"Protect the vegetable patch, protect the seedlings! Quick, get them away! Quick, hurry..."

With scorpions and venomous insects swarming everywhere, how can vegetable gardens and grain fields be protected?

Desperate and helpless, they frantically tried to stop it, but were powerless to reverse the situation.

Zuo Ling was no longer a person who acted on emotion, but when she heard the mournful and desperate roar, her eyes still stung terribly.

Pei Nansheng escorted Professor Jin and his wife back, each of them waving a burning piece of firewood.

Fortunately, neither of them was injured.

Researcher Tang looked exhausted, his hair disheveled. Upon seeing Zuo Ling, he rushed forward, grabbed her hand, and anxiously pointed towards the vegetable garden:

"Zuo Ling, the vegetable garden, the grain field, what should we do? What should we do? The seedlings have just sprouted, they've just sprouted..."

Zuo Ling was speechless. She was human, not a god. Scorpions swarmed everywhere, and there was no way to defend against them.

Researcher Tang looked dejected, and Professor Jin also looked unwell, his energy and spirit completely depleted, his gray hair making him look more than ten years older.

After settling Professor Jin and his wife, along with Xiao Hao, inside the fire circle, Zuo Ling and Pei Nansheng joined the scorpion-extermining team.

The fire spread and smoke billowed as people spontaneously banded together to drive away the scorpions.

Zuo Ling found a large watering can, filled it with gasoline, and sprayed it at the scorpion, while Pei Nansheng threw matchsticks behind it.

After spraying for a while, I felt the scorpions weren't concentrating, which was a waste of gasoline.

Wearing a gas mask and protective clothing, I mixed all sorts of insecticides I bought together, including some 84 disinfectant. The smell was pungent; without a gas mask, you could be knocked unconscious by the fumes.

I sprayed the scorpion with water, and sure enough, it backed away.

Zuo Ling sprayed fire as she walked, herding the scorpions forward like a tide. Once the scorpions had gathered in large numbers, she used the flame gun to ignite them, burning large areas with astonishing results.

When Zuo Ling and Pei Nansheng arrived at the vegetable garden, the newly sprouted green shoots were covered with a dark, inky color.

Yu Lianhai knelt on the ground, completely exhausted, his eyes filled with sorrow. He was oblivious to the scorpions around him. If it weren't for the soldiers protecting him, he would probably have already passed away.

Zuo Ling had no interest in lecturing him and was busy with her important task of eliminating the scorpions.

Seeing that their method was effective, many young soldiers helped to drive away the scorpions. After working for most of the day, the number of scorpions visibly decreased.

The vegetable garden and grain field were completely destroyed; all the efforts were in vain, and a lot of seeds were wasted.

For the base, which already lacked vegetable and grain seeds, this was tantamount to a devastating disaster, and a sense of sorrow pervaded the area both inside and outside the base.

Three days later, the scorpions, which had appeared out of nowhere, were finally wiped out.

Zuo Ling sprayed a lot of insecticide and 84 disinfectant inside and outside her house, afraid that another insect might jump out from some corner.

Not only at Zuo Ling's house, but throughout the base, the smell of disinfectant and insecticide permeated the air.

It was later learned that thousands of people died from scorpion venom after being bitten.

The light in the eyes of those who had just begun to glimmer of hope dimmed again.