It felt soft yet resilient, with a satisfying, springy texture.
Zhao Tiezhu located the base, exerted a bit of controlled pressure, and snapped it off. The specimen was about the size of a palm, shaped like a miniature monkey head, with a smooth patch on the surface that looked exactly like a ghostly face. A faint, sharp, and slightly astringent scent wafted through the air. The stem was quite short, as it had been growing out of a crevice in the rock. Within moments of being removed, the bluish-gray color, which had resembled the surrounding stone, shifted to a deep, dark green—as if it were oxidizing.
"Not bad. This is definitely the Ghost-Faced Monkey Head Mushroom. With this, I should be able to break through to the Late Transforming Force stage!"
A weight lifted from his heart. He took a black plastic bag from his pocket and carefully tucked the mushroom inside. Ding Hui had been watching from the sidelines, completely stunned; she never imagined that something so bizarre could actually grow out of a rock crevice. Licking her lips, she asked nervously, "Divine Doctor Zhao, is this the thing that made me sick? It’s so ugly, isn’t it? Why does it look like a ghost face?"
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