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Chapter 722

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Lü Shu heaved a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that there were no casualties. Negative emotion points could be earned at any time, but human lives could not be exchanged.

However, since there were no casualties … Lü Shu suddenly had a bold idea …

Forget it, it wouldn't be good to scare the other party to the point where they had no enmity with each other. Moreover, there were indeed poisonous insects …

In fact, Lü Shu was also struggling. He knew that Xiaoxiong Xu would not hurt anyone, and the insects that it had created were all insects that did not intend to attack people even after evolving. Even if there were poisonous insects, there were very few of them. Moreover, if he made a few more, he might even be able to reach A-rank. In the end, he was still a little hesitant.

This was because the insects underground might not always be completely harmless like this. There might even be poisonous insects in the dark and damp sewers.

After all, the people of Luoyang City did not provoke him, so he could say, "I'm stronger now, and I can protect you better in the future!" Although there might be some casualties, this would only be temporary pain. Don't worry, as long as you endure it, I won't let you get hurt again!

However, he felt that it was as hypocritical as some villains in movies …

For Lü Shu, it was normal for him to be tempted like this. Who didn't have selfish motives? It was normal for him to struggle like this. He also had a bottom line.

Lü Shu suddenly called out to Lü Xiaoyu. "Call Xiaoxiong Xu back, I have something to ask it."

He had not decided what to do, but it would not be too late to ask Xiaoxiong Xu to pause and think about it slowly. He wanted to see if there was a safer way.

In the end, Xiaoxiong Xu came back full of satisfaction. Lü Shu asked, "Have you killed all the insects?"

Xiaoxiong Xu patted his little chest and wrote in a small notebook. "Killed all of them!"

Lü Shu's heart sank. There was no need for him to struggle anymore … He had already killed all of them!

Lü Shu rubbed Xiaoxiong Xu's head. "Well done …"

When he said this, Lü Shu's heart was filled with complicated emotions …

Suddenly, Lü Shu's phone rang. Lü Shu took a look and saw that it was a message from Nie Ting. [Keep a close eye on Xiaoxiong Xu, or else I'll go to Luocheng and chop it up myself.]

Lü Shu's stomach hurt at that moment. Do you, a person in charge of the Tengra's Underground Network, need to worry about such a trivial matter?

Well, Lü Shu's thoughts were completely cut off.

At this time, Lü Shu suddenly woke up. Just now, why did it seem like he was a little overwhelmed by desire? He wasn't like this in the past.

This was the safety of an entire city, and he actually wanted to gamble the safety of so many people in exchange for his own strength?

Sometimes, it wasn't that people weren't kind enough. The world itself had too many temptations, and one had to stick to one's heart.

This matter could be big or small. Lü Shu felt that he couldn't make a big deal out of it, but he also couldn't give up eating for fear of choking … Yes, he still had to earn negative emotion points, but he couldn't let it get to his head.

At this time, the lone cultivators had already finished killing the insects. The residents of the neighborhood came out to send them off. "Thank you so much. I didn't expect there to be such good people like you. There are still so many good people in this world!"

The lone cultivator in the lead had a tattoo of a green dragon on his arm and a spider on his neck. This lone cultivator was a little embarrassed by the compliments. "Look at you, you're a bad person. Why are you being so polite to me?"

The residents: "…"

Zhong Yutang silently turned his head and said to Youming Yu earnestly, "Remember to strengthen ideological education for them when you go back …"

Youming Yu: "… Okay."



Night fell, and there was a rustling sound in a village near Luocheng.

Different from the sound of the wind, the dense rustling sound was like armor rubbing against each other. Following the sound, it turned out to be a farm that specialized in breeding pincer scorpions.

Scorpions were usually bred in separate nests, and they had very high medicinal value. They could treat burns, whooping cough, bone and joint tuberculosis, suppurative otitis media, and so on.

Because of their medicinal value, there were farmers who bred scorpions all over the country. There were scorpions in Yuzhou, Shanzhou, Shanzhou, and so on. There were scorpions all over the country. There was once a person who privately bred scorpions in a private house, but the scorpions dug through the wall and ran into the neighbor's house, resulting in a tragedy where seven people died and two were seriously injured.

Scorpions liked damp and dark environments, and were usually bred in nests. Scorpions in a nest would not attack each other, but when two nests met, they would kill each other.

At this time, in this farmer's scorpion pond, the scorpions that were at most two fingers wide had grown to the size of a palm, and their light yellow bodies had also grown to a dark brown color.

After the rustling sound, the walls of the two scorpion ponds were forcibly broken through, and the two nests of scorpions instantly fought each other in an extremely crazy manner!

There were a lot of scorpions, and they even made a slight hissing sound when they fought each other, which was unheard of.

This battle quickly ended within an hour, and in the end, the remaining nest of scorpions was already riddled with scars.

More than a dozen large female scorpions stepped on the scorpions' corpses and began to lay eggs. Those eggs hatched extremely quickly, and then the densely packed small scorpions actually began to gnaw on the corpses of the scorpions that died in battle, and their transparent bodies rapidly turned into hard shells.

Hiss hiss!

When this action was completed, the victorious nest of scorpions actually began to crawl out. Scorpions had an extremely sensitive sense of smell, and a large scorpion lay in the gap of the door for a moment. Suddenly, it hissed, and the group of scorpions behind it actually broke through the door behind it.

The densely packed scorpions spread towards the village like a tide. The villagers died in their sleep, and then became new nourishment.

For a moment, the entire village was like purgatory. If someone was present to see this scene, they would probably be so frightened that they would vomit!

When dawn arrived, the scorpions all burrowed underground or into the homes of the residents to sleep, and began to wait for the next night.

In the morning, the town's postman rode a motorcycle to the village, humming a little song. Now that there were fewer people sending letters, his work was rather leisurely.

This year, the postman was already 50 years old. He was only waiting to survive until he retired and went home to enjoy his life. As for whether the postal industry would be good or bad in the future, it had nothing to do with him.

The postman hummed a song as he thought about whether he would be able to see the widow at the entrance of the village today.

When he entered the village, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. In the past, he could hear dogs barking as soon as he came in. Why was it so quiet today? It couldn't be that all the dogs were asleep, right?

Suddenly, there was a strange rustling sound beside him. The postman slowly turned his head to look and was shocked to see black scorpions crawling out from the gap of the door of the resident's house!

"F * ck!" The postman didn't dare to turn around. He twisted the accelerator in his hand, and the old motorcycle roared forward. He wanted to go straight through the village, but turning around was not possible. There was a tide of scorpions behind him!

The postman twisted the accelerator like a madman to escape. As for the widow or not, he had to survive first!

However, at this time, he didn't notice that the road conditions in the village were too bad. The speed of the motorcycle was too fast, causing a section of the road to collapse and overturn him along with the motorcycle!

By the time he remembered to get up and continue to escape, the tide of scorpions had already surged forward.

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