Chapter 11 Home.

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"Don't I also have a bright red fruit?" Fatty Zhou carefully, opened his backpack, the grass he dug up earlier was still there, wrapped in a transparent bag, thus also isolating the aroma from spreading.

    On that grass, there was a reddish fruit, as big as a fist, crystallised like a red onyx, slightly opening the bag, a rich fragrance immediately overflowed.

    "You say, if I eat it, will it grow something too?" Fatty doubted, very torn.

    This time, Chu Feng did not laugh, but looked solemn, earlier if he did not know it would be just that, now it seemed that this mutated plant gave birth to extraordinary fruits.

    "You wait for a moment and see if that person who gave birth to silver wings will still be reported." Chu Feng said.

    "How can it smell like this, what kind of fruit are you taking?" The middle-aged uncle who was driving the car looked surprised.

    The car was extremely fast, moving away from that small town and driving along the road to the end of the horizon.

    "A wild fruit, don't know what kind, don't quite dare to eat it." Fatty Zhou said.

    He indeed didn't dare to eat it indiscriminately, in case what grew out wasn't wings, but a horn, or a tail, in that case he wouldn't even have a place to cry.

    "Don't eat it indiscriminately if you don't understand it, in case you get poisoned, you'll be in trouble." The middle-aged uncle kindly reminded, then he sighed, worrying about his family.

    He only worked in that small town behind him, his family was not there, in another town, hundreds of miles away, he didn't know how his family was doing.

    During the night, visions appeared in many places, especially after experiencing it himself, it made him scared, hoping to reach home earlier, so this journey could be considered a windy one.

    It must be said that the middle-aged uncle's car skills are very high, incomparably thrilling overtaking, back and forth bumps and shaking, so that Fatty Zhou almost vomited.

    "Convinced, uncle, I count myself convinced!" Zhou Quan began to feel stimulated, but later directly atrophied, just short of foaming at the mouth.

    Outside the car window, the trees on both sides of the road receded at great speed, it was Chu Feng who was a little dizzy, really worried that such a drag race would result in a dangerous accident.

    He looked backward, that huge vine was green and green, enveloping the sky and blocking the sun, it was still clearly visible now, it had not yet left the range it was in.

    It was suspended in mid-air, its main body far from the ground, like a huge green city that was as high as the sky, or like a rolling mountain peak, magnificent and boundless.

    How huge must this be? But it was a relief to think about it, how else could it rip down an artificial satellite.

    The middle-aged uncle soared out for hundreds of miles in one breath, and only slowed down when he entered another small city, as there were more vehicles.

    "There's a follow-up report, look, that person with silver wings can really fly in midair, and his body is covered in silver light, this is too amazing, however, looking at ...... it's very godly ah!"

    Zhou Quan pointed to Chu Feng, and on the communicator, the picture of that person was clear.

    It was a young man, very handsome, and when his body emitted silver light, his pupils were also brilliant, with silver awns blooming, and even his hair became snowy bright.

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