The group of people hid in the corner area, watching the Blood Flesh King Flower quietly stay put.
Don't be fooled by this thing's current inactivity; it's because they haven't entered the flower's feeding zone yet. If they do, a swarm of tentacles will instantly emerge from the ground.
"The elite monsters are all dead, so why hasn't the boss shown up yet? Are we killing too fast?" Lan Qiushui said while eating, gazing afar at the village entrance, hoping to see the Blood Flesh King Flower battle the boss.
"How would I know? I just plant flowers. Why don't you catch a rat? I can then heal it, and we can watch the big flower fight the small one." Gu Shanhai stroked Little White's head, plotting how to justifiably shave Little White into a Mediterranean style.
This guy has gnawed at his scalp several times, and now it's pushing back; Little White definitely needs some discipline.
