Looking at the sinister yet indifferent smile on Shen Qiang's lips, the stunning school beauty Qin Yurou, riding on horseback beside him, felt a sudden surge of shocked fear engulf her mind. Her beautiful eyes widened in terror as she glanced at the cultivators seemingly waiting for them within a hundred and fifty meters, with arrogant expressions, as if they were expecting Shen Qiang and her to approach. In her heart, an inexplicable shout of alarm rang out.
"Get out of here, idiots. Shen Qiang can control the reproduction of bacteria and can create Streptococcus Liquid, which means he has already mastered Thermophilic Streptococcus. If you provoke him further, you won't even know how you died!"
As if sensing what the school beauty Qin Yurou was thinking, the smiling Shen Qiang said, "Don't want to talk about these things?"
