He Cannot Die Yet

Suddenly, a green snake slithered forward, raised its head, scanned the crowd with its tongue, and then swiftly swallowed the nearest gemstone.

"They desire the gems more than we do. Let's go, before it finishes eating them," Tom urged.

"But... there are so many gems. If it becomes mutated after consuming them, it'll be very dangerous," Bozi hesitated, unwilling to abandon this potential threat. Mutated ants were already difficult to deal with; mutated snakes would be even more terrifying.

"There's always a way. This is a bamboo leaf green snake, it's poisonous. Let's go!"

Bozi gritted his teeth, picked up Tom, and ran, with the others following closely behind. After running a few steps, they saw someone pushing a cart towards the steps, unsure of how to get it down. Bozi immediately cursed, "Idiot! If you can carry it, carry it. If not, leave it behind. Lives are more important, hurry!"