Looking at the large black sphere made up of bloodsucking flies on the distant river surface, several adventurers from Hongshawadi began to whisper among themselves.
Although I don't know what these mosquitoes are doing here, or why they are behaving so strangely.
But in these people's minds, it was always right to sabotage the mosquitoes.
They're happy when their enemies suffer; that's how simple their mindset is.
After firing a spirit energy blast, the group immediately fled in a sorry state. However, after running a distance, they saw that the mosquitoes were not acting strangely and were still playing the fusion game on the river surface. They all stopped running.
After laughing and joking, he returned to the riverbank and used his ranged attacks to bombard the giant mosquito ball.
Because the ability of Fierce Battle Roar is only activated by Wang Zheng's roar, and the effect of the ability is only related to Wang Zheng's level, and has nothing to do with the loudness of his roar.
Adding to the noise of the surging river, the adventurers on the shore also failed to hear Wang Zheng's voice.
Even if they heard it, they probably wouldn't stop.
At that moment, as the center of the mosquito ball, Wang Zheng immediately felt these attacks.
Because Wang Zheng can only sense things with his spiritual energy, and this place is sparsely populated, adventurers from Tengchong City would never approach it. Due to his limited thinking, he didn't expect that the adventurers were from a foreign country. For a moment, Wang Zheng thought that he was being targeted by a strange beast.
Thinking that he wouldn't be able to farm spiritual energy in peace if he didn't get rid of these attacking beasts, he stopped unleashing his fierce battle roar.
Gradually, Wang Zheng's taunts and control disappeared, and the mosquitoes all scattered. The fish in the river stopped jumping out.
At that moment, Wang Zheng heard cheers coming from the other side of the river.
When he peered carefully across the swarm of mosquitoes to the opposite bank, he spotted the few adventurers from Hongsawaddy.
After the bloodsucking flies gradually dispersed and moved away from Wang Zheng, they regrouped and flew back into the swamp forest to hide as if fleeing for their lives.
For a moment, only Wang Zheng, sitting cross-legged on the red cloud, was on the wide river.
At that moment, Wang Zheng also heard a chattering conversation coming from the other side.
As a genuine pseudo-academic, Wang Zheng naturally couldn't understand the language spoken by the other side. Even a real academic wouldn't bother studying the language of Hongsawaddy.
However, Wang Zheng was able to understand a few of the sounds that were similar to English.
mosquito (mosquito) man
'Moskman? Do these guys think I'm the demon king of this swarm of bloodsucking flies?'
Wang Zheng looked at his spiritual energy, which had just increased to a certain level, and felt extremely angry.
While farming ants, I was interrupted by a Red Armored Beast. After raiding the ant nest, I encountered adventurers from Tengchong.
I've come all this way to this godforsaken place, how come I still run into all this mess?
They were stopped again after only accumulating some spiritual energy. I don't know if they'll be able to gather them together again.
Wang Zheng sighed and decided that if all else failed, he would just sweep through the area like a plow, taunting and yelling all the way.
After one of the opposing team members exclaimed "Mosquito Man" and was mocked by his teammates, a middle-aged man who understood Chinese shouted towards Wang Zheng from afar:
"Are you Chinese, or a demon king from abroad?!"
Although he spoke haltingly, Wang Zheng at least understood what he was saying.
He scanned the group of guys opposite him immediately; they were all C-level Awakened, utterly pathetic.
I had heard my mom say before that the regime in Hunsawaddy was basically in disarray, and there were even demon kings who had established their own kingdoms. No wonder these guys mistook themselves for demon kings and weren't afraid at all.
Wang Zheng remained silent and expressionless throughout the entire conversation.
He was about to turn back, controlling the crimson cloud.
At this moment, the middle-aged man spoke again:
"We are the Lion King's subordinates. If you are a foreign demon king, we invite you to come back as our guest."
If you are a border guard from China tasked with clearing out the alien beasts, then please do not approach any further. We, the Hongsawaddy, do not welcome Chinese people!
Wang Zheng found it amusing. A bunch of monkeys raised by alien beasts dared to shamelessly say they didn't welcome Chinese people. If they were so capable, they should try not to smuggle themselves into China.
However, Wang Zheng had no intention of getting entangled with them; they were just a bunch of ignorant monkeys.
But just as Wang Zheng was about to go back, the middle-aged man seemed to have been encouraged by his companion, or perhaps he had guessed from Wang Zheng's clothes that Wang Zheng was not a border guard.
He deliberately probed in Chinese:
"I don't think they are Chinese soldiers. Their soldiers have uniforms and uniforms."
The two guys who came last time were chased by these bloodsucking flies and hid in the Longchuan River, where we eventually shot them to death.
A bunch of pathetic fellows, they wouldn't dare cross the river or the border even until they died.
Even if we cross the river, they won't dare to fight us. The Chinese are all cowards.
One day, under the leadership of the Lion King and the Peacock King, we will reclaim the glory and homeland that belong to our Hunsawaddy.
After he finished speaking, the people around him started to cheer and shout loudly, completely unaware that Wang Zheng's face had turned completely black as he turned around.
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