“What’s going on? Who did this?”
Natasha’s brow furrowed tightly as she studied the people on the floor, her face turning cold. Things would still be fine if only a few people were poisoned. Now, however, hundreds of people had been poisoned simultaneously. The consequences would be detrimental
The person who did this clearly only had one aim–to get rid of the Harmon family, once and for all!
“Dad! Mom! Uncles!”
Ruth panicked after seeing her family fall to the floor consecutively and darted toward them, but before she could reach them, she also spat out blood before crashing to the floor.
“Ruth!” Natasha paled. She was about to rush forward, but Dustin pulled her back. “Don’t go there. It’s the air that’s poisonous, not the wine!”
“Then, what should we do? We have to save them!” Natasha cried worriedly, struggling to keep calm when faced with her poisoned family members.
“Take this pill first.”
Dustin drew out a white pill and put it into Natasha’s mouth. It was a Curax, which was an antidote for
“To cure them, we have to first find the source of the poison. Give me some time.”
After ensuring Natasha’s safety, Dustin began scanning the room. For the poison to escape his notice, it must
either be colorless and odorless or successfully fused into the environment.
“The Dark Lord! It must have been him!” Trent yelled as he lay on the floor, his agitation prompting him to
throw up more blood.
“I get it now. The Dark Lord must be trying to use this opportunity to get rid of our entire family!” Jacob seethed through gritted teeth. As a powerful martial artist, his body was better than most, and his symptoms were less severe than others. Still, he would die from the poison sooner or later.
“Him again! It’s been years! Why can’t he let us go?” Hector coughed violently, his face turning as white as a sheet as his condition began to deteriorate. There was no way he’d be fine after suffering another bout of
poisoning before he even fully recovered from the previous round.
Currently, the only ones in the hall left standing were Dustin and Natasha. Everyone else was lying on the floor,
howling in pain.
“Found it!” Dustin quickly noticed the anomaly.
Four incense burners had been placed in each corner of the hall, white smoking billowing out from them.
continuously. Upon closer inspection, Dustin realized that all of the incense had been tampered with.
Poisoned gas mixed with the scent of Incense was normally difficult for anyone to notice.
After getting rid of the source, Dustin pulled out several Curax tablets and fed them to Hector and several
“Natasha, get me two buckets of water.” Dustin turned around and ordered.
Natasha rushed out without hesitation, reappearing moments later, carrying two buckets of water.
Dustin pulled out his bottle of Hexanavir and poured half a bottle into each bucket. There were over hundreds of poisoned victims, and he didn’t have enough Curax, so the only temporary fix left was Hexanavir.
It may not be as effective as Curax, but it could at least stop them from dying.
“Feed all the victims half a bowl of water,” Dustin instructed and got to work.
Those who were able to move crawled over to the bucket themselves, so Dustin and Natasha only had to feed those who could no longer move.