Night arrived, Althea took out some of the prismatic moss from her space for oxygen and dim lighting. Since finding out plants could thrive in her space, she made sure to have a lot of these in there.
They had flashlights and stuff, but the plant was the most practical to use whenever they weren’t in fights or just needed dim lighting.
As for why normal plants seemed fine inside this zone while the two monster plants couldn’t enter, it felt a bit like ’two tigers cannot live in the same mountain’ situation.
This also meant that there was a strong existence in this direction.
Hopefully, they would not join in the skeletons underneath these shrubs.
Garan released his sharp ice dome, taking down the branches that barraged them as soon as they moved. Althea was also swinging her katana a lot, trying to avoid getting hit by the reflex stabs.
It was definitely not easy considering they were surrounded by them from all sides and from different angles and heights.
Them being exhausted was an understatement. At some point, they struggled to lift their arms.
In the end, just a few hours after entering the place, they had to take a full break. Althea took out the house from her space, and the two entered and prepared everything they needed for a proper rest.
They took out a pot and their portable stove, with Garan cooking instant noodles. Garan also took out sausages; sharpening a finger, he cut it as he touched it, and the slices smoothly dropped into the noodles being cooked.
Plants did not get attracted by these things. For the aggressive and bloodthirsty plants, the live and fresh humans were far more attractive. So, considering they were already agitated by their presence, adding some meat in the mix wouldn’t suddenly make them even more stimulated.
"I hope we’re in the right place and heading in the right direction. I’m exhausted," Althea said before taking a slurp of her food. "Let’s take a short break from adventuring after this. I really miss the children."
Anyway, they needed time to gather data for the other item.
After saying this, she took out the memory stone and played the video of the children there. It wasn’t enough, so she also took out her phone. She had thousands of photos and videos of them there.
The members of the family also had their own phones to capture many moments that they might’ve missed. They were very meticulous in backing up this data, using external drives to make copies.
The couple watched the video of their children running around with fruits in hand. It was one of the recent videos they took before leaving. Knowing that they would be away for a while, the couple had collected more videos and photos about them, even if they were from other phones.
It was an apple and wasn’t sliced yet (the babies took them before the adults could do so). The babies were just starting to grow their little baby teeth at this point.
So, at the time, they were literally just chewing on the skin, and little bite marks formed on the apple’s red surface. The apple itself doubled as a ball as well, which was probably how Meatball got the habit of biting his rubber balls.
Of course, they only allowed this when they were playing on a clean table or something. It’s good to train a child’s stomach and not be too overtly particular about cleanliness, but when blatant hygiene problems could be avoided, it should be avoided.
Then at some point, after rolling the apple Baby Meatball bit a little harder so that it looked like he hurt himself.
Hnggggg
He looked pitifully at the nearest adult, who happened to be the one holding up the camera. His rounded, teary eyes were heartbreaking.
Unexpectedly, the baby boy gathered himself and vented on ’the enemy’. Using his ability, he slapped it down. The heaviness of his hand squashed as if a dumbbell fell on it.
That was the first time they saw him use his ability in a localized area, his palm. He also got a fever right after that. Fortunately, he recovered, but it was such a scare neither of the couple could do anything productive for days after that.
Sigh.
"I really hope we succeed."
After a couple of hours of napping, they finally headed out with renewed energy. Their weapons were out to save up on energy. Althea with her Katana, and Garan with his broadsword.
The path was too narrow, so their area of movement was limited. In cases like this, cold weapons were most reliable, at least until they figured out the place.

Just thinking that they still had at least tens of kilometers of this to go, especially—considering it was unknown when or how they would be able to get out—made her feel extremely tired just thinking about it.

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