The further inside they went, the stronger the odor became, and by the time they reached the enclosure entry, the smell was already very pungent.
Fang Ye took a breath and said, "The odor has gotten much stronger now, a bit like the musty smell of a fox, but it's still not unbearable!"
Through the transparent glass door, one could see some of the lemurs were still cuddling in a heap, sleeping against each other, piled atop one another in an indistinguishable mass, though their eyes had already opened, grooming each other's fur.
One of them was leaning its head back, its black and white cheeks displaying a curious gaze toward the door.
There were also a few sitting on the perches, with their tails dangling down, facing the sunlight streaming in from outside, they spread their hands open with palms up, like legendary qi culturing martial artists, apparently practicing with great dedication.