Warehouses 49-56 are located on the west side of the park. The two rode on gold and silver, and five minutes later, they successfully arrived at their destination.
Nanxing patted Jinzi's head: "Jinzi is great, keep it up."
One experience of being tossed around and vomited is enough!
Jinzi glanced at him with a proud look on its face. It was a clever little dog and would never make the same mistake twice.
Banxia violently broke the warehouse door lock, and the moment she pushed the door open, a strong stench hit her.
The gold, silver, and dumpling, with their keen sense of smell, immediately took several steps back, covering their noses and gagging violently.
Nanxing felt sorry for him and said fiercely, "I'll go home and learn to sew to make masks!"
Jinzi whimpered and buried her head in his arms, acting coquettishly. Even the aloof Yinzi tilted her head and rubbed it against his face.
The little dumpling, not understanding, tried to cover its nose with its two front paws, but lost its balance and fell flat on its back, which was quite comical.
Banxia quickly picked it up and put it in Nanxing's arms, then gently stroked its big, fluffy heads: "Brother is so good, you should like him more in the future."
She waved to the Sky-Swallowing Tree and Apricot, "Tian Tian, Apricot, and I will go in and check the situation. Nan Xing, you two wait for me at the door."
Nanxing handed the dumpling to Jinzi: "Wife, I'm going too."
"The gold and silver dumplings are waiting outside," Banxia said, pushing the silver dumpling away as it tried to come closer. "Stinky, little kitty can't smell that, be good!"
The warehouse was somewhat dark, so Banxia took out a flashlight from her bag to illuminate the interior.
This is a room-temperature warehouse, with an area of approximately 300 square meters.
The blue plastic pallet, which was originally piled high with packaged goods, now looked as if it had been the site of a riot, with torn boxes, shattered glass bottles, and black, foul-smelling unidentified objects scattered all over the floor.
Banxia glanced casually at the product names on the packaging box: Wang oyster sauce, soy sauce, vinegar, peanut butter, sesame paste, tomato sauce, fermented bean curd...
Besides the smell of rotten and fermented seasonings, there was also a faint fishy stench in the air.
Banxia grabbed Nanxing's hand: "There are mutated animals, don't stray too far from me."
As soon as she finished speaking, a dark shadow descended from the sky, and she quickly pulled Nanxing away to avoid it.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a pure black spider the size of a palm!
"Poisonous!" she shouted, shooting him dead. "Nanxing, protect yourself!"
As she spoke, a spider silk as thick as a finger shot down from above.
The vines on Banxia's left palm grew wildly, entangled with spider silk.
She looked up and saw a white spider web completely covering the ceiling. In the middle of the giant web was an eight-eyed spider about two meters in diameter, four six-eyed spiders about one and a half meters in diameter, and countless palm-sized black spiders.
In addition, dozens of giant white cocoons hang in the air, appearing eerie and strange.
The eight-eyed spider seemed surprised that its ultimate attack had failed. All eight eyes stared fixedly at Banxia, their eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty and ferocious light.
Banxia's arms instantly broke out in goosebumps; she had a phobia of trypophobia.
She threw the gun back into space and pulled down with both hands. The eight-eyed spider, caught off guard, was pulled more than a meter away.
It hurriedly used its eight legs to grab the spider web to steady itself, and then, following suit, tightened the spider silk, trying to pull Banxia up.
"Bang bang bang—"
Nanxing fired several shots at the Eight-Eyed Spider's head, and the spider fell to the ground with a thud.
This action immediately enraged the other spiders.
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
The six-eyed spider let out a loud scream, flicked its tail, and shot out a bolt of silk toward Nanxing.
At the same time, small black spiders fell to the ground like rain, attacking the two of them.
The Sky-Swallowing Tree and the Ginkgo Tree suddenly grew larger, their branches completely blocking the spider silk.
The Devouring Tree couldn't help but complain, "The spider silk is so sticky and annoying. Banxia, burn all the spiders away!"
Xingzi trembled with fear: "Boss, no! I'm afraid of fire!"
Banxia had no time to deal with their lawsuit. On a whim, countless vines shot out from her palm and flew straight at the four six-eyed spiders.
The six-eyed spider keenly sensed that it was outmatched and withdrew its silk to escape.
But a level one spider is no match for a level four Banxia, and it was quickly pierced through the heart by the vines.
The moment the four six-eyed spiders fell to the ground, the small black spiders scattered in all directions.
Banxia's gaze was indifferent, and red flowers bloomed from the vines in her palm. The little black spider immediately turned around and ran frantically towards her as if it had encountered a delicious treat it hadn't seen in a thousand years.
The way they were going to grind their eight legs until sparks flew was almost visible.
Banxia threw the flower into a corner of the warehouse, and the little spiders quickly swarmed around it.
She took out a five-liter bottle of diesel fuel from her spatial storage and poured it on the spider, then directed the vines from a distance to ignite it with a lighter.
The moment the flames came into contact with the diesel fuel, the little spider burst into flames.
Banxia breathed a slight sigh of relief. Although the little spiders were not strong, if she accidentally let one or two escape, given their vengeful nature, they would seek revenge sooner or later, which would be another troublesome matter.
“Wife,” Nanxing said, his eyes glazed over as he hugged her. “She smells so good. Hug me.”
The apricot beside it also trembled wildly, trying to entangle Banxia: "I want to become stronger, stronger..."
If the Devouring Tree hadn't held it back with its branches, it would have pounced on Banxia just like Nanxing.
Banxia's heart skipped a beat: "Nanxing and Xingzi have been poisoned?"
She grabbed Nanxing's hand, about to use her supernatural abilities to check, but Tuntian Tree quickly stopped her: "Banxia, it's because of the Ink Vine Flower!"
flower?
What's wrong with the flowers?
Banxia was bewildered.
It was only after the Devouring Tree reached level four again that it suddenly realized that Banxia was not the wood-type ability user she appeared to be: "Aren't you wondering how the black and white yin-yang fish came to be?"
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