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The randomly selected lucky shelter was a patch of wildly growing ferns clinging to the wall.

They are over two meters tall, like a green wall, and could easily hide three people.

"Seriously?"

Noah stared at the branches and leaves on the 'wall' covered with fluffy balls and water droplets, his expression shifting between eagerness and a bit of disgust.

"I don't have any change of clothes."

Nathan had already slipped inside with practiced ease, his posture resembling a raccoon stealing corn.

He quickly poked his head out and waved to the two people outside:

Come on, life is all about experiencing it!

Noah seemed to want to say something more.

But the reason I brought him along was to figure out his stance and whether he was of any use, not to listen to his rambling at this crucial moment!

"Or you could strip naked and then hide?" he suggested expressionlessly.

"Then mine..."

Noah only managed to utter three words before the captain grabbed his shoulder and shoved him in the back of the knee, causing him to lose his balance and stumble into the bushes.

"Thump!"

The branches and leaves shook violently for a while.

Renyi followed closely behind and crawled inside, not forgetting to straighten up each of the blades of grass that Noah and Nathan had knocked over.

Upon seeing this.

Nathan gave a thumbs-up to express his admiration for his boss's professional ambush skills.

[Hahahaha! Brother Ren: Stop talking nonsense and get lost!]

[Hilarious! Noah's all so hesitant and timid, it's obvious he's never been into grass before...]

[This setup...it feels like it might yell "Demacia!" at any moment = =]

[The Three Musketeers of the Bushes?! It feels more like me camping for jungle monsters when they spawn...]

"Be careful not to get scratched, the leaves of this plant are slightly poisonous."

Nathan warned.

"Generally speaking, the soil layer on a ship cannot be too thick, so it is really not easy for these ferns to grow so tall."

Of course it's not easy.

He casually stepped on the exposed half of his pale white finger bone and covered it with soil.

It's not that the soil and water are good; it's just that the fertilizer is too nutritious.

It seems that this place is not only for sightseeing, but also a very environmentally friendly and efficient burial site.

"Don't stand too far back, the back is transparent."

Seeing Noah lazily leaning against the wall, Renyi quickly pulled him back.

"Okay, okay!"

Noah muttered something, then simply plopped down on the fallen leaves, curled up his legs, and stayed still.

Time ticked by, second by second...

It was already two or three minutes past midnight.

"Hmm..."

Nathan shifted his weight onto the other leg and whispered to the captain:

"Boss, it seems you got stood up. That lady isn't very keen on flower viewing."

Noah let out a barely audible sigh, tinged with schadenfreude:

"Maybe he forgot. After all, older people tend to have a less sharp memory."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Renyi retorted.

"Sigh... It's clearly some young people who are attracting attention everywhere, forcing the elderly to hide in the bushes."

"..."

Too lazy to pay him any more attention, Ren Yi grabbed the pocket watch hanging around Nathan's neck and glanced at it:

It's seven past twelve.

I wonder how the twins are doing playing hide-and-seek with Sean...

Just as the three were getting restless—

"Da...da da..."

Noah stopped yawning halfway through.

"Shhh."

He casually raised one index finger to his lips and pointed to the shadow of the plant cast on the ground.

The greenhouse roof is also transparent.

But the fog was thick, and there was little light at night, so the shadows cast by the plants were faint, but enough for them to see clearly.

Right at the edge of that shadow, an even thinner, more twisted, swaying black shadow seemed to emerge.

The limbs were clearly defined, giving off a chilling, disorienting feeling.

Like a huge praying mantis, it slowly crawled by, its sickle-like forelegs twitching.

"Da da da..."

The three people hiding in the bushes stopped moving at the same time and held their breath.

The sound was coming from above.

They carefully parted the dense foliage above their heads, creating three small peepholes, and peered up at the shadows above—

A person was lying on the roof of the greenhouse.

The long red dress clung to her body, soaking wet... Her knees and elbows were bent in the opposite direction, completely defying common sense of human physiology, clinging firmly to the glass with her palms and soles.

The "tap-tap-tap" sound just now came from its sharp fingernails, about two inches long, at the ends of its fingers and toes!

Its head is tilted back as if its cervical spine is broken, almost touching its back, which makes it extremely convenient for its face to stick to the glass, allowing it to observe the inside of the greenhouse and making it easy for anyone to identify it.

It's Mrs. Jasmine.

That face looked normal enough, still beautiful.

But it is precisely this stunning beauty that adds a touch of horror to this eerie scene!

Her red lips parted slightly.

A long, thin tongue greedily licked the water droplets condensed in the thick fog on the outside of the glass.

turn out to be......

In this appointment to appreciate rare and exotic flowers together, she is the one who appreciates the flowers, while the seriously injured "Zhang San" should be the one who appreciates the rare and exotic flowers!

Noah subtly shrank back, while Nathan nervously gripped a skeletal hand protruding from the soil.

Mrs. Jasmine's head, bent backwards, rotated 180 degrees to scan the area, but she couldn't find her prey. So, she awkwardly used her crutches to climb down the glass.

gone?

Just as the three of them were about to breathe a sigh of relief, they immediately tensed up again.

"Da...da da..."

The rustling sound outside the glass wall grew closer and closer...

A head suddenly appeared behind the three of them!

That delicate, fully made-up face still had a smile on it, and her eyes were deep and bright. She was separated from them by only a three-centimeter-thick single-pane glass!

"!"

The person in the bushes stopped breathing.

Fortunately, the low temperature caused the plant leaves to be covered with dew, which conveniently masked the temperature of the animals, which are at rest. And the injuries were not real; the blood-stained bandages had long been left to Sean along with the wheelchair.

That face lingered behind them for a full minute.

Nathan's heart began to race involuntarily, and he couldn't help but wonder if the monster had discovered something.

Mrs. Jasmine's expression began to change; her eyebrows furrowed and the corners of her mouth turned down, clearly indicating that her patience was running out.

"Da da da..."

This time.

It didn't stop anywhere, but instead climbed directly down the smooth hull of the "Narwhal" towards the floor where the guests were staying.

The sound grew farther and farther away until it disappeared.

The three people in the bushes remained motionless until, after a full five minutes, Ren Yi slowly exhaled.

"Looks like I'm not the only one with spare rations."

"Boss...you mean, she went to find those guests?"

Nathan finally let go of the poor skeletal hand that was about to be crushed.

Probably, whatever comes to mind.

Mrs. Jasmine could climb walls at will, and she was always wet; perhaps Heck's death was related to her.

However, judging by Heck's cowardly appearance...

Seeing Mrs. Jasmine in her Kayako-like form, would you dare to happily open the window and let her in?

Just as he was lost in thought, trying to piece together the clues—

"Squeak."

The greenhouse door opened.