The hornet was instantly furious. "You dare insult me? Do you have any idea how serious the consequences are?"

Hank Fowler's lips curled into a disdainful smirk. "After you sting someone, you lose your stinger, right? Without your stinger, you're no threat to me. So, what are you going to do about it?"

"Human, you are too naive! You think I'm just an ordinary hornet? Let me tell you, I can grow my stinger back!" The hornet laughed, its voice full of arrogance and confidence.

"So, you've already regrown your stinger?" Hank's brow furrowed.

A hornet with a stinger and one without were two completely different concepts. He had to be careful.

"Of course! Otherwise, why would I come looking for revenge?" The hornet was extremely cocky.

Hank narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll give you something as compensation. Just leave me alone."

"Giving up already?" The hornet mocked, then asked, "What can you give me?"

"Let me show you." Hank said, turning towards The Hut.

In that instant, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Entering Thatchy, Hank grabbed the insecticide, hid it behind his back, and then casually walked out.

"Human, what good stuff are you hiding? Hurry up and show me!" The hornet urged impatiently.

"I brought you a bottle of Happy Fairy Water!" A strange smile crept onto Hank's lips as he aimed the insecticide at the hornet.

The hornet, unfamiliar with insecticide, looked at it with interest. "What does this thing do?"

"Just a little spray will make you feel like you're floating on clouds. Let me demonstrate." Hank chuckled and pressed the nozzle.

Pfft!

A cloud of white mist with a pungent odor erupted, quickly engulfing the hornet.

Upon smelling the odor, the hornet immediately sensed something was wrong. It frantically flapped its wings, trying to escape, but it was too late.

The white mist surged forward, completely submerging the hornet.

"Argh..." A pained shriek was heard, and the hornet plummeted to the ground, writhing in agony.

"You want to mess with me? Do you even have what it takes?" Hank mocked, then sprayed the hornet again with the insecticide.

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The hornet foamed at the mouth. It was clear it wouldn't survive.

Seeing the hornet's suffering, Hank felt a pang of pity.

In the spirit of humanitarianism, he swung the entrenching tool, bringing it down heavily on the hornet's head, granting it a swift end.

"Boss, when it comes to being sneaky, you're definitely top-tier! Your little bro is in awe!" the entrenching tool complimented.

Hank's face instantly darkened. "If you can't talk properly, don't talk to me at all!"

The entrenching tool: "...."

What did it say wrong this time?

Ignoring it, Hank turned his attention to the hornet's corpse.

He saw a black, sharp needle embedded in its tail.

This needle was the hornet's stinger.

This thing was already highly toxic. If he coated it with the black beetle's venom, its toxicity would surely multiply. Maybe it could even kill the big black wolf in one shot.

Thinking of this, Hank's eyes flickered slightly as a plan quietly began to form.

Later, he carefully removed the stinger, placed it together with the black beetle's corpse, and then left the shelter, heading straight for the beach where he had dug up clams yesterday.

A few minutes later, Hank arrived at the beach and stopped to observe.

The beach was quiet. The two large crabs were nowhere to be seen.

He didn't know if they had moved to a different location or were hiding in the sand, taking a nap.

After a quick look, Hank walked to the large tree and greeted it, "Hey, Tree Bro, how are you?"

The tree ignored him, clearly still holding a grudge about being stripped of its bark yesterday.

Hank's eyes darkened. He gripped the entrenching tool and brandished it at the tree. "What's with the attitude? I'm talking to you! Can't you speak? Are you mute?"

The tree, intimidated by Hank's display of power, hurriedly said, "Sorry, I was sleeping just now. I didn't hear you."

"It's okay, go back to sleep," Hank chuckled and started walking towards the beach.

Watching Hank's retreating figure, the tree muttered under its breath, "What a jerk!"

Arriving at the sandy shore, Hank cleared his throat. "Hey, Sandy, are there any clams nearby?"

Sandy: "Not a single one."

Hank frowned. "How can there be no clams in such a big place? Are you lying to me?"

Sandy: "What would I gain from lying to you?"

Hank was puzzled. "Why are there no clams?"

Sandy explained, "Last night, a large group of red rock crabs came. They scoured the area and ate all the nearby clams!"

"Damn it!" Hank couldn't help but curse.

He considered the clams on this beach his private property.

How dare these red rock crabs come to his territory and steal his property? They deserved to die!

"Boss, since there are no clams here, let's leave," the entrenching tool suggested.

Hank pondered for a moment and continued to question Sandy, "Where did the two big crabs that used to live here go? Don't tell me they were eaten by the red rock crabs too?"

Sandy: "Those two were pretty smart. As soon as they saw the number of red rock crabs, they ran away immediately."

"They're still alive, that's good," Hank sighed in relief.

The entrenching tool was a bit confused. "Boss, aren't you on bad terms with those two big crabs? Why are you suddenly concerned about them?"

Hank chuckled, "If we find treasure chests in the sea later, who else can we rely on to retrieve them but those two big crabs?"

"So that's your plan!" the entrenching tool exclaimed in realization.

"Sandy, which way did those two crabs go?" Hank asked.

Since there were no clams here, he planned to go to another place and check on the two big crabs.

"Go through the reef on your right, and there's another beach. That's my cousin's territory. The two crabs went there."

"Even beaches have siblings?" Hank muttered to himself and then headed to the right.

But before he could take more than a few steps, a mocking voice suddenly rang in his ears, "Human, you're here to show off again!"

Hank stopped, turned his head, and his gaze fell on a super-large oyster.

It was the same oyster he had encountered yesterday.

Hank stared at the oyster, his eyes filled with a chilling intent. He let out a cold laugh, "You really think I can't deal with you, do you?"

The oyster laughed heartily. "You just can't stop bragging, can you? I'm right here. Go ahead, deal with me!"