Chapter Eight Hundred and Thirty-Three: Helicopter

The Mutant Man-Eating Flower had only four plants, so the replenishment of special ability power was not very fast. Su Jin, feeling her own empty special ability power and the occasional fetal movements in her belly, unknowingly fell into a deep sleep amid the conversation between Lin Tianhui and Huang Yunxiang.

In her dream, she seemed to be in an entirely pure white world, when suddenly, she saw two flesh-colored little dumplings holding hands and walking towards her. The two little dumplings were very cute, vying with each other to tell her something babblingly.

"Baby talk or whatever, I can't understand it at all,"

Su Jin wanted to speak with a cry and a laugh but found she couldn't say anything at all.

So she squatted down, smiling at the two little meatballs, and couldn't help but reach out to rub their faces. Hearing the giggles from the little meatballs, she woke up with a laugh.

"What were you dreaming about, Xiao Jin? You seem so happy,"