I finally managed to get as close as possible to succeed, but I never expected that damn mosquito would come out and get in my way at this moment.

Not only did it run out, it also woke up the honest man, who was now venting his anger on someone else.

You guys just rushed in to your deaths, isn't that just courting death?

The honest man angrily took out the insect repellent spray and sprayed it into the air a few times.

I immediately felt dizzy and lightheaded, and almost fainted.

When I was in school, we were annoyed by mosquitoes during our afternoon nap in the dormitory, so we sprayed some on the mosquitoes. When it was time for class, we found that we all felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if we had been poisoned.

It took about ten minutes for me to calm down after coming out and breathing in the fresh air. Because of this, everyone in my dorm was late and we were even criticized by the teacher.

If insect repellent sprays are so harmful to humans, what about mosquitoes and flies?

Moreover, the insect repellent spray says to use it when no one is around and with the doors and windows closed.

This honest man was probably so angry that he started using it directly, spraying it around.

Then I went to bed. The damn mosquito was so close that it died right away. But Dafu and I weren't feeling well either; we were dizzy and lightheaded, like we were carsick.

I feel like throwing up, it's so uncomfortable, I have absolutely no strength left in my body.

"Are you alright?" I asked with great concern.

"I'm alright, just a little dizzy," Dafu said with difficulty.

"Come on, let's go outside and get some fresh air. We'll come back in after the smell dissipates," I said with difficulty to Dafu beside me.

"Okay, sure," Dafu said with great difficulty.

After saying that, we flew towards the window, but as I mentioned before, that damn spray made us feel like we were getting carsick. We had barely taken off when we plummeted back to the ground.

Luckily, the bedside table wasn't very tall, otherwise we would have fallen to the ground and died. Although we didn't die, falling to the ground was still extremely painful.

"Damn it, what are those bastards doing?" I cursed angrily. What were those damn mosquitoes trying to do? How could they be so stupid?

They're courting death without even considering the situation; aren't they just asking for trouble?

As I slowly got up from the ground, I cursed inwardly, feeling very frustrated.

"Are you alright, Yimao Er?" Dafu asked with great difficulty, sitting next to me.

"I'm not dead yet," I said, feeling quite frustrated. It was a stroke of luck that I wasn't injured after falling from such a height.

"So what do we do now?" Dafu asked.

I looked around and then said to Dafu, "Let's crawl through the crack in the door."

"Okay," Dafu replied.

So we slowly crawled towards the crack in the door. As I crawled, I cursed the damned mosquito in my heart, wishing it would die and go to hell.

Why are you so clueless? Why are you so blind? Is this the time to suck blood? Shouldn't you wait until at least the middle of the night?

Coming to suck blood in the middle of the night and encountering someone with insomnia, isn't that just asking for death?

As we crawled towards the crack in the door, many other small insects appeared along the way, many of which I didn't recognize.

Some can fly, some can climb, and there are also tiny mosquitoes among them. These tiny mosquitoes are the kind you usually see on garbage heaps.

Or mosquitoes that fly low when it's about to rain.

There were other insects around, some of which looked like short toothpicks and were crawling frantically on the ground.

There were also some chubby little bugs, seemingly covered in armor, crawling frantically.

I never knew that such a clean-looking room could harbor so many animals.

This is truly astonishing.

Like animals in a race, they all rushed toward the crack in the door.

The smaller ones disappeared through the crack in the door, while the larger ones used their mouths to breathe fresh air directly against the edge of the crack.

Before, Da Fu and I were climbing, but after a while, the crack in the door was full of those unknown animals.

Damn, if we were any slower, we wouldn't even have a breath of fresh air left, let alone squeeze out.

"Dafu, hurry up!" I called out hastily, because in the blink of an eye, a lot of small animals appeared.

"Hmm." Dafu was also very upset and followed anxiously behind me.

How big is the gap between doors in general? In a city room, the gap between doors might be a bit higher, since it relates to the aesthetics and feng shui of the entire room.

But it's different in the countryside, because rural people value practicality and don't care about aesthetics at all, since no one will come to look at your door crack anyway.

In addition, to prevent rats, cockroaches, and other pests from entering the room, we try to leave as few gaps as possible under the door after closing it.

So if the door isn't close enough to the ground, they'll fill the gap with cement to create a protective barrier, and some people will even attach old bicycle tires to the bottom of the door.

This minimizes the width of the door gap, and the door in front of us is a door gap filled with cement at the bottom.

After we finally managed to climb to that crack in the door, there was only one spot left; there really weren't any more.

I was incredibly happy and scrambled towards that spot. Because of my physical condition, I knew I couldn't get out, so I could only breathe through the crack in the door.

I never realized that breathing fresh air could be such a blissful experience, and I never imagined that air could smell so sweet.

I was greedily breathing in the fresh air, but just as I was enjoying it, I suddenly felt a sharp pain behind me.

I quickly turned around and looked behind me. I saw a strange little bug staring at me. The bug was so small, how small?

Even though I'm already a small fly, that little bug is even smaller than me, at most only a third the size of me.

I'm perfectly content staring at that strange little bug with a frustrated expression. Was it the one that hurt me just now? What's the meaning of this?

"Kid? New here, huh? You dare to steal my brother Hao's seat?" the little bug shouted angrily.

He hurt me, and I wasn't even angry yet, but this damn little bug started acting all high and mighty? So arrogant?

I looked at the so-called Brother Hao with a puzzled expression. He wasn't as bad as before. Although his head still hurt a little, he no longer had that severe motion sickness.

But who is this "Brother Hao"? Is he some kind of gangster seizing territory?

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