Xia Chuan didn't know it, but the simple word he had uttered in surprise was enough to shatter the air around him. The sound waves rippled outward, a sudden shockwave that left the soldiers frozen, their ears ringing, almost deaf in both ears. Their bodies trembled, confused, as they struggled to understand what had just happened.
His only focus was the annoying swarm of insects around him.
Whoosh!
Without warning, Xia Chuan reached into his pocket and pulled out a bottle. It was nothing extraordinary—just a bottle of mosquito repellent. But for him, it was an essential tool, one of many he'd prepared for the wilds. He had no time for the pests that gnawed at him. He needed to act fast.
With a casual flick, he unleashed a spray of Liushen toilet water—an insect repellent like no other. The air itself seemed to bend under the power of the mist as it poured down like a torrential rain, spreading like a powerful storm across the jungle.
"Wait, what's that?" One soldier squinted, his gaze narrowing on the mist spreading rapidly.
"I don't know... what the hell is he doing?" another soldier muttered, his voice tinged with fear.
The spray wasn't just a simple mist. It seemed... wrong. The sky darkened. The air thickened. Soldiers stood, transfixed, as the mist surrounded them like a creeping shadow. The world seemed to freeze.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The soldiers were stunned. Then, they caught a whiff of the air, and everything changed. In an instant, chaos erupted. They collapsed to the ground, their bodies convulsing, foaming at the mouth. Blood leaked from their eyes, ears, and noses.
One of the soldiers gasped, his eyes wide in terror. "This... this isn't just gas. It's poison! Deadly poison!"
"Hold your breath! Close your mouth and nose!" another shouted, his voice desperate, but it was too late.
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"It's not just gas!" a third soldier cried, his voice breaking as he struggled for air. "It's poison—just touching it, and we're dead!"
"No... we've angered them," said another, his voice shaking. "The gods... we've pissed off the gods. This is it. This is divine retribution. We're all going to die."
"General, you've led us to our doom. You've completely led us to our doom."
The soldiers' voices broke through the thickening mist, filled with terror, regret tearing through their words. They hadn't known the price of their actions until it was far too late. The attack, their challenge to the ancient gods, had sealed their fate. What had they been thinking? Had they simply turned their backs on survival for glory?
Now, the gods had answered. And this was no mercy.
"Run! Run for your lives!"
The general's voice cracked, desperate, panicked. His once-proud form was a shell of itself, trembling as the poison gripped him. Every breath felt like it would be his last. He couldn't think. He couldn't breathe. His body betrayed him, releasing its own fear in the form of sweat and foul stench.
If not for his golden warrior's resistance to toxins, he would have been dead long ago. But even that protection was slipping now. His limbs screamed for escape, and without another thought, he turned and fled. The soldiers—his own men—were forgotten. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as though it too was trying to flee.
His bravery, once so firm, now seemed foolish. The gods hadn't needed swords or soldiers. They had simply summoned a poisonous rain to do what no army could.
The soldiers followed suit, tumbling over each other, panic filling the air. The mist enveloped them, and with it, their fate was sealed.
Xia Chuan watched, still oblivious to the true extent of what had just unfolded before him. "Huh? Liushen toilet water has such a potent insect repellent effect?" His voice was full of surprise, a hint of curiosity cutting through his shock. He had never seen the effects of the repellent so amplified. In Xuanhuangxing, Liushen toilet water was a simple remedy—good for mosquitoes, nothing more. Seven hours of protection, then it was done.
But here, in this strange world, its power was far beyond what he had imagined.
He paused, then his eyes widened further as realization struck. "Wait... these aren't bugs." The mist parted slightly, and he took a closer look. What had seemed like ants or odd insects crawling beneath the cloud of poison revealed itself as something far more bizarre. Tiny... humans.
The shock hit him like a bolt. "Did I enter the world of Ant-Man?" His mind raced to comprehend the sight. These were miniature beings, barely larger than ants, yet they shared every detail of human form. The scales of life had somehow shifted here, and now Xia Chuan stood in awe, witnessing the impossible firsthand.