Jiang Si touched the lush green pasture grass. Little Meng and the others couldn't hold back and were already eating it, one mouthful after another.
Jiang Linhai said, "This growth rate is a little unusual!"
Jiang Si nodded. "It really is a little unusual. This is just too fast!"
Shen Baoying also squatted down to touch the pasture grass. "The mammoths are fine after eating it, so it should be okay, right? Just like the mutated carrots?"
Jiang Si sighed. "The mutated carrots grew large, sure, but their growth rate wasn't as absurd as maturing in just two or three days!"
Zhang Qingfang nodded. "At the rate this pasture grass is growing, any other plants that might recover will lose their living space."
If it weren't for Jiang Si's Space Barrier, their descendants would likely only ever see this one type of plant in the future—pasture grass.
Jiang Si touched her belly, deeply worried about the future.
'I'm suddenly starting to regret having this child.'
