The next morning, Noah returned to his shop with a head full of questions. The $30,000 offer from the middle-aged woman kept spinning in his mind. After opening the shop and arranging some flowers, he sat behind the cash register with his laptop open in front of him. Today, he would search for information about the "Mist Flower Moon."
Noah started by searching the internet, typing the name of the flower into various search engines. He checked botanical websites, flower enthusiast forums, and scientific articles, but found nothing. The name "Mist Flower Moon" did not appear anywhere.
Feeling frustrated, Noah turned to the collection of botany books he had in the shop. He flipped through page after page, looking for clues about this mysterious flower. However, none of the books contained a name or description that matched.
The hours ticked by, and afternoon turned into evening. Noah closed one of the books with a loud thud, expressing his frustration.
**Noah**: "How is it possible that this flower is not recorded anywhere? Was the woman just playing a trick on me?"
Suddenly, another idea came to him. He decided to contact an old friend, a botanist who worked at a renowned botanical garden in the city. Noah hoped his friend might know something about this rare plant.
Noah picked up his phone and called his friend, Ethan.
**Ethan**: "Hey Noah, it's been a while. What's up?"
**Noah**: "Hey Ethan, I need your help. I'm looking for information about a flower called the 'Mist Flower Moon.' It only grows at the peak of Mount Mons and glows like the moon at night. Have you ever heard of it?"
There was a moment of silence as Ethan pondered.
**Ethan**: "Mist Flower Moon? Hmm, I've never heard of it. But that sounds like something very rare. If it can glow like the moon at night, the flower must be able to reflect moonlight. Maybe I can find more information in the botanical garden's library. I'll look around and let you know if I find anything."
**Noah**: "Thanks, buddy."
After hanging up, Noah felt a little relieved. At least there was hope of finding some clues about this flower.
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A few days later, Noah received a call from Ethan.
**Ethan**: "Noah, I found something that might interest you. In the library, I found information about a flower with a similar description. But I found it in a book of folklore."
**Noah**: "What do you mean?"
**Ethan**: "The flower is mentioned in an ancient legend from a local tribe around Mount Mons. They call it the 'Mist Flower Moon.' According to the legend, this flower has seven petals with different colors that represent spirits and elements, and it glows at night. However, this flower has never been documented in scientific records. It's more like a folk tale."
**Noah**: "Thanks, Ethan. This is very helpful. I'll try to find out more about this legend."
After hanging up, Noah decided to visit the local library to learn more about the folklore of the tribes around Mount Mons. He found several books on myths and legends and began reading them carefully.
In one of the books, he found a story about a flower called the "Mist Flower Moon," which only grew at the peak of Mount Mons. This flower was believed to have magical powers and could only be found under certain conditions and fulfilled requirements.
**Noah**: "Is this what the woman is looking for? Does she believe in the magical powers of this flower?"
With this new information, Noah felt a bit more optimistic. Although the journey to Mount Mons seemed increasingly dangerous and risky, he had to try. He would give her the money and might finally be free from his mother's shadow.
Noah began planning his journey to Mount Mons, unaware that the upcoming destiny would change his life forever.
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The next morning, he arrived at the shop earlier than usual, preparing for his departure. He made a list of items to bring: food supplies, warm clothing, climbing gear, a map, and some notebooks to record everything he found.
Noah also decided to close his shop for a few days. He put up a notice on the door.
After preparing everything, Noah locked up the shop and walked to the bus stop. He took a bus to the last village at the foot of Mount Mons.
The last village at the foot of Mount Mons was quiet and isolated. The locals looked at Noah with curiosity as he got off the bus. He headed to the only inn in the village to rest before starting his climb the next day.
At the inn, Noah met an old man, the innkeeper, who seemed to know a lot about the mountain. Noah decided to ask him.
**Noah**: "Excuse me, sir. I'm a climber looking to reach the peak of Mount Mons. Do you know the best way to get to the top?"
The old man thought for a moment before answering. "The path to the peak is not easy. Many climbers have gotten lost or returned empty-handed. However, there is an old trail that is rarely used. It's more dangerous, but it's quicker. If you're brave enough, you can try that trail."
Noah nodded, thanking him for the information. That night, he finally rested at the inn, preparing himself mentally and physically for tomorrow