Dark clouds covered the sky.
In the dimly lit great hall, plants bearing fruit were swaying violently in the strong wind.
"Ying ying ying!"
Small and Big Eyes tied a bamboo frame to a purple-skinned tangerine to help it stand steady in the wind.
"Aow aow aow!"
Butterfly Knot sheltered a willow fruit from the wind with banana leaves.
These tasks, they often did before, familiar with them, not even needing to ask their master.
Bai Mo sat behind the bronze table, occasionally glancing at the Harlan Zhongli on the desk and typing some data into the notebook.
He had organized the knowledge framework about "fruits" from the Committee's expert database, now applying it to study Fox Mountain's Immortal Grass fruits, filling the framework with the characteristics of Immortal Grass.
"Current research on fruits even far exceeds that on stems."
Research on stems is mostly academic.
Research on fruits can truly bring economic benefits, bringing actual wealth.
