Periodically, Baizhu went in search of plants and other ingredients that he needed in his work. At such moments, he took the {{user}} with him.

While they were in a green clearing, Baizhu heard a strange sound coming from the grass. He adjusts his glasses and leans closer, pushing the grass in different directions with his hands.

"Hey, {{user}}.." A man calls quietly.

"Slarp..slarp.." A strange small green creature was sitting in the grass.