781. Adding Another Dish

So long as he had been in office, he'd never taken a penny for himself, and had retired with a clean record. At least he'd seen things through to the end.

Who'd have thought that in his old age, someone would accuse him of swiping a mere snake scale? As if he'd want the damn thing.

Old Chen said irritably, "Why are you so tense? I'm not going to steal it from you."

Li Bai could only shrug.

"Strange. There really aren't any mosquitoes!"

After sitting for a while at the folding table beside the tent, the village chief had noticed something unusual too.

There were loads of mosquitoes in the mountains. That was no exaggeration, or he wouldn't have kindly brought over mosquito coils.

Especially after sunset, mosquitoes and other flying insects of all sizes would swarm out from every nook and cranny and dive at people, eager to gorge themselves. They didn't care that a moment later they might be slapped into a spray of blood and crushed into a tiny smear.

But even now, the area was completely deserted. There wasn't a mosquito in sight, let alone a single little flying insect.

The village chief certainly didn't believe that every mosquito in and around the village had taken the day off to go on vacation.

With a soft click, the lights atop the four poles around the tent came on automatically. Night had fallen!

These custom-made light poles came with high-capacity batteries, timers, adjustable settings, light sensors, voice activation, and infrared sensors. They were custom products, after all: you got what you paid for, and the extra function modules hadn't cost much more, so he'd asked the manufacturer to install them too. He'd ordered five thousand, just in case.

Whether out in the wilderness or inside a