"Qin Lang, are you sure this thing in front is the Hurricane Core?"
Hearing a classmate's question, the tall, thin Qin Lang didn't answer immediately. He and three classmates were hiding behind a giant rock to shield themselves from the fierce wind, but his gaze was fixed on a crack in the rocks to the left ahead.
Three fruits were wedged in the crack, unmoved by the gusts of wind.
The fruits were the size of an adult's palm, with scales covering their surface. From each gap between the scales, a faint stream of air seeped out, emitting a luminous green glow that was highly visible even in this snowy world.
Qin Lang stared at the three fruits for a long time, his eyes growing wider, and the excitement on his face gradually overflowed. His excited voice rang out in the wind, "I can confirm, this is a Level 4 Spirit Plant, the Hurricane Core!"
