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Lu Changsheng reacted quickly and slammed the door shut, but more than a dozen insects still crawled in.

Cheng Caijun reacted quickly, grabbing a basin of water from the side and smashing it against the insects, tearing them to pieces in a few thuds.

The earthenware basin shattered, shards and insect carcasses flying everywhere. He kicked away a centipede that was trying to crawl into his trouser leg, then stomped on it hard.

In just over ten seconds, the poisonous insects that had invaded the house were all eliminated, but an even stronger, sweet and foul stench filled the air.

Lu Changsheng walked to the door and looked out through the crack again. The swarm of poisonous insects stirred again because of the door being closed and the commotion inside, but they still tried to break through the door and tightly surround it.

"These insects were placed here by someone."

Lu Changsheng said in a deep voice.

"can not wait."

Lu Changsheng quickly made a judgment and took out two palm-sized kraft paper packets from his system storage space. The packets were sealed with simple talismans drawn with cinnabar and emitted a faint smell mixed with realgar, mugwort, and several other pungent medicinal herbs.

"Insect repellent powder, redeemed from the store. It was originally for jungle or cemetery environments, but I didn't expect to use it here."

Lu Changsheng handed one of the packages to Cheng Caijun.

"Use it sparingly, we don't know how many days we'll be stuck here. After I open the door, you follow behind me and evenly sprinkle the powder in an area one step in front of us, forming a path. Be quick, the effects may not last long."

Cheng Caijun took the medicine packet, nodded vigorously, but his palms were sweating.

Lu Changsheng gripped the doorknob again, took a deep breath, and gave Cheng Caijun a wink.

"Three, two, one!"

The door was suddenly pulled open!

The restless swarm of insects outside the door instantly surged toward the entrance like sharks that had smelled blood!

Lu Changsheng's eyes sharpened, and he tore open the medicine packet in his hand, using a clever force to send a large cloud of grayish-white powder flying forward in a fan shape!

"laugh--!"

The moment the powder came into contact with the swarm of insects, puffs of white smoke rose from the carapaces of the front-row poisonous insects, causing them to retreat frantically!

The area covered by the powder left a blank space. Although the insects on the edge were still restless, they were clearly terrified of that area.

"Walk!"

Lu Changsheng gave a low shout and stepped out of the room first, his feet landing on the floor covered with medicinal powder. He heard the faint "crunch" of insects being crushed and felt the granular texture of the powder under his feet.

Cheng Caijun followed closely behind, carefully sprinkling the powder in his hand behind and on both sides of Lu Changsheng as he walked.

The powder had a pungent smell, but it was the most reassuring scent for the two of them at that moment. The swarms of insects on both sides retreated continuously under the threat of the powder, yet, driven by some other force, they kept trying to close in, creating a strange tug-of-war.

The walk through the courtyard, which was only a dozen meters long, was nerve-wracking. When the two finally stepped out of the dilapidated wooden gate, the swarm of insects behind them lost their target, surging wildly at the edge of the scent of the powder, but no longer chasing after them.

On the dirt road outside the courtyard, only a few poisonous insects crawled by. When they saw the two of them come out, they quickly scurried into the weeds or cracks in the wall.

"Huff... huff..."

Cheng Caijun held his knees, panting heavily. He had been under a lot of mental tension, and now that he relaxed, he felt his legs were a little weak.

Lu Changsheng looked towards the middle of the courtyard, where there were already people. He immediately spotted An Zhiyu, who was looking up at the direction of the ancient locust tree. Her profile appeared calm and cold in the morning light.

Kevin, with his brown hair, was squatting by the door, examining the deep, claw-like marks on the wall, his face grave.

Mark stood behind him, his face ashen, clearly having not slept well the night before.

Yamamoto Ichiro and Park Bo-soo stood side by side, more than a meter apart, and appeared to be unharmed and neatly dressed.

Lu Changsheng counted; including the two of them, there were seven people in total. Three were still missing.

Emily with red hair, the gloomy long-haired man, and the burly black man who lived with them.

"Click."

A soft, crisp sound came from the doorway.

Emily walked into the yard. She seemed to have just woken up, and she stretched, with a blade of grass in her mouth.

She was holding a poisonous beetle in her hand!

The beetle struggled frantically between her fingers, its sharp mandibles opening and closing, but it couldn't hurt her in the slightest.

Then, under the slightly astonished gazes of Lu Changsheng, Cheng Caijun, and the other players present—

Suddenly, a small ball of red flame appeared in Emily's palm with a "poof" sound!

The flames were extremely hot, instantly roasting the beetle in his hand until it was charred and crispy.

She opened her mouth, and with a "crunch," tossed the charred beetle into it. After chewing a few times, she swallowed it. Then she licked her lips and let out a satisfied burp.

"To have so much breakfast delivered right after I stepped out the door, what a wonderful day!"

Netizens got goosebumps just looking at it.

What did I see?

Roasting poisonous insects for breakfast? This woman's approach is too wild!

This dungeon is indeed full of hidden masters; none of them are easy.

Am I the only one concerned about where the other two went?

Emily clicked her tongue, then, as if only then noticing the people in the yard, raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, everyone's out? Not bad! Where are the other two?"

Brown-haired Kevin also stood up at this moment and replied calmly:

"That big black guy went out alone half an hour ago."

They went out? Before it was fully light?

Lu Changsheng's heart stirred.

Rule number two: Do ​​not go out after dark.

Although the sky was already turning white, strictly speaking, the morning mist had not yet dissipated and the sky was not yet bright. Could it be considered "dawn"?

That big black man, how dare he?

"Knock, knock, knock."

Just then, there was a rhythmic knocking on the courtyard gate.

Everyone was startled and looked warily toward the doorway.

"guest?"

An Zhiyu paused for a moment, then walked straight forward and opened the door.

The man who walked in was a short old man wearing a dark blue coarse cloth jacket.

He looked to be in his sixties, with a slightly hunched back, a face covered in deep wrinkles, a extinguished oil-paper lantern in his hand, and a small copper gong hanging from his waist.

His eyes, though not large, were exceptionally clear. They slowly swept over everyone in the courtyard in the morning light, pausing briefly on Kevin and Mark.

"I am Lao Zhao, the village night watchman."

His tone remained calm. "The village chief asked me to check on everyone to see if they are all well and to remind them of the time for breakfast."

His gaze swept across the courtyard, and he frowned slightly: "It seems two people are missing?"

Emily, chewing on a beetle she'd pulled out from somewhere, mumbled, "One big black one went out by itself, and there was another one..."

She glanced at the room shared by the long-haired man and the burly black man. "They're probably not up yet?"