When Chen Luo returned to his courtyard, Rice came up to him, dragged him into a corner, and pointed at a vivid purple flower.
"Look, Chen Luo! A pretty little flower grew here. It wasn't here yesterday."
In just one day, a little flower had sprouted, stubbornly pushing its way out of the ground. Its slender stem and leaves had grown half a meter tall.
The flower had yet to mature.
Chen Luo examined it carefully, then shook his head. "Rice, this flower is poisonous. It smells lovely when it blooms, but that scent will make you nauseous. We'd better get rid of it."
This flower was a mutant plant.
After the torrential rain, mutant creatures and mutant plants had begun appearing in large numbers, but not overnight. It would take time.
After a while, vast numbers of plants would grow on the mountains and in the woods.
The vast majority of mutant creatures and plants weren't strong. They were weak enough to burn away with a single fire.
Even the stronger exceptions had their limits.
Of course, they were only weak relative to Chen Luo.
But almost all mutant plants were poisonous. The flower before him, for instance, released a scent that caused nausea, though level four survivors were immune.
Rice was different. Even at level seven, Rice's physical constitution remained the same as before the apocalypse.
It was very strange.
To keep Rice from getting hurt, he could only ruthlessly destroy the flower.
"Oh," Rice said in disappointment.
Chen Luo smiled. "If you like flowers, I'll have Meng Yin and Ouyang Lu improve them. They'll definitely be able to grow pretty, harmless flowers."
Ma Yu came over and, after getting Chen Luo's permission, pulled the flower out.
Ma Yu said, "I'll try adding this flower to the ribbonfish."