He pulled out several packs of masks and asked Ye Mianmian to help distribute them to everyone.
Everyone was very grateful, and then they all cast thankful looks, although no one spoke.
The smell was truly unbearable; even Jhiang Yuan felt somewhat nauseous.
At the lakeside, the crackling sounds of explosions continued, led by Jiang Yuan and the lab team.
They crouched and moved forward bit by bit, trying to see if there were any hidden, leftover insects.
Among these fifty people, twenty were guards sent specifically to protect Professor Jiang's safety.
Upon seeing this, they went over to help as well.
The rest of the group was uncertain whether they should step forward or not.
The crackling noise grew louder and more piercing, and it even seemed like the cries of children could be heard.
All the trees around the lake began to thrash their branches wildly, as if trying to shake off the fire on them.
This reminded Jhiang Yuan of the Divine Tree they had passed by earlier.