Chapter 904: Mutual Destruction

Given the high likelihood of blood vendetta between the two, they definitely couldn't both be buried in the same pit.

Once Bi Fang had huffed and puffed under the tree to dig out two deep pits and neatly arranged the skeletons inside, the sun had already set.

"Phew, there's just not enough time, feels like I hardly did anything and it's already getting dark."

The twilight cast a dark golden halo around Bi Fang as he held the stone shovel, flattening the last inch of soil and wiping the copious sweat from his brow.

The evening breeze was soothing as it brushed against his skin, making it all the more comfortable.

Plus, without the annoyance of mosquitoes, it was even better.

Usually, mosquitoes are less during the day and more at night, but in Kenya it's the opposite, mainly due to local temperatures.

In the evening, as the temperature drops sharply, when it falls below 17℃, mosquitoes generally stop biting, and with no water bodies nearby, it's hard to find them.