Searching for someone in northern Myanmar, and you call that earning tuition fees?

In Liu Jianjun's eyes, Su Ming was practically a walking military supercomputer.

No, even supercomputing has to follow basic principles, which Mr. Su doesn't.

Wang Hu moved closer to him, about to speak, but was stopped by a look from Liu Jianjun.

"Shut up." Liu Jianjun lowered his voice, his tone serious. "Don't disturb Mr. Su receiving the 'space-ground signal'!"

Wang Hu: "...?"

Oh no, Brother Liu's symptoms seem more severe than mine.

The humid, stifling heat deep within the rainforest made it hard to breathe. The air was thick with the pungent smell of decaying plants and earth, and even more deadly were the ubiquitous mosquitoes.

The mosquitoes here are as big as flies, with sharp mouthparts that can leave large welts even through combat uniforms. Ling Qiao took out a military-grade, high-efficiency mosquito repellent spray from her tactical waist pack and sprayed it on herself and the surrounding area. The pungent smell temporarily dispersed the swarm, but in less than three minutes, a new batch fearlessly swarmed in.

"Damn it, are these bastards on stimulants?" Liu Jianjun slapped seven or eight mosquitoes off his neck, his hand covered in blood.

Ling Qiao's complexion was also not good. In this environment, being constantly bitten not only consumed physical strength, but also made her susceptible to disease. Non-combat casualties are a major taboo in jungle warfare.

"Mr. Su." She looked at Su Ming, who was walking at the front, her tone unconsciously carrying a hint of seeking advice.

"Don't you... feel uncomfortable?"

To her surprise, Su Ming was spotless; not even a moth dared to approach him, let alone a mosquito. He strolled around calmly, completely out of place in the rainforest.

Su Ming stopped and looked back at the three people's disheveled appearance, frowning slightly.

"You guys are too noisy."

"Reporting to Mr. Su!" Liu Jianjun immediately stood at attention. "The mosquito attacked first!"

Su Ming: "..."

He took out the herbs he had bought from the pharmacy and the few homemade sachets from his canvas bag.

"Wear this on your person." He handed each person a sachet.

Upon receiving the sachet, a unique aroma, a blend of mugwort, realgar, and other medicinal herbs, wafted out. Liu Jianjun took the sachet with both hands, treating it like a precious treasure, and carefully hung it around his neck.

"Mr. Su," he asked with a devout expression, "is there... a mosquito-repelling talisman engraved inside? Or has it been blessed?"

Su Ming glanced at him and said irritably, "The scents of herbs like angelica and mugwort can block the receptors on mosquitoes' antennae. Simply put, it disables their 'nose' so they can't find you."

He paused, then added, "This is the wisdom passed down from our ancestors; it's much better than your cheap chemical sprays."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a miraculous scene unfolded.

The swarm of mosquitoes that had been buzzing earlier scattered in panic as soon as they smelled the sachet, creating a strange "mosquito-free zone" around them.

Liu Jianjun stared wide-eyed at his bare arm—not a single mosquito was there! He tentatively took two steps forward, and the swarm of mosquitoes immediately retreated.

"Holy crap..." he couldn't help but swear, then his gaze towards Su Ming became even more fervent. "Mr. Su, you even understand biochemistry and genetics!"

"My grandfather taught me," Su Ming said calmly.

It's Grandpa again! Ling Qiao's heart skipped a beat.

"It takes the country tens of millions of resources and countless hours to train one of our all-around special agents," Ling Qiao said, her voice hoarse as she looked at Su Ming. "Does your family...mass-produce these kinds of monsters?"

Su Ming didn't answer, but looked into the distance, his tone becoming more serious: "The nation's resources must be used wisely. Every bit of energy we save for you in this non-combat zone means a greater chance of winning in the battle in the core area."

"My mission is to retrieve the mother plant, and also to ensure you don't die without knowing why. Sacrificing yourselves for a mosquito bite is a waste of the country's compensation funds."

His words elevated personal performance to the level of national strategy.

Liu Jianjun was filled with fervor, straightening his back forcefully: "Mr. Su is right! Let's save every penny for the country, starting with mosquito prevention!"

Ling Qiao was utterly speechless. What kind of person was this guy? Greedy? Yet every word he uttered mentioned saving the country money. Arrogant? Yet everything he did prioritized the safety of the team.

He always manages to do the most outrageous things using the simplest principles, and yet you still feel... damn well that it makes perfect sense.

The group continued onward, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed. With the mosquito-repellent sachets, trekking through the rainforest became instantly easier and more pleasant.

Wang Hu finally found an opportunity and followed Liu Jianjun around, whispering boasts, "Brother Liu, I told you, Mr. Su is a god. Last time in the desert, he could build a car out of a scrap of metal and drift it..."

"You don't know anything!" Liu Jianjun turned around and glared at him, saying in a lecturing tone, "That's not called drifting, that's Mr. Su using the Bernoulli effect and the desert terrain for high-speed tactical evasion! Do you think this is QQ Speed?"

Wang Hu was completely dumbfounded and stood there stunned.

He realized he couldn't keep up with Brother Liu's train of thought. He had actually lost in the matter of praising Mr. Su.

Su Ming, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped.

He took a light sniff of the air and frowned.

"What's wrong, Mr. Su?" Liu Jianjun's heart jumped. "Is it someone from 'Viper'?"

"No." Su Ming shook his head, his expression turning serious.

He pointed ahead into the depths of the dense forest shrouded in thick fog.

"Something there... is completely rotten."

"It smells like a corpse, a lot of it... but it's not quite."