Chapitre 1116: Mutated Coconuts - Make me stay—

With a screeching halt by the trucks filled with gravel, sand, or cement, I casually skipped my way to this particular coconut tree that had a .15% chance of spawning in the wild. Funnily enough, our resident glutton and former stalker, Tatiana, quickly followed behind me as she curiously glanced at the coconut tree I was easily picking the fruits from.

"So… Coconuts, huh? You just had an itch for them or something?"

I chuckled, "Have you had Macapuno, yet?"

"Maca-what?"

I handed her over one I suspected was a Macapuno coconut, "Try to break this open. You'll see what I mean."

"How about the juice?"

"There isn't any. With that one, at least."