Nobody chatted on the road; Old Uncle Qiu walked in utter solitude, and Bai Junjun was no different.
She hadn't dared to slack off for a moment in shuttling the energy of plants and trees back and forth.
Yet, for the whole afternoon, she had not even fully absorbed the energy from such a tiny twig.
The sesame seed-sized energy inside her body remained just that, at most a tiny bit plumper than before.
Having grown accustomed to a full Special Ability Value, Bai Junjun felt incredibly frustrated returning to a period of meager growth.
Despite her desire to continue nurturing her Special Ability discreetly, she couldn't lie in the cart all the time.
After all, no normal person could sleep for so long; otherwise, Old Uncle Qiu might think she was sick.
Bai Junjun had no choice but to get up.