In the end of the world, there is a spring and space

Chapter 163 Venus flytrap

Yan Feng recovered from his trance, seeing Ling Yanwei's distressed look in mid-air, he quickly pulled up those kneeling villagers.

And explained to them that after the end of the world, a few people in the world will have supernatural powers.

Everyone was amazed, and they also felt a little lost.

After all, there are more than 50 people in the whole village, but there is not even one person who has awakened a supernatural power, which is really a pity.

At this time, Zhang Wenju was still standing on the ground, and the rhizomes had lost other targets, so they could only aim at Zhang Wenju.

Dozens of rhizomes tightly bound his ankles.

Just when the sharp tips of those rhizomes were about to pierce Zhang Wenju's flesh.

His feet that had already turned into trees instantly protruded sharp roots that were more numerous than those roots, and these roots pierced into those roots extremely quickly.

The energy of dozens of rhizomes was absorbed by the roots, and all flowed into Zhang Wenju's body.

There were more than a dozen taller plants and trees around him, which instantly became dry.

The energy of these mutated plants is of the same origin as the supernatural energy in Zhang Wenju's body, and has the effect of nourishing.

Absorbing the energy of mutated plants through arborization is also a means of indirectly absorbing plant crystal nuclei, and the absorption is comprehensive and has no side effects.

Zhang Wenju has this ability, which is a blessing in disguise.

He eliminated these mutated plants in an instant, thinking that the villagers would definitely admire him.

With a very confident smile, he turned around and looked behind him.

The result was different from what he had imagined. Those people stared at the sky in fear, and some even knelt down.

It wasn't until Yan Feng told them that they suddenly realized.

Looking up along their line of sight, Ling Yanwei was standing in the air.

Zhang Wenju had a mournful face, his limelight was completely overshadowed by his own sister.

"Sister Weiwei, don't fly at every turn! Brother, no one will watch my performance!" Zhang Wenju said with his head raised.

Seeing that he had cleaned up the mutated plants around him, Ling Yanwei landed on the ground calmly.

"Second Brother Zhang, I don't want to either. Who knew there was such a thing as superstition here?" Ling Yanwei whispered to him, her face showing apathetic expression.

This time, Zhang Wenju left alone. Ling Yanwei watched from a distance, ready to help at any time.

Zhang Wenju walked a few tens of meters further, and saw a dense clump of flytraps not far away.

That clump of Flytraps was different from the usual ones, it looked particularly big, and the pair of leaves were the size of a human head.

However, they are all closed at this time, and there is no way to see how dangerous they are.

He approached cautiously, those flytraps that looked unusual.

He got closer and closer, but the flytraps never responded.

"It may be that the Flytraps in the deep mountains are rich in nutrients, so it is not surprising that they grow bigger." Zhang Wenju thought to himself.

But this idea was rejected by him in the next second.

Because when he was less than an arm's length away from the Flytrap, several Flytraps around him suddenly exploded.

The wide leaves opened suddenly, revealing the sharp thorns hidden inside the leaves, like mouths full of blood, biting towards Zhang Wenju's body.

"Damn, dare to catch me, grandpa? Am I a fly?" Zhang Wenju shouted.

The five fingers turned into tree vines and swept towards the stems of the flytrap.

Those grass stems were mutated to be quite tough, but they became vulnerable in front of Zhang Wenju's three-level tree-like rattan hand and were cut off directly.

(End of this chapter)