"What does that mean?"
Lin Xian's gaze turned to the peculiar Disaster Plant. Previously, he hadn't paid much attention to it, but now, following Ding Junyi's reminder, he realized that the flower indeed... had become redder.
"It's not your illusion." As if guessing what Lin Xian was about to say, Ding Junyi picked up a mobile terminal and pulled up some comparative data, handing it over to Lin Xian.
"The red glow, the opening and closing of the flower's core—there's a significant change."
Lin Xian examined the surveillance comparisons on the mobile terminal, frowning.
"So what does this signify? The flower has bloomed?"
