185 Falling in the Windy Plane_1

No, it's not. Instead, it was the original stocks that grew. After Ange slept for half a year and woke up, he found that not many sprouts had grown from the Elf Beans, but their growth habits were clearly recorded. As a result, he began to speed up their life cycles, forcibly accelerating the Elf Beans to their first productive period.

He now had 500 Elf Beans in his hands. However, after these beans had sprouted, the main stem of the Elf Beans withered. Although it hadn't completely died, it was barely alive. Without figuring out the cause, he couldn't accelerate them to their second productive period.

"What? So much effort and only 500 Elf Beans have grown? And you feed them to a cat?!" Negris was heartbroken.

A cat? Ange tilted his head in confusion, as did Little Angel, Little Zombie, and Little Sapling.

"What else could it be? Isn't this a cat? And it's a greedy cat. Even if it's an Evil God, it's a greedy cat Evil God." Negris grumpily pointed at the fluffy little paw.