Chapter 115

“WHAT? HUMAN EXCREMENT?”

As soon as Quentin heard this, he immediately started dry heaving next to Dustin.

But since the poison was already in his stomach, he couldn’t spit it out even if he wanted to, his face flushed

red instead.

Before this, the phrase ‘eat shit‘ had only been a suggestion, but he couldn’t believe that it had actually happened to him.

“I didn’t expect Dustin to be so heartless by forcing our cousin to eat shit. How is he going to eat anything else from now on?” Ruth commented as she covered her nose with her hands. She then started to move away

from them with a look of disgust.

“For all the shit he spews out from his mouth, I think this is a most fitting punishment.” Natasha couldn’t help but add fuel to the fire too.

“How dare you trick me, you little bastard!” Quentin roared as he raised his head. His expression darkened and his gaze was murderous.

He had never been humiliated this badly in all his life.

“Since we were tasked with making poison, I had the freedom to choose my own recipe, so I was allowed to add any ingredient I saw fit inside, no?” Dustin stated matter–of–factly.

“Good, good! You’ve got some nerve, don’t you?” Quentin shouted, his face contorted with anger.

“I can’t wait to see you begging at my feet later once the poison kicks into your system!”

“We’ll certainly see who will be the one who gets down on their knees later. Now, you’d better ask the people

around you whether they can cure the poison I made or not.” Dustin grinned.

“Give me the antidote now, Mr. Wangley!” Quentin urged.

He certainly didn’t want his high–class body to suffer any more damage.

“Calm down, Mr. Harmon. Let me take a look at you first,” Mr. Wangley picked up the bottle with the rest of the

poison and brought it close to his nose to smell it.

Then, he dipped his finger into the remaining liquid and placed a drop on the tip of his tongue to taste it.

“Here I was beginning to think it was some kind of potent poison. Who would’ve guessed that it was Venenum

Insectum all along?” Mr. Wangley chuckled. It seemed he had found his answer.

““Venenum Insectum‘? What’s that?” Quentin asked.

a poison that’s made from

in question are snakes,

real? You got all that from tasting one

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Dustin’s recipe like that, that would mean that he

as well.

of a poison master, you clearly are an expert in your field,” Dustin remarked with a

admit that Mr. Wangley was indeed talented, but it was a shame that he was so close

mistaking his concoction for Venenum Insectum instead

merely

you stop spewing nonsense to yourself already, Mr. Wangley? Hurry up and

whined as he clutched his abdomen with a strained

to churn again two minutes

me while I whip up an antidote for you, Mr. Harmon.”

the ingredients that

up! It’s getting more and more painful by the

on, he felt as if there was a knife inside his abdomen that kept stabbing his insides.

out in

looked absolutely fine and showed no abnormal

to sip

you not affected?” Quentin stuttered, visibly taken

had drunk the poison first, so why was it that he seemed like he wasn’t

the poison in my system.

But how? You

for you to worry about. Why don’t you focus on your case first? Like what you’re

next to you can’t cure the poison,” Dustin

way. It’ll induce searing pain first, and if

within three hours, then it’ll tear through your guts and intestines and cause you to die

death!”

gasped and

after receiving a scare from

even more.

Mr. Harthon!” Mr. Wangley announced as he brought a vial

in the nick of

Quentin downed the whole thing in

landed in his

pain for a few seconds, he vomited all the white liquid

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Harmon? You just threw up the antidote!”

couldn’t help it. I really couldn’t hold it

shit, so why can’t you do the same for the antidote?” Mr. Wangley

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