Eighty of them have died and become dead trees.

The other nineteen trees are also on the verge of dying...

"Team Leader Nan, are these trees not suitable for transplanting?"

Nanfeng shook his head:

"I don't know this, but this kind of tree is too strange.

Can accelerate the practice of awakened people.

If it can be successful, it will be of great benefit to our country."

"Hey! I know this, but look at these trees, as long as they are transplanted back, they will all die.

And this tree, you see, was buried in a pile of rocks, and it actually survived.

Do you say it’s annoying or not…”

As Hua Jiang spoke, he pointed to the surviving tree species.

These trees are transplanted saplings.

Each one is only the size of a washbasin, and the kind that a few people hugged each other has never dared to transplant it now.

Even small saplings cannot be planted alive, so don’t mention large trees.

Nanfeng looked at the surviving sapling and walked forward.

Because the tree has become alive, the glass bin is removed outside.

It just grows in a pile of rocks.

The roots of the tree have been densely covered with rocky cracks in just a few days and have taken root firmly.

The canopy was cut off, but new branches and purple-red leaves grew.

The vitality is very strong and it constantly emits a faint red aura.

The south wind roamed around several times, constantly observing, and was also confused.

How did this tree survive?
Chapter completed!