Just as Chun Mian was thinking, she saw a vine suddenly shoot out from the building in front of them. Of course, that wasn't the main point. After all, this kind of scene was perfectly normal in the apocalypse. Who hasn't seen a plant or two mutate into a monster? What was abnormal was that a person was bundled up in those tangled vines. With disheveled hair, the person looked like a woman, but their face was obscured. Unable to see any primary sexual characteristics, Chun Mian couldn't be sure if they were male or female. After all, these days, some men in the arts had hair even longer than women's. So, relying solely on hair length was no way to judge.
Since the vine had extended from the third floor of the building right in front of them, Chun Mian only needed to focus her eyes to see clearly that the plant binding the person was a mutated pothos.
Oh ho! Now this was exciting.
