In the midst of a relaxing and beautiful sleep, Klein was suddenly struck by inspiration. He suddenly turned over and sat up, turning his gaze to the attached balcony.
The curtains there were not fully closed, so you could see what was going on outside.
The window outside the window was dark green, with overgrown branches and densely covered flowers, so much so that Klein suspected that he had been teleported into the forest.
“This…” Klein’s mouth twitched slightly, vaguely guessing what was going on.
He got out of bed, walked quickly to the balcony, and opened the curtains completely.
What caught his eyes was no longer the garden of Dwayne Dantès’s mansion, but a lush “forest”.
“This is to make the surrounding area full of vitality, so that both animals and plants can grow vigorously and reproduce quickly? Isn’t this a little too fast?” Klein’s expression suddenly became dull.
When he used divination to confirm the corresponding abilities and negative effects of the “Cane of Life”, he “saw” a similar picture, but the revelation he received was that it did no harm to the surroundings. Therefore, he believed that growth and reproduction is a relatively long cycle that can be effectively controlled. It takes a long, long time to indulge before a scene like this appears.
As soon as his thoughts changed, Klein observed all the “spiritual body threads” in the nearby area and found that humans were not affected at all, but rats, cockroaches, etc. increased significantly.
This result made him relieved, and he looked at the “forest” outside the window and sighed silently:
“It’s really not harmful, it’s just a bit exaggerated… Most of the time, it still has to be placed above the gray fog…”
Ten seconds later, figures appeared one after another in the “forest”. Some of them were very thin, some were thick. They were all “wearing” black windbreakers. Their faces were extremely flat, with no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose, no nose. Mouth.
These figures were squatting or standing, busy burning weeds, cutting vines, and plucking excess flowers in this quiet night.
The garden outside was bathed in morning mist, with drops of dew condensing on it, exuding an unusually fresh smell.
“Better than yesterday…” Walter nodded slightly and praised the two gardeners.
This vibrant scene made him a little restless, and he missed his wife inexplicably, so he left the room, walked around, arranged various matters, and finally waited at the door of the restaurant.
Not long after, his employer Dawn Dantès walked down the third floor with his valet Enuni.
Walter stepped forward and saluted, talked about today’s arrangements, and then proactively mentioned:
“Sir, I would like to use one day of my vacation this month.”
While he was speaking, he suddenly saw the skin on the neck of the mixed-race male servant behind his employer split open, revealing a black eye.
Walter was startled and almost stepped back, but after he blin