Bab 840: Down the wrong path

Mo Qiang looked at the mutated rice that was in front of her. Her expression was colourful as she stared at the nibbling violet mites that were declared as mutated rice by the system.

"Is there a mistake," this was her first question after she found out that the thing in her hand was actually a type of rice.

After all, no matter how she looked at it, the purplish mites seemed capable enough to peel a layer of her skin to be the rice that she used to eat in her world.

The rice that she was used to was sticky white rice. That looked delicious and sweet from all angles, on the other hand, 

Mo Qiang looked down at the jumping violet grains that had sharp white teeth and her eyes twitched. They did not resemble her pure, white rice at all! 

What was this? Even a person broken in love would not change this much. What kind of glow-down was this? 

This had to be a mistake, her pure white rice —— this couldn't be her pure white rice.