The hall at the entrance and exit of the Haunted Mansion queue was very tall, somewhat like a medieval church, and could truly be called magnificent.
Strange and Stark stepped a little closer. Honestly, from this distance, it was impossible to tell that it was broccoli. It was clearly an enormous, towering tree with a thick trunk.
Its trunk was as thick and powerful as a giant's arm, its canopy shrouding the sky and sun. If they had to compare it to something, it was the World Tree of ants and cabbage worms.
Schiller walked over as well, raised his head to inspect the enormous broccoli, then shook his head and said, "I shouldn't have chosen broccoli in the first place. Once enlarged, it's far too intimidating."
While the others were still marveling at these magical plants, the animal friends on the other side had already grown impatient. Black Panther stepped forward first, flicked his tail, and said, "Since you can't enter the battlefield right now, let us transport these plants to their designated positions. Start assigning combat tasks."
Schiller turned around and saw excitement gleaming in the animal gods' eyes. Clearly, they too had been affected by the atmosphere of this park.
But unlike humans, beasts possessed stronger animal instincts. Even after becoming gods, they could not escape their animal nature.
Humans felt fear in gloomy, oppressive, nerve-wracking environments because their cerebral cortexes were more developed, their ability to make associations was stronger, and they already possessed concepts such as ghosts.
But animal gods were different. They were animals, and animals had underdeveloped abstract thinking, so they were not good at making associations. They had no ghost stories, either. Thus, when they felt tense and oppressed, their hunting instincts were often triggered, heightening their urge to attack so they