lang had sent them into the Hundred Ghost Layer ahead of time!
Evil Fuzzball was fine. Xu Lang had sent him into the Hundred Ghost Layer ahead of time!
The Guardian Spirits were fine. The little ones didn't have particularly intricate bodies, so gravity simply inflicted damage, and they could withstand it!
Xu Lang had read the script, after all. Though its information was vague, it still gave him something close to foresight, allowing him to avoid unnecessary trouble.
As for the Dream Ephemeral Flowers... Xu Lang truly had no solution for those.
The conditions for growing Dream Ephemeral Flowers were extremely demanding. They would rapidly wither once removed from the Spirit Field, and the Spirit Field was part of the dormitory, so he couldn't move it into Avici Purgatory.
Zhen Lu stared at the crushed Spirit Field, wanting to cry but finding no tears.
Besides the Dream Ephemeral Flowers, it had held plenty of crops that kept Demon King Castle self-sufficient, along with high-quality plants that improved the air.
They weren't particularly important, but she had poured her heart into them.
"It's all right." Xu Lang patted Zhen Lu's shoulder and comforted her. "As long as the Dream Ephemeral Flower seeds are still there, we can grow them again."
"But they're all dead..." Zhen Lu was so distraught that she sank into a crouch.
Xu Lang hurriedly asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Get back to bed."
Even he felt uncomfortable under thirty times normal gravity.
And Zhen Lu's physical stats were certainly lower than his.
"Waaah!" Zhen Lu burst into tears.
Xu Lang clicked his tongue. Zhen Lu was a Beast Spirit Envoy, not a Plant Walker, yet she was so deeply attached to plants.
Had she really become a forest druid?
"Zhen