Ten minutes passed, and Bai Ren's tears showed no sign of a stop.

As time goes by, the water stains on the ground become deeper and deeper, and a small pool of water slowly accumulates on the surface.

The stench melts into the water, and the color of the water also turns into disgusting yellow cakes.

As the party involved, Bai Ren was confused at this time.

Bai Ren wanted to stop crying, but the tear glands seemed to be out of control, and tears came out independently. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to.

After thinking for a moment, Bai Ren appeared in a spirit: ‘Is this one of the effects of the durian bomb?’

This is the only explanation that Bai Ren can imagine.

‘So what if I know it? I can’t change my status quo at all. Alas…’

Bai Ren sighed in his heart.

...

As tears flowed, Bai Ren felt his back become wet.

A few minutes later, Bai Ren's skin felt the existence of water.

──Tears accumulate.

The elastic barrier set by autumn rain is generally circular. Its function is to block all substances in this circle except air.

This is to prevent the odor of the durian bomb from being integrated into the substance and "escape".

Bai Ren's tears accumulated more and more over time, and finally flowed to the edge of the elastic barrier, and then was blocked from the way.

Time passed by minute by minute, and tears formed a small pool of water, which had already flooded Bai Ren's half of his body lying flat.

Bai Ren suddenly felt that something was wrong.

‘Hey hey! According to this trend, will I be submerged soon!

Come on! Qiuyu! Come on! I'm going to die... Hey? Wait a minute...'

Halfway through the 'chewing', Bai Ren was stunned and thought to himself: 'I am the shadow clone, why am I afraid of death? If I die, I can disband and escape from this tragic punishment?'

After thinking about this, Bai Ren's eyes instantly filled with joy.

‘Through, you can’t stop tears…’

Outside the durian stinky balloon, Qiuyu focused on helping Jiro pop up the damage. He did not notice the changes inside the durian stinky balloon.

After all, the thick stench of the water that blends into the stench is the same color, that is, the yellow baba.

──Also disgusting.

...

An hour later, the smelly water had already disappeared from Bai Ren's chin. I thought I would be able to hit Huanglong in a short time, flooding my nose in one fell swoop, ending Bai Ren's tragic journey.

‘Just wait a little longer! I will die in a few more minutes!’

Bai Ren's eyes were filled with joy and looked forward earnestly.

However, Murphy's theorem tells us: If you worry about something happening, then it is more likely to happen.

"Hmm? Where does the water come from here?"

A familiar voice sounded, and Bai Ren's mind turned blank in an instant.

Soon, Bai Ren was raised from the water by Qiuyu, but his heart fell into the abyss of despair.

"I didn't expect that the durian bomb had tear gas, so I almost let you run away!" Qiuyu said with great gratitude.

Let Bai Ren maintain a good standing posture to avoid being flooded next time.

Then, Qiuyu came to the durian odor balloon and used a hollow straw branch to drain the odor water inside the durian odor balloon into a new elastic balloon.

After getting all this, Qiuyu smiled and said, "Let's go ahead!"

...

...

Twelve days later.

It's over eight o'clock in the evening.

Qiuyu took back his right palm that was close to Jiro's back.

In front of Jiro, a 10-meter-diameter damage ball floated in the air.

"Okay! I can no longer pop up any damage from your body." Qiuyu said.

Jiro closed his eyes slightly and opened it suddenly in a flash.

When I opened my eyes, a light flashed in the darkness, fleeting, as if it were illusory, but so dazzling.

"I also feel that my current condition is unprecedented!"

Jiro's voice rang like thunder, and he stood up, his hunched body suddenly straightened.

In an instant, Qiu Yu felt a shocking sense of oppression from this old man who was much smaller than him.

Immediately afterwards, Jiro raised two thumbs and poked his fingertips into his abdomen.

Although the damage was bounced out, the damage point itself has not been solved.

Looking at Jiro's back, Qiuyu suddenly frowned.

Just now, he intuitively felt an inexplicable change in Jiro.

That feeling... looks like relaxation, like relief, more like some kind of depression, or something sealed for a long time is liberated.

Qiuyu doesn’t know what it is and doesn’t plan to look at it in detail.

Turning to the durian stinky balloon, Qiuyu said loudly: "Hai Ren, I have finished the work here on Jiro. If you hold on for a while, I will free you from this 'stench hell' tomorrow."

After saying that, Qiuyu stepped in front of Jiro and compressed the most "petite" damage ball that has been in diameter only 10 meters these days and has been put away.

In the durian stinky balloon, Bai Ren looked ahead blankly with his eyes blankly. There was no emotional fluctuation due to Qiu Yu's words.

These days, the disgusting stench that has caused people to suffer from day and night has wiped out Bai Ren's will. Now he is no different from a walking corpse.

...

Qiuyu packed the injured ball and turned around. Jiro had already recovered from his hunchbacked posture that had been bent before. His smile showed his incomparable joy at this moment.

"Qiuyu, if you want to teach someone a lesson in the future, you can contact me at any time." Jiro said with a smile.

"Don't be respectful." Qiuyu did not refuse. Judging from the content of this transaction, Jiro made a lot of money, and Qiuyu did not lose or make money.

Jiro wants to add 'money' now, so Qiuyu will of course not refuse.

If nothing unexpected happens, the next time I summon Jiro, it will still be a matter of the Shadow clone.

‘Hmph! With this promise, I hope that the shadow clone will be more sensible in the future. Otherwise…’

A cold snorted in his heart, Qiuyu left a warning to all the shadow clones that followed him in his memory.

...

The next day was twelve o'clock.

Qiuyu woke up on time, his nose moved slightly, and a smell of meat came into his nose.

Qiuyu looked at the source of the smell, and saw Jiro standing in the middle of two bonfires, pouring two bottles of wine into the fire.

Under Jiro's control, the fierce flames were like two fire snakes, constantly scorching two golden birds.

Feeling the movement behind him, Jiro turned his head and smiled, "Qiuyu is awake! I roasted two hard-armored chili chickens and come over to taste the taste later."

The feathers of the Chicken Chicken are similar to chili peppers and hard as carp. The meat is tender and naturally contains a little spicy flavor, which stimulates appetite and deepens the deliciousness.

Within a few minutes, Jiro finished cooking.

Qiuyu took out two large plates at the right time and signaled Jiro to put the Jianjia Chili Chicken on.

...

It took only thirty minutes to reach the roast chicken 10 meters high into Qiuyu's stomach.

After drinking and eating, take protective measures, and walk into the durian stinky balloons.
Chapter completed!