The system chose the direction where the bug jumped out, even though there were at least three or four other places in the yard where it could have escaped!

While cursing the system, Lucas didn't waste any time.

There was no time to break the glass, and dying wasn't his style.

Taking advantage of the bug's lack of reaction, Lucas quickly turned around and crawled back into the bus.

There were several oxygen cylinders and portable liquefied gas canisters on the bus that could be used as bombs. The interior of the bus also provided natural cover, enough to withstand the bug's sharp legs to some extent.

It was time to take the initiative!

Lucas had a feeling that there was no way to retreat. Through the broken window, he threw the first oxygen cylinder at the bug, followed closely by a portable liquefied gas canister.

At that moment, the bug's body was still partially on fire, so there was a high possibility of detonating the two "bombs."

Clang—

Bang—

The oxygen cylinder hit the bug's back shell, producing the sound of metal collision, but it didn't explode.

Then the portable liquefied gas canister landed on the bug's shell and instantly exploded.

Perhaps due to being burned by the intense fire for so long, the bug's defense seemed weaker than before. It finally felt pain, and its whole body trembled.

Three sharp bug legs danced wildly in the air, making Lucas feel a little uneasy.

"Something's not right."

"Is the bug injured?"

Watching the chaotic dance of the bug's legs, Lucas furrowed his brow.

The three bug legs being used by the bug seemed strange and out of sync.

When lifting its legs, the bug's body had a subtle sense of weightlessness, which Lucas happened to observe.

Lucas then threw two more portable liquefied gas canisters at the bug.

Bang—

Bang—

Explosions continued, and the bug's condition deteriorated even further. Its three legs continued to flail, but this time, the sense of weightlessness in its body became more apparent.

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Lucas observed the whole process carefully.

The bug's legs were definitely injured, and most importantly, Lucas noticed that several of the bug's eyes were probably blind or completely blind.

Lucas threw another portable liquefied gas canister, and after the explosion, he confirmed the bug's current condition.

After several consecutive explosions, the bug didn't move its body, but continued to wildly flail its legs and emit continuous screams.

The bug's screams were incredibly piercing, and Lucas felt his ears ache and his head become dizzy.

"This doesn't seem right!"

"This guy is probably calling for help!"

As if stimulated, Lucas's mind suddenly became much clearer.

He knew that he had two choices now: either run away or immediately kill this bug. Otherwise, if more bugs arrived, he would likely meet a gruesome end.

Looking at the things inside the vehicle, Lucas picked up a fire axe with one hand and had a pocket full of portable liquefied gas canisters in the other. He then pulled a nail gun from the vehicle.

The chainsaw had burned up in the fire, which annoyed Lucas. It was a formidable weapon.

Wait a minute, there were several small gasoline containers in the vehicle!

Placing the nail gun on the ground, Lucas went back into the vehicle and took out the gasoline.

The small gasoline containers were actually stored in white rectangular plastic barrels, weighing about twenty kilograms each, with a total of five barrels.

Quietly approaching a spot about ten meters away from the bug, Lucas poured out all five barrels of gasoline on the ground, encircling the bug.

After emptying five and a half barrels of gasoline, Lucas was completely soaked, feeling like he was about to collapse.

Just dealing with the gasoline had already pushed Lucas to his limit.

The process of pouring the gasoline was done cautiously, fearing that he would alarm the bug and provoke an attack, or accidentally ignite the gasoline, considering the bug was on fire.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead with his clothes and regaining some strength, Lucas bent down and carefully arranged the five and a half barrels of gasoline in their positions. He then swiftly picked up one barrel, aimed at the bug, and threw it with all his might.

Bend down, pick up the barrel, throw...

Lucas performed these actions continuously five times in a row.

On the last throw, Lucas was almost too exhausted to lift his hand. Gritting his teeth, he threw the barrel and quickly turned around to run.

Boom—

Boom—

Five consecutive sounds of gasoline ignition came from behind him. Lucas immediately threw himself to the ground, grabbing the fire axe along the way.

Rolling over, Lucas looked towards the bug's location.

A large fire erupted, and this time the bug finally met its tragic end...

Still, only three insect legs flailed about wildly. The entire body turned into a fireball, and with great difficulty, it managed to move its lower body. The flames on its body ignited the gasoline on the ground, where Lucas lay.

This time was different from before.

Previously, the insects' heads and dorsal armor were primarily on fire, but this time, the relatively weaker abdomen was also burned.

Lucas was nearly paralyzed on the ground, watching the insect dance in the fire pit.

At this moment, the screams from the insect became much softer, even the sound seemed to change, resembling the hoarseness of a human voice.

Lucas propped himself up and sat upright, pulling the portable liquefied gas canister beside him and throwing them one after another at the insect.

This time, Lucas aimed at the insect's legs when throwing.

Bang, bang...

After a series of explosions, finally, the insect's legs ceased their flailing, and the entire body collapsed to the ground.

Success!

Lucas observed for two or three minutes, feeling ecstatic.

The insect's legs were disabled, reducing the threat to Lucas by more than ninety-nine percent.

Driven by determination, Lucas stood up and approached the insect, dragging the fire axe with him.

If the insect could still deliver a fatal blow to Lucas at this moment, he felt he would have accepted his fate!

Time did not allow him to wait any longer, as there could be other insects coming at any moment.

Enduring the pain of being roasted, Lucas targeted the insect's head and launched his lethal attack.

He raised the fire axe and swung it down fiercely.

The sound of metal collisions continued...

Lucas couldn't remember how many strikes he delivered in one breath, only stopping when he heard a "plop" sound.

With the sound of the "plop," the insect's entire body trembled violently a few times.

Lucas dragged the fire axe and returned to throw the remaining three bottles of portable liquefied gas at the insect's head.

Bang, bang, bang...

"Congratulations, host, for completing the mission. You are rewarded with a red capsule."

As the explosion ceased, the moment the system's voice sounded, Lucas knew the insect must have died...

It's over...

His body went limp, and Lucas collapsed on the ground.

"I killed an insect!!!"

At this moment, the only thought in Lucas's mind was this. If he hadn't been so exhausted, he would have wanted to stand up and laugh out loud.

"For over a decade, two lifetimes, I finally killed an insect..."

After the great joy came a sudden wave of sadness. Lucas felt like crying, and he suddenly remembered purifying the mushrooms.

He couldn't rest now; he might lose his life at any moment.

He had to plant the mushrooms as the system instructed.

As long as the purified mushrooms could really repel the infected, then within the next ten hours, this place would be safe.

He should take this time to rest and repair the bus.