Zhuo Bufan and Mu Ruijin looked up together and saw that the lights in the last row of the greenhouse were extinguished one after another.
Like water ripples spreading, darkness quickly spread in their direction.
Several rows of lights were extinguished in succession, and the encroachment of darkness finally slowed down.
But in the darkness without light, visible to the naked eye, there was some unknown creature ready to move.
Li Fei said in panic: "Is there any living thing there?!"
Zhuo Bufan pressed Li Fei's shoulder with one hand, signaling him to calm down.
Mu Ruijin, who was standing aside, stared into the darkness with his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "This is not your first day in the ghost story, so you have to be mentally prepared for everything."
Zhuo Bufan also said: "Don't be too panicked. The door of the biological greenhouse cannot be closed all the time. We only need to survive until the door opens and we will wake up."
Probably in order to make Li Fei feel more at ease, Zhuo Bufan recalled the rules shared on the forum while chewing gum in his mouth, and calmly analyzed:
"We entered the greenhouse during the second period of class. According to the school's timetable, we entered at three o'clock in the afternoon. After that, we were active for a while, and the door closed at about a quarter past three."
"If there is a biology class in the next class, the door of the biological greenhouse will definitely be opened. According to the class schedule, it should be around 3:50 in the afternoon."
"We just need to wait here for more than half an hour, and that's it."
Of course this is an optimistic scenario.
And the situation is not optimistic...
Li Fei listened to Zhuo Bufan's analysis and apparently discovered a key point. He said tremblingly: "What if there are no biology classes in other classes in the afternoon?"
Before Zhuo Bufan could answer, Mu Ruijin had already spoken: "Then we can only wait until after all the classes in the afternoon and the teacher responsible for inspection and maintenance comes to open the greenhouse door."
"The time should be around five o'clock in the afternoon." Zhuo Bufan said, "Actually, if you think about it on the bright side, it will only take two hours to do some kingly work."
Li Fei: "..."
Mu Ruijin: "..."
"Ahem." Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He coughed and tried to change the subject, "How about after we get out, let's make a friend and I'll take you to fight the king? I'm Diamond."
Mu Ruijin pressed his mask, looked away, and said casually, "I am Xingyao."
Li Fei smiled sheepishly at Zhuo Bufan: "I am the king."
At this moment, suddenly, the entire greenhouse shook violently!
Mu Ruijin already injured one of his feet. He only had one foot on the ground to support his body, and almost fell down.
Fortunately, Zhuo Bufan on the side reached out in time to support her.
The shaking subsided in just a moment.
"...What's going on?" All three of them looked puzzled.
In the darkness, Wang Qing tore apart the vines wrapped around her with all her strength. The abundant juice wet her hands, which was sticky and exuded a strange fishy smell.
But Wang Qing had no time to care.
She couldn't see her surroundings clearly, so she thought she had gone the wrong way, accidentally stepped into the flower bed, and tripped over the vines.
In his mind, Wang Qing apologized frantically to the school, while calculating how much money he would have to pay to the school for all this trouble.
Why do you feel like you have to lose money to the school before you make any money?
"Dr. Jiang, where are you?"
Wang Qing was a little worried. In this darkness, he didn't know whether Dr. Jiang would be like him and step into the flowerpot in a panic.
Dr. Jiang didn't want to pay attention to Wang Qing's call below. He climbed up to the ceiling with one hand and pushed the closed vent with the other.
It's just that the vent was sealed too tightly, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push it open.
At this moment, a vine suddenly entangled Dr. Jiang's foot and pulled him forcefully backward.
Dr. Jiang was caught off guard and was almost dragged to the ground. His fingers that climbed into the gap in the ceiling tightened tightly to prevent him from being dragged to the ground by the vines.
However, before he could calm down, another slippery vine tightly wrapped around his arm that was climbing on the ceiling, squeezing him hard.
"ah!"
His right arm, which had been dislocated several times, felt pain. Dr. Jiang fell from the ceiling to the ground and screamed instinctively.
Wang Qing heard the shout and immediately identified Dr. Jiang's location.
Just a moment ago, he was groping in the dark like a headless fly, but now he was immediately running in the direction of Dr. Jiang.
"Doctor Jiang! What's wrong with you?! Did you fall? Don't move yet! I'll come find you!"
do not move?
How could it not move?
Dr. Jiang clearly felt that the vines wrapped around his body were tightening inch by inch.
The right arm has even tightened to the point where the fingertips are congested and painful.
He used his left hand to fumble for the scalpel in his pocket, trying to cut off the vines wrapped around his right arm and free his right hand.
However, before his left hand could move, he felt that his leg had been wrapped by something.
In the darkness, the pitcher plant-like plant opened its hunting mouth and bit the lower body of the prey hard.
Dr. Jiang felt as if his legs had fallen into a pot of warm water and were wrapped in warm and greasy mucus.
What came with it was not pain, but a strange sense of comfort.
He even had the urge to give up the struggle and immerse his whole body in it.
Dr. Jiang quickly realized that this was a characteristic of the plant, and that the mucus might have anesthetic properties.
He immediately made a judgment, and the scalpel that was being slashed towards his right arm turned and slashed towards the thing on his leg.
But the effect of anesthesia had already taken place, and the ethereal comfort spread from his legs to his fingertips, so that he couldn't even kill him.
The scalpel only made a cut on the surface of the thing, but did not completely cut it open.
Instead, as if swallowing, the thing swallowed his legs deeper, and almost the entire waist was hunted in it.
The inside of the plant secretes more sticky liquid, making the anesthesia even worse!
Dr. Jiang could even feel that his hand holding the scalpel was shaking slightly uncontrollably.
Just at this time,
Dr. Jiang heard a voice suddenly rang out in the darkness: "Dr. Jiang, where are you? Just squeak, I can't see you."
Dr. Jiang managed to muster some strength.
Although it is shameful, in this environment, maybe it would be better to cooperate with Wang Qing.
Dr. Jiang quickly made a judgment in his mind.
He hates Wang Qing very much.
But there is no need to take advantage of him in order to deal with Wang Qing.
Who knows why the things in this greenhouse are so difficult? !
Dr. Jiang cursed secretly in his mind, propped up his body, and said in the direction of Wang Qing: "Squeak——"
