The Farmer and the Snake

To Luo Qiu's surprise, the one driving was Lluvia rather than Oni.

In the rearview mirror, he could see Lluvia repeatedly glancing at him in the back seat—the car had already left the station.

For now, there was no way of knowing what had happened to the man who had taken drugs.

"Mr. Luo, you weren't frightened, were you?"

"With you two here, I don't think so." Luo Qiu shook his head.

Oni turned around and said with a casual smile, "Things like that are pretty common around here. We're used to them."

Luo Qiu nodded in understanding, then asked curiously, "You mentioned something earlier, Mr. Oni... 'Zombie Bath Salts,' was it?"

"What? Don't tell me you're interested in that stuff?" Oni blinked.

Lluvia immediately looked at Luo Qiu's face in the rearview mirror again, studying his expression.

Luo Qiu thought for a moment. "I'm just curious... Generally speaking, everyone knows addictive drugs are harmful, and it's also quite normal for thrill seekers to disregard everything else... But isn't something like these 'Zombie Bath Salts' a little too extreme?"

Oni put his hands behind his head and gazed at the blue sky through the sunroof, speaking in a flippant tone. "However extreme thrill seekers get, I don't think they can compare to the people who make this stuff. In the beginning, the drugs these addicts take were intended for treatment. They were something of a medical blessing, weren't they? But who could have imagined that, thousands of years later, they'd become something deadly that threatens the entire world? It's like the weapons in our hands."

Oni suddenly whistled. "Primitive people started making weapons just to protect their homes. But haven't weapons kept getting more advanced and more powerful... to the point where they're now powerful enough to destroy humanity itself?"