"Uh…"
The three intruders were instantly stunned, their eyes wide in shock.
The slick-looking one immediately screamed in fear, "Lord, I was wrong! I was wrong! I'll talk, I'll tell you everything, just please don't use those creepy creatures to torture me!"
"I was wrong too, I'll confess honestly!", the honest-looking man hurriedly echoed, "I'm from District One. We're General Shakun's subordinates. General Shakun sent me to investigate you—"
"Don! Shut up!"
At that moment, the intruder tied furthest inside, whose legs had already been twisted out of shape by the strangling vines, had a poker face.
The kind of face that looked especially stern at a glance. Seeing the honest man about to reveal the truth, he immediately shouted to stop him.
"Heh! Since you want to die first, I'll grant your wish!"
Ethan snapped his fingers again.
He ordered several fart bees to fly in front of the poker-faced man, then instructed one of them to fart right in his face.
Pfft!
A faint, almost inaudible sound rang out.
A stream of green gas burst out from the fart bee's rear, and the poker-faced man's expression changed drastically.
He probably never expected that these bees would attack by farting.
So, by the time he tried to hold his breath, it was already too late.
His eyes were practically smoked green, and he immediately grew dizzy, gagging and turning his head to the side as he started vomiting nonstop.
But it was clear he hadn't been poisoned to death. He just kept retching loudly.
Taking advantage of the moment while he was still adapting to the poison gas, Ethan turned to the honest man again, "Continue."
"Yes, yes, Lord."
The honest man glanced at his companion, swallowed nervously, and went on, "Here's what happened. Ever since General Shakun found out that you were ranked first in the district, he's been very upset and wanted to investigate you."
"Later, I heard our adjutant tried to probe into your background and got tricked out of quite a lot of materials by you. That made the General furious."
"So General Shakun sent us scouts to investigate. When we were climbing over your wall, those vines wrapped around us, and then..."
"Don!"
The poker-faced man roared, "You betrayed the General. You won't die a good death!"
"You'd better pray you die right here on the spot. Otherwise, when we get back, I'll have the General tie you to the punishment pillar and stab you to death."
"Oh? Done vomiting?"
Ethan saw that the poker-faced man still had the strength to shout and threaten others.
'Looks like his poison resistance has already recovered.'
He immediately snapped his fingers again, this time ordering two fart bees to release gas at the same time.
Ethan wanted to use him as a test to see if he could withstand the fart bee's poison. If he could, then he would try the same method on the other two later.
Only after confirming there was no danger would he use it on his territory members.
That way, all of them could gain poison immunity together. Even if the level wasn't high, it should be enough to resist ordinary toxins.
After all, in this mist world, danger was everywhere. Any extra means of self-protection was a good thing.
Pfft! Pfft!
The two fart bees released two streams of green gas at the same time.
This time, the poker-faced man had learned his lesson. The moment the bees flew over, he immediately held his breath, planning to wait until the smell faded before breathing again.
But Ethan naturally wouldn't let him have his way.
He grabbed the scarecrow by the head and threw it like a javelin straight at the poker-faced man.
["Holy crap!"]
As the scarecrow flew through the air, it stared at Ethan in disbelief, ["What are you doing?"]
Thud!
The poker-faced man was struck head-on by the scarecrow's stick.
After landing, the scarecrow tried hard to hop again, so it bounced several times on the poker-faced man's stomach, stabbing him repeatedly until he screamed in pain.
The moment he opened his mouth to shout, he naturally inhaled a large amount of the poison gas.
So… The poker-faced man immediately started vomiting wildly again.
Seeing him retch, Ethan continued questioning the honest man, "You said you're General Shakun's subordinates. Did he gather you after coming to this mist world?"
"N… no," The honest man answered honestly, "We were originally a warlord faction from the Copper Triangle. Our entire village relied on General Shakun to survive. Whoever disobeyed him would die."
The more Ethan listened, the stranger it sounded, "So according to you, your entire warlord faction got transported into this world?"
"Yes," The honest man nodded, "When I woke up, I was still in the army. It's just that our camp had changed location."
"So an entire military camp got relocated over here. That's just ridiculous."
Ethan rubbed his chin.
Then he asked some of the questions he'd been wondering about, "Right! Since your whole army came over, do you have firearms? Or does anyone have any special abilities?"
"No firearms!"
The honest man shook his head, "When we woke up, we realized that except for our clothes, everything else was gone."
"Some people even found their prosthetic limbs had mysteriously disappeared. We don't know what happened."
"Anyway, it was really strange."
"As for special abilities…"
The honest man seemed not to understand what Ethan meant and asked in return, "Do fighting skills and finding herbs count?"
"Not that kind. Forget it."
Ethan had originally wanted to mention cheat-like abilities, but he didn't want to reveal anything. So he changed his approach, "Since you had nothing, how did you survive in this world?"
"It's already hard enough for me to survive alone, let alone a whole group like you?"
"Uh… well…"
The honest man hesitated, unsure how to answer.
After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "Actually, it's like when we used to do wilderness training. It's tough, but not impossible to survive."
"Sometimes we run into strange creatures from this world. Some are pretty strong and require a whole group of us working together to kill."
"But some are just like creatures from Earth. They're quite easy to deal with."
"Some people in our army are good at making primitive tools, so we were able to hunt quite a lot using bows and arrows."
"Later, we opened treasure chests and got quite a few tool blueprints. Hunting gradually became easier."
"Easier?"
Ethan raised an eyebrow. He had encountered monsters like the Devouring Sky Beast, the Mud Slime Monster, and the Ruins Stone Man.
Forget dozens of people. Even a full regular army unit might get wiped out by them.
'How on earth did these people survive?'
No matter how he looked at it, it didn't make sense.
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