"Hey, are you alright?"
Lu Ban's heart skipped a beat when he saw the fresh green on Hunter's hand.
Hunter looked at Lu Ban blankly, seemingly unaware of what had happened.
At that moment, the two had just emerged from the maze constructed of wild grass and approached the bus.
The wildgrass, previously flattened by the bus's tires, was now standing erect again, attempting to envelop the vehicle.
Stone and Mary had returned to the inside of the bus, only opening the doors and waiting for Lu Ban and "Hunter."
The two got on one after the other, closing the bus door tightly behind them.
"Damn it."
Hunter looked at his left hand.
That hand no longer resembled that of a human.
Bones, blood vessels, muscles were all gone.
Only the hard wood remained, along with the lush grass and twisting vines.
His arm was gradually transforming into a plant.
In the blink of an eye, Hunter's entire left hand had turned to wood and was rapidly spreading toward his shoulder.
