If Yang Ni hadn't been sure that he was on a high-speed train now, he would have even doubted whether he had missed a primitive jungle.

Car No. 8 was filled with green plants. We were wearing wet turf under our feet, and the car body and the seats on the left and right rows were covered with thick moss. Scattered white flowers swayed slightly as the body moved.

It seemed that a big banyan tree grew in an invisible place in the carriage. The trunk grew to the ceiling, and then hung down like countless tentacles, almost touching the ground.

A few vines climbed out a long way along the luggage rack.

If there are a few more birds and insects at this time, this place will be exactly the same as the tropical jungle.

Because the branches and vines are too dense, the sight in this 30-meter-long carriage is very bad. Yang Ni even had to push away the branches with his hands to barely see the road beneath his feet.

The entire carriage seemed to be covered by a green gauze tent.

It is worth noting that there is an indescribable smell and bitter smell everywhere, which makes people feel very uncomfortable when sucked into their lungs.

His vision was blocked and the smell was mixed with dangerous signals, so Yang Ni couldn't help but be alert.

The only thing that is thankful is that perhaps because of the growth of plants, the temperature here has reached about 10 degrees Celsius, which makes Yang Ni, who is very cold, feel much more comfortable.

He originally thought that when he entered this carriage, a chef wearing a white chef's uniform would appear to be cooking on the stove, but in fact, there was no sound at all here, and it was so quiet that it was terrible.

In any case, in order to find the key to the next car, you must first find the passengers of this car.

Yang Ni stood firm and shouted tentatively: "Mr. Big Mouth, I am a passenger in carriage No. 11. I have the seasoning you want here. If you don't mind, can you show up?"

He was polite first and then soldiers to avoid accidentally angering the other party.

However, he waited for 3 or 4 seconds, but received no response, but the smell of rottenness in the air became even stronger.

Yang Ni was a little strange. According to the description, the chef should have a bad temper, but now he looks like a gentle rabbit.

And since he is a chef, he should be more sensitive to the taste, so why does such an unpleasant smell appear?

Questions are followed by questions, but to find the answer, you must first find the passenger in the No. 8 carriage.

Even if he could hide without showing up, Yang Ni had to find him. There were so many plants in this carriage, if he hid the small key, he would never find it for a while.

He calmed down and realized that his state was much better than when he had just come out of the No. 10 car, so he pulled out his silver knife and walked forward carefully.

He could actually cut off all the annoying plants first, but then he thought that since this carriage was like this, it was very likely that the chef had arranged it specifically. If he destroyed it rashly, he might anger him.

The more he walked forward, the denser the branches and vines became. Before he could walk a few meters, he could no longer describe it as "walking", but was completely "crowding".

After walking a few more steps forward, a few thick and long branches side by side blocked the aisle tightly.

Yang Ni had no choice but to shout again: "Mr. Big Mouth, I just want to borrow your key to use it. Since you refuse to come out, I will offend you very much."

As he said that, he raised his hand and waved his knife, and cut it heavily at one of the branches.

The silver blade is extremely sharp. Judging from his current organizational strength, if he continues to use this knife, let alone a branch, even a stone can cut a gap.

But what he never expected was that these branches were extremely strong and harder than steel. Although he used 60% or 70% of his strength, he only left a shallow break on the surface of the branches.

He was just feeling a little strange, but suddenly he saw a bright red liquid slowly flowing out from the broken mouth of this branch.

Yang Ni felt a little strange, so he stretched out his finger and took some, put it under his nose and sniffed it slightly.

A strong smell of blood hit his forehead.

After a series of battles in the Huangquan game, he is now very familiar with the taste of blood, and the red liquid flowing out of the branches is like a concentrated human blood several times, with a very strong smell.

At this moment, the branch that was originally hanging straight in the carriage twisted slightly, and then it seemed that some kind of infection occurred, and the other branches also began to twist violently.

It was like throwing a stone into a calm pond. With this branch that was cut by Yang Ni as the center, it twisted from near to far, and soon affected the entire carriage.

Moreover, the frequency and amplitude of the twisting were getting bigger and bigger. After about ten seconds, the branches that were originally twisting slightly began to jump wildly. Yang Ni seemed to have a green python nest, especially several vines as thick as arms, which began to consciously wrap around Yang Ni's body.

Yang Ni was shocked. He knew that the strength of these plants was amazing. If they were entangled by these vines, it would be difficult to get out.

He finally stopped caring about the chef's mouth. He grabbed a vine with one hand, flipped the silver knife with the other hand, and slashed it hard.

The hardness of the vine is not inferior to the branch just now. Yang Ni cut it down for four or five times before chopping it off.

But more vines and slightly thinner branches seemed to be angered by Yang Ni's actions. They attacked Yang Ni like crazy, and the whole carriage was in a mess.

The situation was a little bad. Yang Ni originally thought that these were just plants, but now it looked like he was fighting a monster with hundreds of green tentacles.

He didn't dare to be too big, and he kept swinging the branches in front and behind him with a knife and shield, while slowly retreating towards the slightly empty car door.

But the plants in front of them didn't seem to want to let him go. Although they had no eyes, whenever Yang Ni touched a branch, more branches would roll in this direction. These plants seemed to have a unique sensory system. Yang Ni was in the bushes, as if they were surrounded by tentacles.

The situation became increasingly critical. In addition to the slightly thinner vines and branches rushing over, several giant branches as thick as someone's waist emerged from somewhere. Although they were slow but extremely firm, they reached towards Yang Ni.

If this was in an open place, Yang Ni could not eliminate these aggressive plants, at least he could find a way to escape.

But now he was locked in a carriage and had nowhere to run.

Moreover, the door leading to Carriage No. 9 has been locked, and there is absolutely no way to open it again before the train stops.

Yang Ni fought and retreated, but he had not walked far away. After about three or four steps back, his back chilled and finally touched the carriage.
Chapter completed!