Chapter 3: Mosquito Repellent Artifact – Liushen Toilet Water

Xia Chuan had no idea that a single exclamation from him had nearly deafened the tiny soldiers below. The sheer force of his voice had shaken their eardrums, leaving them reeling in shock.

But at that moment, he had no time to think about them.

His priority was dealing with the swarm of bugs infesting the forest.

With a swift motion, he pulled out a small bottle—Liushen Flower Dew, a common mosquito repellent. A single spray would keep mosquitoes and insects at bay, making it an essential tool for outdoor survival.

Without hesitation, he pressed down on the nozzle.

A misty rain descended from above, covering the entire area in an instant.

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To the soldiers of the Chen Kingdom, what happened next was nothing short of divine punishment.

From their perspective, the Ancient God had suddenly pulled an artifact from his body and unleashed its terrifying power upon them.

Within seconds, a torrential downpour covered the jungle, stretching a hundred miles in every direction. A dense mist engulfed everything, rolling over them like an unstoppable force of nature.

Then, chaos erupted.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

One by one, soldiers collapsed.

They gasped for air, their faces turning pale. Some foamed at the mouth, while others clutched their throats, their eyes widening in horror. Blood trickled from their lips.

In mere moments, thousands of them had fallen, their bodies twitching before going completely still.

"Poison! It's a poisonous mist!"

"Cover your nose! Hold your breath!"

"It's useless! It's not just gas—it's a venom! Even touching it is fatal!"

Terror spread through the ranks like wildfire.

The realization hit them all at once—they had angered the Ancient God.

The divine punishment had come in the form of a deadly rain, wiping them out in an instant.

"Damn it, General! You've doomed us all!" someone screamed, his voice filled with regret and despair.

If only they had not attacked the Ancient God.

If only they had not been so reckless.

Perhaps, they could have survived.

But now, there was no escape.

"Run! RUN!"

The Chen Kingdom's general was the first to break.

Fear twisted his features as he stumbled backward. His once commanding presence shattered—now, he was just another terrified man scrambling for his life.

Even his status as a Golden Warrior, with a body resistant to most poisons, could not protect him. The mere act of breathing in the mist had already weakened him.

He didn't look back. He didn't care about his soldiers.

All he wanted was to get away.

How could he possibly fight an Ancient God?

The entire army of 100,000 soldiers had been wiped out with just a single attack.

If he stayed, he would die.

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Meanwhile, Xia Chuan blinked in disbelief.

"Huh? Since when was Liushen Flower Dew this effective?"

In his home world, it was nothing more than a mild mosquito repellent. It worked well, sure—but at most, it lasted seven hours and only kept insects away. It didn't kill them.

But here…

Here, its effects were beyond imagination.

At first, Xia Chuan thought it was just a cooling perfume. But upon closer examination, he realized something important—perfumes contained trace amounts of toxins.

For humans, these toxins were harmless.

But for tiny creatures like ants?

It was lethal.

To them, inhaling the mist was no different than a human breathing in deadly poison gas. The concentration was too strong. The toxins overwhelmed their fragile systems instantly.

Even those who survived were left in agony, their bodies suffering from irreversible poisoning.

Xia Chuan's eyes widened as he took in the scene.

Only now did he truly see them.

These weren't insects.

They were people.

Tiny human-like figures, sprawled across the ground, their bodies trembling.

He had assumed they were ants, moving rapidly beneath him. The mist had obscured his vision. But now, with the air clearing, he saw the truth.

These were miniature humans, smaller than ants.

No… even smaller than that.

A chill ran down his spine.

"Did I just… enter a world of tiny people?"

For the first time, Xia Chuan considered the impossible.

This was something out of Gulliver's Travels.

Yet, it was real.

He was standing in a world where he was a giant, a god in the eyes of these people.

And he had just wiped out an entire army without even realizing it.