I Am Your Natural Enemy

He turned around and headed towards the small workshop.

He pried open the lock on the door, and in the storeroom, he saw box after box of paper money. He opened a box and poured out the paper money inside, as greed began to appear on his strange face.

He took out a lighter and ignited the paper money, watching the flames slowly rise, as if observing golden-colored gold slowly emerging from the ground.

After ten minutes, the raging fire flared up, accompanied by black smoke, it surged upwards, breaking through the workshop’s roof, illuminating the surroundings.

In the distance, some villagers noticed the light, realizing the fire had started, and immediately began calling for help.

Some villagers knew that this workshop was located by the river for the convenience of drawing water, so some went to drag the pipes and threw them into the river, and others went to start the water pump.

These people handled it very proficiently because the owner here is one of the villagers, the workshop also provides dividends for the villagers, and solves some employment issues in the village.

They had previously practiced how to handle such situations, so they were dealing with it very quickly now, definitely faster than calling the fire truck.

The villagers all started to get up and come to help.

However, when many people gathered, and the water drawn from the river was poured into the fire, at the moment, they saw heaps of paper money ashes in the flames, swirling and soaring into the sky like carried by a tornado.

In a flash, all the villagers who came to help and watch stood frozen.

Those holding hoses to pour water, had their hoses dropped to the ground.

Together, they all raised their heads, dazedly watching those swirling ashes.

Gradually, their expressions became somewhat peculiar, as greed began to appear on their faces.

Some wanted to rush into the fire but were forced back by the flames. As they reached out to grab the scattered ashes, the ashes caught were nothing but ashes, not golden sheets.

Gradually, someone seemed to understand this point, realizing that to obtain money, one must be dead.

That person quietly retreated, seemingly afraid that someone might find out this fact, he quietly approached the riverbank, slowly slipping into the water.

As he entered the water, the strange smile remained on his face, as if envisaging that all the money would be grabbed by him alone.

Gradually, the person sank into the water, instinctively struggling, trying to float back to the surface.

At this time, a large turtle swam over slowly, opened its mouth, and spat out a stream of water akin to a water arrow, accurately hitting the person’s head underwater.

The person still struggling rolled his eyes and fainted.

The turtle carried the person on its back, lifted him above the water, and shakily carried him to the shore, throwing him onto the bank.

The Turtle Demon considered itself more qualified than other demons to obtain the title of Water God, but it also needed solid evidence.

So, it started learning, genuinely studying how to rescue drowning people from the water.

People drowning are in a panicked emergency state, coupled with instinctively grasping for straws to survive, so jumping in to save people should not be done from the front.

If not careful, the drowning person, confused by the water, will instinctively grab onto the life-saving straw, using all limbs and thrashing, draining the rescuer’s energy; both might end up done for.

Carrying the person from behind is most appropriate, if encountering those thrashing wildly, the unsalvageable ones, sometimes it’s necessary to let them drown a bit before saving them; the likelihood of both surviving might actually be higher then.

After learning this, the Turtle Demon deeply approved: rescuing people is indeed difficult.

Especially as it was still a demon...

One cannot expect a confused drowning person to calmly think in the water when facing a demon, considering if the demon had come to eat them or save them.

Therefore, the Turtle Demon learned a trick, with just the right power, it could knock people out, but not kill them, allowing them to be quietly carried out.

Regardless if they sought death or accidentally fell into the water, this method is optimal for efficiency and success rates.

After rescuing another person, the Turtle Demon felt happy deep in its heart.

At that moment, a wave appeared on the water, and a big grass carp rushed over swiftly.

On the water surface, a thick water snake moved its body rapidly, seemingly flying over the water.

”Old turtle, not sticking to martial virtues again, sneaking out to rescue people are you!”

”Shameless, your eyes might be small but your heart isn’t!”

The two demons cursed the Turtle Demon angrily, leaving it feeling a bit wronged.

”How can you blame me? I happen to be nearby, and I don’t swim fast.”

As the three demons began bickering again, human silhouettes emerged on the riverbank.

Those people, illuminated by fire behind them, stood silently, looking eerie.

The Turtle Demon thought it was about to be discovered, quickly retreating into the water.

However, following this, they saw those humans laughing loudly, rushing one after another into the water.

The trio of demons jumped in fright, quickly retreating into the water.

They thought these humans misunderstood them, yet who could have imagined, after rushing into the water, these humans dove beneath like crazed lunatics, and some even opened their mouths actively drinking water.

When they saw some taking a deep breath underwater, the same people suddenly began coughing madly, instinctively struggling, flapping like fish out of the water.

Seeing that there were numerous individuals like this, they knew something major was happening!

The Big Grass Carp stared with its wise eyes, feeling a sudden drop in heart rate, as if a major obstacle had arisen on the path to becoming the Water God!

The Turtle Demon had higher spiritual intelligence, experienced much, knowing a lot.

It clearly understood that under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t be possible for dozens of people all to rush into the river for suicide.

On the other side of the riverbank, at the place full of firelight, something bizarre must have happened.

”This time, stop fighting, if we don’t cooperate, none of us can think about becoming Water God.

Remember, don’t go up to the riverbank, don’t look at what’s happening over there.

First save people, then notify Lord Dragon King.”

Without hesitation, the Turtle Demon spoke these words, and then saw beside it, a person intent on suicide, had already started fighting with the Water Snake.

The Turtle Demon opened its mouth and spat, a stream of water made a loud bang, impacting that person’s head, causing his head to slump and faint instantly.

”Hurry and get to work, remember what I said.”