Of course, this is a metaphor; such a python, placed outside, would be considered a treasure snake, something money can't buy.
Chen Jie took the snake's gall, and the noise just now might have startled the bats in the sky, or perhaps the bloody scent of the python attracted them.
Suddenly, the group of bats flapped their wings noisily.
Chen Jie was taken aback and immediately jumped up, not caring about the big python beneath him, and quickly fled.
However, the blood-sucking bats were already fully alert, and they all swooped down, flying towards Chen Jie.
Seeing this, Chen Jie was aghast.
The bats were densely packed, perhaps numbering in the thousands; he couldn't resist them head-on.
Thinking this, Chen Jie began to run, deciding to evade the danger first.
But in this pitch-black space, trying to run could hardly ensure outrunning these flying bats.
