Jiang Yue pressed her finger against the soil beneath the wild vegetables; it was indeed still black wasteland soil. But how had a sprout of wild vegetables grown here? The plant was full of life, fresh and vibrant, just like those that sprout in the crevices between rocks.
Right, it was growing in the wasteland.
But wasn't this wasteland unable to support any plant life?
She had tried it in her original world.
Jiang Yue extended a finger to touch the small puddle of water—how had water suddenly appeared? She was even more puzzled.
She glanced around. The land was still clearly black wasteland.
Unable to figure it out, Jiang Yue went back to the high-tech room to check the control panel and the big screen, but there were no hints.
Unable to understand, Jiang Yue stopped thinking about it.
This space was magical in its own right.
However, now that grass had grown, didn't it mean that things could be planted on this wasteland?