The rain poured down, hitting the brightly blooming petals, with some falling to the ground. The rainwater then flowed into small puddles, where it settled.
I don't know what those swaying tendrils were originally; they were probably just weeds growing at the base of the osmanthus tree.
They mutated at the same time; one stunned its prey, while the other dragged the prey to its side and strangled and ate it.
What a great hunting duo!
That's clearly the case. It seems the osmanthus tree has no other special abilities; only its flowers are deadly poison. Its offensive capabilities lie in its menacing green vines.
"Keep your distance, stay away, don't get tangled in those weeds," Cheng Shaolin reminded everyone.
"Um."
"Also, Xiaoxiao, Tiantian, Shaojie, Yongnian, step back and don't get close. Be careful of your surroundings."
"Okay, got it."
Having fought many battles, they all understand the importance of cooperation. They know what they should and shouldn't do.
The three men who received the order quickly retreated, moving away from the combat area.
A few minutes later, Xiao Peng turned to them and said, "Okay, I've surrounded it."
Yu Yanbin and Cheng Shaolin both nodded to indicate that they understood.
"Shao Lin, should we test the waters first?" Yu Yanbin asked.
"Let's give it a try and see just how good that grass really is."
"Okay. I'll do it."
"Um."
As soon as Yu Yanbin finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and three throwing knives shot out from his palm towards the osmanthus tree.
The osmanthus tree stood quietly in the rain, occasionally trembling slightly, causing a few petals to fall. The slender wild grasses that grew around the base of the trunk swayed gently, their movements not particularly vigorous.
Perhaps sensing the approaching danger, the wild grass surrounding the osmanthus tree instantly grew several meters taller, reaching half the height of the tree.
The wild grass looks very flamboyant now, with its slender leaves resembling dark green whips.
It can no longer be described as slender; as it has grown taller, the leaves have also thickened considerably. Before, they were only about two fingers wide, but now they are as wide as a palm.
"Be careful, don't get hit by it," Cheng Shaolin reminded him.
No one would think this thing is friendly; just by looking at the amplitude of its swaying, you can tell it's not easy to deal with.
At first, they thought it was some kind of vine, since they had encountered similar things before. Unexpectedly, it was just a very common, long, thin weed that used to grow by the roadside.
Now, it looks completely different.
The color is darker and the leaves are longer, making it more suitable for wearing tighter.
It's unknown whether the person who rolled on the ground was strangled or dragged away; Xiang Yuping only saw them lying on the ground and didn't mention it.
The transformed weed leaves became even more resilient. Twitching the leaves was like using a tough whip, instantly knocking away Yu Yanbin's throwing knife.
Just then, a throwing knife flew towards them, and Yu Yanbin quickly retrieved it. In the blink of an eye, the throwing knife disappeared.
“It still has a lot of power.” Yu Yanbin moved his hand, looking at the now somewhat agitated “tentacles” with amusement.
Now, those leaves are like octopus tentacles, swimming in the seawater and waving their slender, powerful leaves in the rain.
"It seems that this one is more dangerous now. The osmanthus tree is actually harmless," Cheng Shaolin said.
"Well, it should be."
"Then we should focus on dealing with this. We still need to be careful with the osmanthus tree, in case there are any undiscovered mutations."
“Well, Shaolin, the rain is getting heavier now, which is bad for you. I'll take the lead today.” Yu Yanbin didn't look at Cheng Shaolin; he was looking ahead as he spoke.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the gas mask I was wearing was now completely blurred. Rainwater gathered and flowed down the mask from top to bottom.
Even their voices were muffled now, coming out in a dull thud through the gas mask.
"Okay, you can do it. Xiao Peng, Uncle Meng, please help."
"Okay." Xiao Peng and Meng Yang agreed immediately without hesitation.
The three of them took two steps forward. This time, Yu Yanbin left no room for retreat. He stretched out his hand, and six throwing knives in his palm spun into the air, then flew towards the corner of the osmanthus tree.
Xiang Yuping remained silent, watching them discuss and arrange the next steps.
These people have a great understanding; sometimes they only need a glance, or even without any glances or words, to understand each other's meaning.
This tacit understanding is the result of long-term collaboration and repeated cooperation.
This team seems pretty good. They're harmonious and have a strong sense of cohesion.
"Are you confident?" Xiang Yuping walked over and asked Cheng Shaolin.
"It's still uncertain. We were just testing the waters. We don't know if we can be sure of their true strength yet."
Xiang Yuping had seen it too, but didn't say much. He himself had inhaled too much pollen, and his body was still very uncomfortable, with some numbness and stiff, uncoordinated movements.
Cheng Shaolin had noticed this long ago; as soon as he arrived, he saw that almost half of the people were lying on the ground. Even those being supported could see that their bodies and legs were stiff and unresponsive, as if they couldn't control themselves.
Xiang Yuping didn't say it, and they didn't ask, but they knew very well what was going on.
Luckily, Li Xiao had a gas mask; otherwise, it would have been a real problem. The mask couldn't block the pollen, and it was unknown whether the pollen would cause poisoning if it came into contact with her skin.
I don't know if we should thank the rain, because they were all wearing raincoats, which protected them from pollen.
Cheng Shaolin frowned, unsure whether to praise or criticize the rain.
Rainy days are not a good time for him to perform, and he can only stand there and not play, which makes him a little unhappy.
Yu Yanbin's throwing knife circled the osmanthus tree several times before shooting rapidly toward the center. At that moment, the swimming "tentacles" paused for a second, and then powerfully lashed out at the throwing knife.
At this moment, Xiao Peng also used the soil spikes to fly towards the trunk of the flowering tree.
Similarly, the earth spikes were also flung away, and instead of decreasing in force, they sped off even faster in all directions.
Xiao Peng quickly withdrew his superpower, and the earth spikes disappeared instantly.
"The response was very quick; I wonder how many rounds they'll support."
Yu Yanbin said coldly, "Continue."
Xiao Peng nodded silently and continued to activate his supernatural abilities.
Suddenly, throwing knives and earth spikes were unleashed.
The flexible, tendril-like leaves suddenly exerted force, lashing out at the incoming weapons with their whip-like blades.
With such resolute force, you can hear the whooshing sound of the blades cutting through the air; the greater the force, the louder the sound.
In the rain, water splashed around the osmanthus tree, indicating a fierce battle.
The blooming osmanthus trees quietly bathed in the continuous rain, without making a sound.
The wild grass growing around it now acts like a guardian, doing its best to protect its companion.
One is quiet and the other is dynamic, complementing each other.
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