Obviously, this stone slab was a very crucial quest item. Upon realizing that they had acquired it, Fang Senyan and his companions felt that the trip had been worthwhile. After searching carefully to ensure nothing was missed, they decided to leave. The natives hired by Fang Senyan eagerly severed the right thumbs of the slain Debayans, stringing them into necklaces, believing that doing so would strip their enemies of their power.

However, just as they were about to board the dugout canoe, M'benga suddenly ran out, shouting wildly and gesturing at Fang Senyan. He then picked up a wooden stick and ran back into the large house, using the stick to smash the large pottery jars scattered around, then waited there for a moment.

Soon, a loud buzzing sound filled the air as swarms of mosquitoes and flies converged. The Debayans had originally added homemade mosquito and insect repellent agents when constructing these buildings, effectively keeping the pests away. No one knew why they were suddenly attracting so many mosquitoes and flies.

Fang Senyan, who had been quietly observing, suddenly said, "There must be insect-attracting powder inside those large pottery jars. Breaking them released the scent. Strange, what is M'benga trying to do?"

The mosquitoes and flies lingered for a while but didn't attack or suck blood. Instead, they gradually gathered together, forming a symbol that resembled an arrow.

M'benga grinned, immediately running in the direction indicated by the arrow symbol. After a violent search, he dug out a glittering object from the nearby pillar, presenting it to Fang Senyan with both hands.

Upon closer inspection, Fang Senyan realized it was a meticulously carved beetle, about the size of a fist. It was incredibly lifelike, with each antenna seeming to tremble slightly. Its surface had a layer of shimmering silver ripples, making it look exquisite.

After playing with it for a moment, Fang Senyan received a notification: "You have obtained a valuable item unique to this world: Silver Beetle."

"Silver Beetle"

"Valuable item, unique product. Only appears in the hidden world: Resident Evil. Origins."

"Description: This is a beetle that lived in ancient times, only growing in this area even then. It has long been extinct. After being buried underground for millions of years, it has formed this amber-like crystal, which is very valuable."

"Value: You can keep it as a gift, exchange it for 20,000 Universal Points, or exchange it for one point of Merit."

Hei Ge and Reef couldn't help but marvel at the item. Fang Senyan now understood the principle behind the mosquitoes and flies forming an arrow icon: although these insects were lured in, they were inevitably affected by the homemade agents added to the buildings, feeling uncomfortable. However, they were reluctant to leave the scent emitted by the broken pottery, so they sought out the area with the least amount of repellent. It was like people running away from a fire towards a place without flames.

If the Debayans deliberately left an arrow-shaped area when applying the repellent, the insects lured in by the powder would naturally fill that area, forming an arrow.

Although this series of cause and effect seemed simple in hindsight, it was only clear after the fact. It would be difficult for someone to trigger this mechanism without prior knowledge. Therefore, Fang Senyan began to think that you get what you pay for, and hiring M'benga at a high price was not without reason. Besides being a guide, his personal ability was probably to discover these deliberately hidden treasures, so he had to protect him even more carefully.

This time, Fang Senyan and his companions didn't urge him. They let M'benga wander around until he shook his head in disappointment and jumped onto the dugout canoe before setting sail. Now that Fang Senyan had obtained the mysterious stone slab (Passage Seal), he wanted to strike while the iron was hot and attack another village. Once the news of this village being slaughtered spread, the enemy would become vigilant and set traps or deploy sentries, increasing the difficulty of the attack by at least 50%.

Hei Ge and Reef naturally agreed with this plan. The hired natives hadn't even lifted a finger, so their morale was high. They were roaring to go, so after killing the Debayans, they continued to the next village without setting fire to the place.

After killing the eight Debayans, M'benga seemed more excited and was willing to exchange a few words with Fang Senyan. After chatting, they learned that he had a deep hatred for the Debayan tribe. However, when asked for details, he shook his head violently, the scars on his forehead turning red with pain. He must have suffered deep psychological trauma from the last time he followed the chieftain, selectively forgetting certain things.

At this point, Fang Senyan could roughly determine M'benga's condition. This guy was like a goblin, impervious to persuasion. Things like charm couldn't influence him. The only thing that could affect his attitude was killing the cannibalistic Debayan tribesmen. The more he killed, the higher M'benga's favorability towards you, and the more help he would provide.

After leaving the village, M'benga first pointed out a direction, but after paddling for a hundred or two meters, he seemed to get a headache from the bloody smell. He clutched his head, thinking hard, the scars on his forehead red and swollen, as if they were about to bleed. It was a heart-wrenching sight. After M'benga asked Fang Senyan for some rum and drank it,

he finally recovered. He took a few breaths and then directed the dugout canoe to the west.

At this time, the night was about to pass. Although a faint mist enveloped the surroundings, the lively croaking of frogs and chirping of insects in the wetland had gradually died down. The surroundings were exceptionally quiet, with only the sound of hastily made paddles moving through the water.

Fang Senyan's native residents seemed to have high morale after the victory, occasionally raising their stolen weapons in celebration.

Suddenly, a line of fire appeared in the distance. Although the fire was faint, it seemed to burn onto Fang Senyan's retina, shocking him. Fang Senyan immediately raised his hand, and everyone stopped paddling.

Everything was silent. Mogansha began to use the sniper scope on his Wasp Pistol to observe the situation. He quickly reported that the fire was from a lit torch stuck in a fence. It didn't seem to be a night watch. If the Debayans had the habit of night hunting, then the torch could be explained as a lighthouse, making it easier for returning tribesmen to find their way home at night.

Despite this, Fang Senyan thought for a moment, observed the surrounding terrain, and then ordered them to go around the side of this Debayan village. Although this would take a longer route, it would maximize their chances of avoiding the light.

For now, Fang Senyan and his companions had reached a consensus: the outer Debayans were still manageable, but because their melee attacks had a certain chance of infecting the attacked with disease, they had to kill as many as possible while they were still in their best condition before getting infected, to reduce the burden on Mogansha! At the very least, they had to knock away their shields.

This Debayan village was built on a slightly elevated piece of dry land in the middle of the wetland. The land was long and narrow, meaning that if Fang Senyan and his companions wanted to get behind the village, they would have to go a very long way. However, Fang Senyan thought it was worth it. Even if it only increased the chance of a successful sneak attack by one percent, it had to be done.

However, after Fang Senyan and his companions paddled nearly a kilometer down the sandbar, Fang Senyan suddenly noticed that the water to the right of his dugout canoe seemed to be churning in the darkness. He thought he was seeing things, but suddenly an indescribable, chilling sense of crisis came from the right!

The water to the right immediately splashed and splattered, the stench of mud making people want to vomit!

The unexpected attack came from close range. Fang Senyan only had time to turn half his body away when an overwhelming force struck his right arm, completely numbing it and rendering it useless. Fang Senyan, who was nearly 1.8 meters tall and weighed 80 kilograms, was sent flying like a small stone!

The attack was too sudden and fierce. Fang Senyan flew seven or eight meters as if he were riding the clouds, then crashed into a black mud mushroom unique to the Debayan wetlands. These fungi, which lived on humus, were known for their stench and size. Fang Senyan crashed into the giant black mushroom cap, smashing it to pieces and covering himself in a layer of rotten flesh and mucus. It took a while for him to catch his breath and cough violently.

However, although the mushroom cap was completely destroyed, it had a certain cushioning effect on Fang Senyan. After being bounced off, he rolled uncontrollably for five or six meters in the nearby swamp. The remaining spores on the black mud mushroom cap were scattered by the force of the impact, covering the ground with a thick layer.

When Fang Senyan came to his senses, his first reaction was to look at his right arm. At first, his right arm was numb, but now it was throbbing with pain!!