Chapter 925

After gradually entering winter, the rain in Cat Getan did not decrease. The drizzling rain slid down the eaves, and when it fell into the garden, the leaves of the delicate garden plants were knocked down, the soft branches bent down, close to the ground, making a helpless wail.

Merkel put on a raincoat, took an umbrella, and went out. Shiler, who was reading by the fireplace, looked up and asked, "What's wrong? Where are you going?"

"Sir, the rain tonight is too urgent. The newly transplanted plants in the garden probably can't stand it. I'll go and set up the rain shed so that they won't be unable to survive this winter."

Shiler shook his head and said somewhat helplessly, "Even without the rain, they won't survive this winter. I'm afraid they won't even survive this night..."

"Merkel. I told you long ago that Cat Getan is not a city where you can exert your gardening skills. Those delicate European seedlings are only suitable for growing in the gardens of European nobles. Cat Getan? Here will only be their graveyard."

Merkel sighed lightly and said, "A month ago, when there was some sunshine, they grew quite well. But I didn't expect that in the past week, the dark clouds haven't left this city."

"Even if they can't all survive, at least we have to save the remaining few. After all, how can there be no flowers in the manor's garden?"

Shiler shook his head helplessly, but didn't say anything. Merkel took the umbrella and went out.

Through the floor-to-ceiling window at the back of the reception hall, Shiler could see that as soon as he went out, the strong wind broke the umbrella ribs. The force of the wind blowing on the umbrella surface carried Merkel and hit the tree behind, and the tree roots on the ground tripped him.

When he stood up again, Merkel threw the broken umbrella aside as if he were sulking, put on the hood of his raincoat, and walked back. Shiler smiled and said, "Why do you have to do this? Can't you fix it tomorrow morning? It's a typhoon night tonight..."

After speaking, he closed the book, walked to the door, and took a look at the garden behind.

The situation there is indeed not optimistic. Not only the newly transplanted plants, but even many Rosaceae plants left by the manor owner before, as well as dense shrubs, are not growing well. At this time, they are swaying in the typhoon.

Shiler turned back, came to the cloakroom next to the stairs, took out two umbrellas, and handed one to Merkel. Merkel took the umbrella and looked at him somewhat suspiciously. Shiler shrugged and said:

"We have to rescue the plants. Looking at this weather, the gardeners in Cat Getan must be very busy tomorrow. You can't count on the wealthy ladies in the manor area to go and rescue their gardens in such a rainy night."

Shiler put on his raincoat, took his umbrella, and came to the garden. The cold wind blew his raincoat with a clatter, but the umbrella was very firm, letting the wind blow and the rain break, motionless.

The garden of the Rodriguez Manor is relatively large in the manor area. It is said that the original owner liked gardening very much. Although Shiler didn't know how a legitimate Gothamite could cultivate this hobby, he spent one-third more money for this beautiful large garden when he bought the manor.

Shiler almost had no habit of cultivation. After getting this large garden, he had also been interested in wanting to plant something, but the final result could not be said to be spring flowers and autumn fruits, it could only be said to be endless fallen leaves.

But before Shiler started cultivation, he made up for a lot of cultivation knowledge. But after doing it, he found that it was too luxurious to cultivate gardening hobbies in Cat Getan. Most of the local plants here have gone through generations of survival of the fittest to adapt to the harsh environment here.

The rain in Cat Getan is equal to all life. Humans will go crazy because of this, animals will be fierce because of this, and plants—they haven't had any terrible mutations yet, which is already a blessing. Wanting them to be delicate and dripping is really asking too much.

After trying to transplant new plants several times without success, Shiler stopped tossing the garden. But later, the Bat-Cat and Pikachu damaged most of the manor's buildings, and Shiler had to move back to school to live for a period of time.

The house can be repaired if it's broken. Shiler could even change the room layout he didn't like into what he wanted, and by the way, unify the decoration style. But the only pity was the large garden. Many plants were injured after the building collapsed. They didn't survive a winter and all died.

Shiler's manor is a very typical English manor building. After entering the entrance door, there is a patio surrounded by three sides on the top, the hall on the left, and the reception room on the right.

On the south side of the reception room is a row of relatively high, slender glass for lighting, and on the north side is a complete arc-shaped floor-to-ceiling glass, and then the door leading to the garden. This floor-to-ceiling glass is the garden outside.

That is to say, when guests enter the reception room to wait, they can see the garden. When Shiler came to see the house back then, he was attracted by this point.

Pushing open the heavy door, the sunlight spilled down from the patio. When walking into the reception room, the slightly higher slender glass cut the sunlight into slender shapes. When projected into the room, it was warm and not dazzling.

Sitting on the sofa in the reception room, turning his head, he could see the garden in full bloom.

Looking out along the floor-to-ceiling glass, first are the Rosaceae plants climbing on the flower stand, followed by the reeds and half of the pond with staggered heights, followed by the winding path of the hedge, the big tree in the middle of the courtyard, and the white flower pavilion in the distance.

This piece of floor-to-ceiling glass is like a picture frame, framing the most beautiful scenery in the manor garden.

But after the garden was destroyed, the flower stand used for climbing plants collapsed. The lower climbing plants survived, but those roses that had grown for many years were almost wiped out. The bricks built around the pond were damaged, and the reeds were also crooked.

The path, flower pavilion, and big tree further away were fine, but without the foil of the foreground, it looked even more desolate.

When Merkel came, what he liked most was the scenery in the large garden. According to him, he had learned the skills of a gardener in the butler academy, so Shiler, who was reading the newspaper in the reception room, often saw him shuttling through the garden with flower branch shears.

But since the large garden was destroyed, Shiler was busy staring at the children in the vocational education academy and didn't have much time to live in the manor. After Merkel called him, he purchased a batch of gardening plants from Europe and planted them in the last transplanting season.

The result is imaginable. After two seasons of devastation and passing through the biggest rainstorm in Cat Getan in ten years, 80% of the transplanted plants didn't even wait for a flowering period and returned to the embrace of Mother Earth. The remaining 20% barely survived, and their state was getting worse.

Standing in the wind and rain, Shiler looked at the flower seedlings tied up with thin ropes to correct their growth, and sighed helplessly. He felt that these remaining plants probably wouldn't survive tonight.

At this time, Merkel came over with the materials for the rain shed. Shiler took a gardening shovel and two rain shed brackets from his hand, walked to the other side of the garden, shoveled the soil loose, and buried the brackets.

After burying all the brackets on the four sides, he hung up the rain shed. After Shiler hung the rain shed on the brackets, he wrapped it around a few times with a rope, fixed it, walked to the other side, and fixed that side too.

"I think we are doing useless work." Shiler said while tying the rain shed: "This is just satisfying our sympathy, and it has no effect on these poor plants."

"What did you say?!" Merkel shouted on the other side of the garden. The wind and rain blocked their voices, so they could only talk with louder voices. Shiler, while tying the rope, repeated it again:

"I said! I think this is completely useless! We can't guard here every night! They will die in the rainy night sooner or later!"

"But we always have to do something, don't we?!" Merkel tightened the collar of his raincoat, buckled his hat more strictly, squinted his eyes that were blown into the rain, and then said loudly: "Last time! When Alfred came to pick up Elsa! He shook his head and sighed at the floor-to-ceiling window! He must have had some opinions on the butler academy I studied in!"

Shiler tied a knot on the rope in his hand, pushed the knot hard onto the bracket, and also shouted loudly: "I think! He might have opinions on me! Because, Elsa hasn't learned to call his name yet! But she has learned to call my name!"

"Oh, damn it!!!" Merkel staggered, shook his hand hard. Shiler looked over there and said: "What's wrong? Is your rope not enough?"

"No, there is a wood thorn on this damn bracket, which pierced into my palm. I might have to go and bandage it!" Merkel frowned, looking at his palm, and said with bared teeth.

Shiler just wanted to speak, a strong wind struck. Merkel took back both hands and didn't hold the bracket. A wind blew past, and the rain shed that had already been propped up, like that umbrella before, suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.

Shiler let go, took a step back, and watched the brackets and rain shed hit the few poor flower seedlings.

Then, he shook his head and said: "It seems that I am still too conservative. They might not even survive the first half of the night..."

The two returned to the manor together. Merkel took off his raincoat and went upstairs to bandage his wound. Shiler stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the rain shed like a spider monster, blown by the strong wind, rolling on the ground. After flying out of the garden, it made the pebble path and the lawn in front a mess.

After Merkel came down, Shiler walked back to the sofa and said: "I originally thought that this garden could last until Elsa learned the word 'garden'. I didn't expect it to be destroyed so soon..."

Merkel revealed a look of guilt. He said: "I shouldn't have thought about rescuing those flower seedlings. Tomorrow morning, not only do I have to clean up the rain shed, but I also have to pave the pebble path again. The hedge shrubs on the side seem to be a bit damaged too. My God!"

Speaking of this, he hurried to the phone and said: "I hope God forgives me for calling Big Foot Daddy so late to ask him to introduce a gardener..."

After speaking, he picked up the phone receiver and dialed. Listening to Merkel communicating with the acquaintances he knew about the time for the gardener and repairman to come to the door, Shiler walked to the floor-to-ceiling window again, wanting to observe how the rain shed like a spider monster destroyed the garden.

Now, the rain shed has been blown under the oak tree in the center of the garden. The thick root system of the oak tree blocked the spider legs of the brackets, weakening its momentum of dancing with claws and fangs. It seems that the road to destruction should have stopped.

Shiler just wanted to turn and leave, when he saw a black shadow jump from the roof of the manor to the oak tree, and then jump down from the branches of the oak tree.

And when landing, the cloak happened to be caught on the erected rain shed bracket, like a mosquito caught by a terrible spider monster, or rather... a bat.

In the first second of being caught, Batman didn't even realize why he was hanging in mid-air. He had walked this road countless times, and almost nothing could go wrong?

But soon, he realized that it wasn't that he had a problem, but that Shiler's manor had a problem.

Looking at this manor that seemed to have been ravaged by a giant monster, and meeting the eyes of Shiler, who was standing quietly in the floor-to-ceiling window with a calm face, Batman was surprised to find that he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Not for Shiler, but for some monster that might have attacked Shiler's manor, and for himself.