C88 Alphalevel Life Form

Zhang Hang's heart skipped a beat as he saw the pumpkin beneath him stirring from its slumber. Clutching his knife handle with a firm grip, he cast aside any concern for the flowers' wellbeing due to his abrupt movements. With a swift scoop of his left hand, he gathered a cluster of yellow blossoms into his palm. Leaning back, he propelled himself upwards with a powerful push from his legs