Although it's making ice cream, it's actually making ice eggs.
On the mountain top, Qian Qi glanced at the time on his Light Brain, then looked toward the cliff full of Fireworks Grass.
"Soon, the Fireworks Grass will fold its leaves." Qian Qi turned to Leng Yuntian and said, "It will block the outlet for ejecting smoke spores."
Three family army commanders also came up; among them, the He Family commander couldn't help but interrupt, "Even though it's folded up, it's just slightly slow to react and will still eject smoke spores in the end."
Qian Qi looked at him indifferently, "So what?"
"What do you mean, so what? If we go over, we'll still inhale spores and trigger lung disease!" the He Family commander snapped, "We once thought the Fireworks Grass had entered a rest period during the day, and ended up suffering greatly!"
Qian Qi replied with an "Oh," and sighed, "Then you were quite foolish."
He Family commander: ?
