On the floors, walls, and ceilings of the museum, there were tree roots and vines constantly moving about.
Even without actively releasing their toxic traits, the air they exuded still made many people on and around the mountain feel unwell.
Many of the former presidents of the White Elephant Chamber of Commerce, including some, fell unconscious directly.
This gave the still-struggling former president a real sense of being no more than an ant in the face of the transcendent.
Just as he was about to reach his limit,
a breeze blew in his face, dissipating the toxic air and
bringing a sense of cool relief, as the discomfort vanished in an instant.
Those who had passed out also began to wake up, rubbing their foreheads and opening their eyes.
The former president, along with his wife, hurriedly knelt before Rat Taoist,
paying him the highest reverence, just as the most devout believers would to the Great Wizards.