Not talking about knife techniques was exactly what Zhao Bai wanted.
At Senba Academy, there was a botanical garden, which was also the place with the highest concentration of Honkai Energy.
Kiana, in a huff, walked at the front, while Zhao Bai followed behind her with a helpless expression.
Teasing the big Miss would definitely come with a price; he estimated that Kiana wouldn’t speak to him for at least half an hour.
But it was only half an hour; Kiana’s time for holding a grudge couldn’t last any longer.
As they got closer, the vines became denser.
At first, they could still see sunlight, with dark green vines growing fine thorns.
By the end, it turned completely black, densely packed with not a hint of light.
Plants need photosynthesis; with such density and vigorous growth, it could only be said that it was no longer a plant.
Zhao Bai used his particle blade to carve a path, slicing through the vines.
Their skin was as tough as a whip, and instead of oozing green sap, they bled a light red blood.
The severed vines writhed desperately like snakes, utterly disgusting.
“Be careful; the thorns might be poisonous.” Zhao Bai watched as the big Miss swung her long knife like a baseball bat and reminded her.
Kiana’s movements were completely uncoordinated, relying solely on brute strength.
It was said that this was the ancestral knightly power of the Kaslana family, which Zhao Bai couldn’t understand.
“Ha!” “What do you call this kitchen knife technique again?” “Spare me; you haven’t learned anything at all.
With your knife skills, you could cut the cutting board in half while slicing a hot dog.
Knife techniques are all about control; you need to make the knife appear exactly where you want it, not swing it around aimlessly.” Zhao Bai spoke earnestly, but Kiana seemed to understand nothing, still swinging wildly.
Strangely enough, despite her chaotic knife skills, Kiana didn’t let any vines touch her, not even a drop of blood was spilled.
Perhaps this was the ancestral skill of the Kaslana family.
“Ah… I’ve finally calmed down.
Here’s your knife back; I’m done chopping!” Kiana’s hands were a bit sore, and she gasped for breath as she returned the knife to Zhao Bai.
It turned out she had just been venting her frustrations on those vines.
From her appearance, it seemed she really wasn’t angry anymore.
Such a personality was indeed rare for a girl.
As Zhao Bai took the knife, he immediately received a hug from the girl, fragrant and soft, with a faint scent of sweat.
His mood suddenly became a bit complicated.
As Zhao Bai pondered whether to give Kiana a discount on her meal, an unexpected event interrupted his thoughts.
The dense vines automatically parted to create a path, winding and distant, leading straight to the botanical garden.
Its intent was so obvious, like a sinister invitation.
Zhao Bai and Kiana exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously.
With a thousand percent vigilance, they cautiously made their way toward the botanical garden.
The botanical garden was a greenhouse made of glass, used to cultivate rare plants.
After so many years, the glass had long been shattered by wind and rain, and the few remaining pieces would wail during storms, as if weeping.
In the center of the plant room, flowers bloomed.
A rose with a diameter of two meters moved rhythmically like an animal, as if it were breathing, dark green vines coiling around it like a guardian snake.
A single flower bloomed amidst the ruins, creating an extremely strong contrast that made it appear precious and beautiful.
Ultimate beauty born from ultimate filth.
Beneath the bright red petals lay layers of roots, with countless corpses piled below.
Their limbs were pale and slender, all turned into zombie girls.
The entwined vines had planted the seeds of Honkai in their hearts, waiting to flourish when their emotions collapsed; new Honkai Energy was born from the corpses, ultimately summoned back by this flower, which thrived on absorbing this newly born Honkai Energy, allowing the rose to grow so lush.
“It’s clearly a plant, yet it’s doing the gardener’s work.” Zhao Bai frowned as he looked at Kiana: “So, what do you think?
Seeing this hellish scene, do you feel any physical discomfort?” “I’m a woman who crawled out from a pile of zombies.” Kiana gripped her dual pistols and replied.
What this flower was nurturing became clear when it opened the central path; it indicated that it was fully prepared.
The vines that had blocked their way lost all meaning in that instant.
It had absolute confidence in killing them.
Of course, this was merely an illusion brought on by a surge of power.
The rose had no clear understanding of its own strength; it was simply inflating.
As a chef, Zhao Bai possessed a sense of smell that ordinary people couldn’t match.
Upon entering the botanical garden, he noticed a faint floral scent in the air, which was a type of neurotoxin used to paralyze the nerves of prey.
This flower, while appearing to be a plant, had long since transformed into a top predator.
Even so, the situation was still under control.
In Zhao Bai’s eyes, no matter how beautiful and strange this flower was, it was just a flower.
He had once refined essential oils from flowers, and this one was no exception.
The problem was, a flower growing on corpses, no matter how beautiful, was still nauseating.
Zhao Bai wouldn’t use it to refine essential oils.
He intended to completely destroy this flower.
In the armory, there was a tool called Judgment of Shamash, which, when necessary, would transform into a torch.
The raging flames could turn sand into glass and then glass back into transparent sand.
This was merely a flower; it couldn’t withstand his wrath.
The plan was very simple: when the neurotoxin rendered Kiana unconscious, he would pull out the Judgment of Shamash to resolve everything.
Bang, bang, bang.
Kiana fired her dual pistols in rapid succession, the purple light striking the petals with a dull thud, but the blood-red petals remained unscathed, firmly guarding whatever was inside.
Zhao Bai held his breath as Kiana gasped for air.
Time ticked by.
The neurotoxin spread rapidly; Kiana’s gaze became unfocused, gradually losing her strength.
The dark green vines lashed out quickly, and Zhao Bai reacted swiftly, pulling Kiana to his side.
She clung to him like an old lady finding her cane.
“Can you see me?” Zhao Bai asked several times without a response, finally feeling completely at ease.
His long knife quietly slipped from his hand as his right hand reached into the unfathomable subspace.
“From now on, count down your remaining life.” Zhao Bai raised the Judgment of Shamash, and the violent holy light rapidly gathered in the barrel.
As if to respond to his melodramatic declaration, the crimson rose suddenly trembled, its tightly closed petals unfurling one by one.
A stunning girl stretched her form freely in the slime, yawning, her slender waist resembling a plant’s stem.
That was… a person?
A person with a nose, a mouth, two eyes, and two ears…?
Zhao Bai felt like he was doomed.