But at that moment, I frowned, not dismissing their actions. Because only I knew that this was highly likely.
The oxygen concentration in the atmosphere we are in now is several times higher than normal, so this is equivalent to a mixture of potassium permanganate and sugar.
With just a little suitable frictional heat, this powder can be ignited as quickly as gunpowder.
Potassium permanganate can aid combustion because it releases a large amount of oxygen when heated, while sugar is a superior high-energy carbon source. Under the catalysis of heat, their reaction rate will increase several times.
We obviously no longer need potassium permanganate to release oxygen and aid combustion here; Dante's fire-making is a good example of this.
The fact that wooden sticks can be burned like sparklers here shows just how high the oxygen concentration has reached.
As expected, Haru didn't spend much time on the ground; he just burrowed around a few times, and an exaggerated plume of smoke rose up.
As the smoke rose, the whole bundle of hay, without being blown away, burst into flames with a whoosh under the influence of the high concentration of oxygen.
"What! This actually works?"
Dante stared in disbelief at what he was seeing; it was all beyond his comprehension. He knew that when he used to start a fire, he always had to rub his hands until they were numb just to get a tiny spark.
Moreover, these sparks must be carefully nurtured like a grandchild, and can only be lit by slowly blowing them into the prepared dry tinder with your mouth.
The whole process, let alone taking much longer, would take at least five minutes to get the fire going, and that's only if everything is prepared perfectly.
The way these guys start a fire can only be described as brutal; they just poke at the rough, dry grass a couple of times and it starts smoking.
It's one thing to tolerate the smoke, but to not even consider the sparks? They're like wild animals that are more likely to survive, able to ignite secondary ignition sources on their own.
I patted Dante, who was somewhat agitated as a result.
“Friend, it’s nothing. You can do it easily here, just like those guys.”
Dante calmed his excited emotions and looked at those guys again.
At this moment, the swarm of giant black mosquitoes had reached the top of their heads. The tall Haru looked as small as an ant in front of the large number of giant mosquitoes that attacked like a black cloud.
Perhaps the giant mosquitoes instinctively resisted upon seeing the firelight. Before they even attacked, something truly astonishing happened.
Those Haru were like madmen, already waving their torches to provoke the giant mosquitoes.
Good heavens! It truly lives up to its reputation as the most formidable species selected by the Mira and Asada tribes; there's absolutely no other like it!
At this moment, the Haru were in a state of high excitement, like mentally ill patients who had gone mad, constantly using the torches in their hands to provoke and rush towards the densely packed areas of giant mosquitoes.
It might be true that the ruthless are afraid of the reckless, and the reckless are afraid of the reckless.
For a moment, the giant mosquitoes didn't pounce on us like they had before, but instead dodged to the side to avoid these crazy creatures.
Haru continued chasing the giant mosquitoes with his torch, but the mosquitoes showed no sign of leaving. It was like a dog wanting a bone but being afraid of the stick in its owner's hand—a stalemate ensued.
Holy crap... Are these giant mosquitoes bullies who prey on the weak? I used a shotgun to shoot them until my hand was numb and I still couldn't get rid of these damn mosquitoes, and now they're hesitating about whether to attack these Haru.
However, Haru's smugness quickly came to an end, because the fuel here burned incredibly fast. In just about a minute, the hay in Haru's hands was completely burned up.
At this moment, all they had left in their hands was a piece of wood, which was still crackling and burning like a fairy wand.
When the giant mosquitoes sensed that the fire was getting smaller and posed less of a threat, they all became restless and agitated again.
They had already expended a lot of energy flying over, and then they were engaged in a fierce struggle with these Haru.
Now they are like vampires with empty bellies, having lost the control of the cross, their bloodthirsty instincts are instantly revealed.
Haru, who was still gloating over chasing the giant mosquito, realized that his torch was now just a stick, and immediately thought that running away was the priority.
But that dark cloud of vampires, having just been tricked, was unlikely to let go of these easy prey.
Immediately, the dark cloud made a turn in mid-air at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then began to surge toward the group of Haru like a black tide.
Seeing this, I finally felt a little better. That's more like it. If you treat customers differently, I'll complain about your boss.
Just moments ago, those Haru were swaggering around, but now they're running away like cowards, sprinting desperately into the jungle ahead.
Wait... is this how they intend to deal with these giant mosquitoes? What's the point of doing this? They'll probably just get themselves killed before reinforcements even arrive.
Soon, we witnessed an even more astonishing scene: the Haru hadn't run far before turning back and starting to run in circles.
Holy crap!
If Haru's previous behavior was due to mental illness, then this time their actions are clearly courting death.
Running in circles under such a large mass of dark clouds in an attempt to evade the giant mosquitoes is as ridiculous as burying one's head in the sand.
These giant mosquitoes were impossible for them to shake off, which gave subsequent giant mosquitoes the opportunity to gather together and form an even larger scale.
Susu and Dante were also somewhat stunned. They wondered if Haru had already sensed despair and was now trying to wear himself down to death in this way so that he wouldn't suffer so much when he was being sucked blood later?
This is the only reason Su Su and the others can think of right now, because they really can't think of any other reason for doing this besides courting death.
Top looked at the swarm of giant mosquitoes and felt fear; his body trembled slightly. Now he was glad he wasn't one of those trapped among them.
Top had experienced attacks by giant mosquitoes and knew all too well how ferocious these creatures were; they were no weaker than the wild beasts of the jungle, and perhaps even more terrifying.
At this moment, my brows were also deeply furrowed. Not to mention that Su Su and the others couldn't see through it, even I couldn't figure out what Haru was up to.
Logically speaking, highly intelligent animals like them shouldn't be doing something so foolish. What are they trying to do?
Just then, the buzzing sound in the sky was louder than the noise produced by an Apache helicopter. It was estimated that hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of giant mosquitoes had formed a rotating black vortex in the sky.
At this moment, Haru below was as small as a speck of dust, making his last struggle at the mouth of this giant beast.
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