Zhang Qingfang was even more excited than Shen Baoying. She crouched down, patting and examining the radish from all sides as if she'd found an incredible treasure.
She kept muttering, "My god, has this radish become a spirit? Can it talk?"
Everyone was amused and started laughing.
Jiang Si said, "It hadn't become a spirit yet before I pulled it out. I've ruined its cultivation, so now we can only eat it."
"HAHAHA..."
Jiang Linhai peered into the bucket. Seeing the krill-like fish inside, he said excitedly, "What kind of fish are these? I've never seen them before."
Jiang Si wasn't sure either. Jiang Linhai said casually, "Then let's just call them long fish and small fish. This red one looks like a maple leaf, so let's call it a maple leaf fish."
Jiang Si pointed to the red maple leaf fish and said, "I don't know if this one is poisonous. We should probably release it."
In this frozen world, the standard for judging danger was color.
The more beautiful, the more venomous.
