New Myth, I Owe You a Favor

"Turn over already. Every second I stay here costs medical fees. When the medical funds hit zero, don't blame me for leaving," Lu Yuan urged.

The Ancient Insect remained silent. It had been observing Lu Yuan's performance in the Gray Mist and found that the "Greedy Demon God" seemed perfectly fine. It felt conflicted—if a giant beetle like it turned over and ended up with all six legs in the air, wouldn't its sacred and solemn image be completely ruined?

It addressed the others solemnly. "You should all leave this place."

Everyone was puzzled.

The Ancient Insect said in an unquestionable tone, "Wither Disease may spread during the treatment. Do not endanger your own lives."

Only then did the members of the Underground Alliance understand. They saluted it and all withdrew from the large park where the altar stood.

Lu Yuan could only describe this old fossil as astonishing. It would rather waste precious treatment time than damage its image.

"Get on with it, Old Senior. Let me cut you open, stir up everything inside, and squeeze all that pus out."

The Ancient Insect remained silent, feeling that the Greedy Demon God harbored considerable malice.

To treat or not to treat—that was the question.

But in the end, its desire to survive overcame its "elegance."

It suddenly inhaled. With the three Insect Legs on its still relatively healthy side, it viciously kicked against the ground. Its nearly hundred-million-ton body flipped over with a boom, causing a small earthquake.

The underground dwellers waiting outside the park watched from afar as the Ancient Insect struggled to turn over, and they began discussing it among themselves.

"Sigh, turning over wasn't this difficult for it more than a hundred years ago."

"It really is exhausting every last bit of strength now. It's close to