"What happened?"
Ansheng, who was asking Jin Wanlin for a cold cola and getting ready for MVP calculations, turned around with a hint of confusion when Ah Qing called him.
"Look..."
Ah Qing took out the Treasure Mushroom; originally half a meter tall, the mushroom had mysteriously shrunk by twenty centimeters at some point.
"Huh?"
Ansheng was stunned, filled with surprise as he looked at the Treasure Mushroom, which seemed to have shrunk even after being full.
"You... didn't find it dirty and throw it in a pot to boil it vigorously, washing it with salt, did you?"
"Where would I get a frying pan..." Ah Qing pinched the cheek of the little fox that was full of nonsense and said:
"I was just about to put it in the box with the black mushroom when the Treasure Mushroom shuddered and its size suddenly decreased by a large portion..."
Ah Qing told the little fox everything that had just happened in detail.
