Zhang Qianguo covered her face and cried as she ran out of the room. Zhu Bufan turned a blind eye to this and put both insects, along with some blood, into a bottle. Ouyang Guodong, curious, asked, "Dr. Zhu, what do you plan to do with these harmful creatures? Shall we burn them directly?"
"Ah, no, no," Zhu Bufan waved his hands repeatedly, "These Poisonous Insects are not living beings with conventional wisdom but are more akin to zombie-like puppet life forms. One must use special methods to sever their connection with the host to kill them. Otherwise, even if you kill them, they could resurrect within your body!"
"Ah? This thing has been forced out of me! How could it possibly resurrect inside me?" Ouyang Guodong was utterly puzzled.
Zhu Bufan shook his head and said, "Mr. Ouyang, have you ever swallowed such insects?"
