He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

Chapter 354 UN Meeting Analyzes Pesticide Sprayers
The Mediterranean sun shines on the impoverished city.

On the edge of this small town made up of shantytowns, two Egyptian men gaze at the distant desert.

The older one, with a full beard, looked to be in his forties. He was squatting under a palm tree, wiping an old hunting rifle.

He looked back at the dilapidated city, where people with large and small bags were crowding onto large trucks and buses, and the city was filled with noise.

Have they arrived?

"They're here, I see them."

The young man stood on a tree branch, gazing at the desert in the distance.

In the far distance, a dark line could be faintly seen moving toward him.

It looks like a person, but the human shape is not yet clear.

"Are you afraid?"

The young man was trembling all over, and even the leaves were shaking.

"Not afraid."

"You're so stubborn, aren't you afraid you'll start shaking?"

"This branch is so thin, how could I not tremble?"

The young man climbed down the tree trunk.

"The TV said those are monsters that even artillery shells can't destroy. Do you think our few homemade guns can handle them?"

"We have no way out; we have to buy time for our families."

Where are they going?

“Go east, to Taba, where there are ships to Saudi Arabia. We men have to stay here and buy them time.”

“I didn’t say ‘them,’ I said the two dogs.”

The two old dogs walked away along the base of the wall.

"What kind of time is this to be worrying about dogs?"

"Even a dog's life is a life."

Soon, more than a hundred men gathered under the tree, young and old, the oldest with a full head of white hair, the youngest not even as tall as a gun.

They only had a dozen or so homemade guns, and the rest of the men could only use some farm tools for self-defense.

This ragtag army stood on the edge of the town, with the place where they had grown up behind them.

Their relatives boarded trucks or buses and disappeared behind the sand dunes along the road stained with yellow sand.

And the dark line on the horizon was gradually becoming clearer.

You can see human figures, although you can't see their faces yet.

"Brothers, it's time to fight. We may fall today, but we fall to protect our homes, our families, and our country. This is the glory of Egyptian men. Charge!"

Under the scorching sun, this army, composed of the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, launched its final assault.

One by one, lonely figures disappeared into the desert.

From a distance, they could make out the appearance of those monsters.

The dried-up, blackened mummy stumbled along.

The faces of the Israeli soldiers were even more horrific, with lacerations and bite marks that created horrific wounds. Multiple explosions had burned away large amounts of skin tissue, leaving bright red muscle intact.

Everyone stopped in their tracks.

Some people's legs went weak, and some were too terrified to speak.

The man in the lead raised his hunting rifle and fired a shot from a distance of 400 meters.

The bullet struck the mummy squarely in the face, but bounced off as if it had hit the armor plate.

These people were prepared to die before they came, but when they actually faced these monsters, the fear of death took over.

Many people dropped their weapons and ran away.

"Run! You'll really die!"

Some people collapsed to the ground with their legs going weak, their lips turning white and unable to speak.

Others held their trembling hands and fired at the monsters.

Time was passing, and the monster was approaching.

They could clearly count the number of ribs on those mummies.

Fear weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

Some people knelt down and prayed to Allah.

The boy, holding a hunting rifle, looked up to the sky and howled in despair, "Who can save us!" Suddenly, they heard the roar of an airplane engine.

A yellow, old-fashioned airplane flew low overhead, its wings spraying a curtain of water onto the mummies. The mummies convulsed as if on fire before collapsing and remaining motionless.

As the mummies fell one by one, people exclaimed, "What are those things?"

Mummies were seen falling down in droves.

Before long, the entire massive mummy army was wiped out, leaving corpses strewn across the desert.

The pesticide sprayer streaked across the sky, leaving a beautiful rainbow in its wake.

They stared at the corpses strewn across the ground, still reeling: "What happened?"

"What kind of weapon is that plane?"

"Didn't the TV say that even Israel's artillery barrage couldn't destroy these mummies? How come that plane could?"

"That must be the most advanced fighter jet in the world, probably a secret weapon of the United States."

"I saw a Chinese person on the plane. He must be a secret weapon of the Celestial Empire."

"Also a possibility!"

"But why does this plane look so old-fashioned? And why is it spraying water?"

"What do you know? Modern warfare is nothing like what we imagine. The most advanced weapon in the world is very likely liquid. Maybe the Chinese have invented liquid bombs that can enter the bodies of these monsters and explode from inside them."

They waved their hands excitedly as the pesticide sprayer slowly approached them.

Thank you! Thank you!

You're welcome! I love you all too!

"Slim and long, are you ever going to stop? Why are you interacting with ordinary people now?"

Lee Ki covered the two eyes on the top of his long, thin eyelid to avoid being discovered that he had four eyes.

"The local fans were so enthusiastic."

"Who's your fan! But thanks to you, for getting this pesticide sprayer. We've saved the planet together this time. Thanks to you too, Shark Baby."

"yue~"

Next to him, Shark Baby lay painfully on the plane, retching incessantly.

His voice was slightly distorted: "I'll never save the earth again. Yue~"

He gripped the control stick excitedly.

"It feels so good to fight alongside you guys. I should go back and spray pesticides on the lambs now."

"No need! Let the lambs have a chance to live!"

"No need? Then I'll spray the little pig first."

"No need!"

"What about the chicks?"

"That won't do either!"

"puppy?"

"Can't!"

"Lucy?"

Who is Lucy?

"Tommy's daughter-in-law, she always denies that I am her husband, and she even wants the immigration authorities to arrest me."

"You weren't her husband to begin with!"

The members of the Planetary Defense Committee, after watching the footage of the pesticide sprayer annihilating the mummy army, felt as if they had experienced an absurd nightmare.

The Russian representative asked sincerely, "Was that a real nuclear missile you just launched?"

The Israeli representative stammered, "Absolutely true. But now I'm a little unsure."

The US representative stepped forward to take charge of the situation.

"It seems the mummy crisis is over? We haven't done anything yet. But now there's a serious problem: who are these people who resolved the mummy crisis? And what methods did they use?"

"First of all, let's clarify one thing: what we just saw was a pesticide sprayer, right?"

All eyes turned to the representative of the Celestial Empire.

"Why are you all looking at me? You don't think this is our seventh-generation fighter jet, do you? It's not!"

(End of this chapter)