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Chapter 62: The Divine Punishment from the Mosquito God

Not big brother!

What do you mean?
Why are they all avoiding their own citizens in India as if they were the plague?

Ah San almost bombarded the phone lines of various forces, but no country could explain the specific reasons for evacuating its citizens.

"How is this going?"

The Speaker of the Senate, Ahsan, angrily slammed the table during the meeting:

"We have no natural disasters or threats of war here, so why are they evacuating their citizens? Is it possible that the whole world knows some unspeakable secret? Are we the only ones who don't know?"

Unfortunately, no one could answer his question.

During this period, Asan was extremely busy.

No matter who you ask, the other party vaguely states that the evacuation is a "preventive measure" without giving any substantive explanation.

There were even absurd speculations from the outside world that "aliens were going to invade India."

Amid the uncertainty, India's stock market plummeted rapidly, and investors sold off their assets in droves, triggering a new round of economic crisis in India.

At the same time, ordinary people in India also began to panic and rushed to supermarkets to buy daily necessities, fearing that some unknown disaster was about to strike.

Doubts and fear quickly spread in India. Why are so many countries rushing to evacuate their citizens?
What danger is approaching?

Indian officials tried to reassure the public, claiming that everything was normal and asking the public to rest assured.

Many Indians believed the official lies, and things were still going on the same way as usual...

……

Ahsan, New Delhi.

On the busy street, a glittering golden luxury car attracts attention.

Sitting in the back seat of the car was Singh, a well-known local wealthy man in New Delhi.

He wore a suit inlaid with gold ornaments every day, with several gold bracelets on his hands and a thick gold chain around his neck, like a walking gold sculpture.

His wealth and luxurious life are envied by countless people, but Singh has a controversial identity——

He is an open detractor of the Mosquito God!
Singh is dismissive of the mosquito god. In every media interview, he would openly mock those fools who believe that a mosquito is a god.

Singh sat in the back seat of a luxury car and was taken by the driver to his company's office building.

Singh entered the magnificent office building, and the employees looked at him in awe.

Singh didn't care about these looks at all, because these were just oxen and horses, working hard and making money for their boss.

There are a lot of such people in the Indian talent recruitment market.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Singh held a high-level meeting at the company as usual to discuss the company's business development.

He stood at the front of the conference room, in front of a group of executives in suits. The atmosphere of the meeting was serious and tense.

Suddenly, Singh felt a discomfort in his stomach. At first it was just a slight cramp, but he didn't take it seriously and continued to talk about the company's strategic planning.

But as time went on, Singh's stomach became more and more uncomfortable and the cramps began to intensify.

He frowned slightly, trying to hide his discomfort, but it had obviously affected the flow of his speech.

The atmosphere in the conference room became a little weird. Everyone noticed that Singh's expression was not right, but due to the prestige of the big boss, no one dared to whisper.

Just then, a strange smell quietly filled the conference room.

Singh felt a burst of heat and subconsciously looked down at his body.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He actually pooped his pants in public!
The embarrassing smell spread quickly, and the air was filled with a suffocating stench.

There was a dead silence in the conference room. Everyone froze in place, covering their noses and looking at Singh with strange eyes.

Some people covered their faces secretly, some were at a loss, and some couldn't help laughing quietly, but most of them were in an awkward silence. Singer's face suddenly turned red!

Shame, anger and fear mixed in his heart.

His dignity vanished in front of everyone!

Singh stood at the top of the conference room, his face pale and his forehead covered with cold sweat.

His heart was pounding and the embarrassment came over him like a tide, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

He suppressed his discomfort, tried to remain calm, and tried to save a little dignity.

"I'm sorry, I...I'm feeling a little sick."

Singh's tone was stiff, his voice trembling slightly.

He wanted to find an excuse to leave in a cool manner, but the foul smell had already filled the entire room. The employees around him covered their noses and dared not look him in the face.

He took a step and felt his legs weaken, his steps stiff and slow.

Singh's mind was blank and he just wanted to escape from this embarrassing situation.

But even so, he could still feel those strange gazes, like knives stabbing his back.

His self-esteem collapsed in an instant!

There is no wall in the world that is airtight.

As soon as the meeting ended, the news spread like wildfire.

The news of Singer pulling up his pants during the meeting spread throughout the company almost instantly and everyone knew about it.

Employees were whispering in the tea room and office, making fun of how the boss had lost control in public and looked so embarrassed during the meeting.

Singh's originally powerful image collapsed in an instant. He was no longer the awe-inspiring rich man, but became a laughing stock among his employees.

No matter where he went, Singh could feel the strange looks and the pointing and criticizing behind his back.

His dignity seemed to be torn apart by invisible hands and he was completely humiliated!
Every time he walked into the company, it was like he was being publicly executed!

Full of shame!
The next day became Singh's nightmare.

Not only did he lose his prestige in the company, but worse still, he developed serious health problems.

As long as he dared to eat anything, he would involuntarily excrete it a few hours later, no matter where he was, in a restaurant, office, home, or even in the car.

Singh's life spiraled out of control.

He is like a baby and has no control over his excretion.

He changed his pants one after another wherever he went.

Doctors were at a loss to find the root of the problem, and he tried several medications and treatments, but nothing worked.

Singh, who was once so arrogant, fell into endless despair!
He sat in a luxurious mansion, still covered in gold ornaments, but his face did not show any trace of his former pride and majesty.

……

As a well-known local tycoon.

Singh suddenly contracted a strange disease, causing him to poop in his pants anytime and anywhere, like a walking feces-producing machine.

This has sparked a lot of discussion among people.

At first, people only discussed it privately in a small circle and thought that Singh might have just contracted some strange gastrointestinal disease.

Gradually, a rumor began to spread in the streets:
"Do you think this is a punishment from the Mosquito God? After all, Singh openly disrespected the Mosquito God."

This statement quickly spread and sparked considerable discussion.

In order to curb this superstition, the Indian government quickly came out to refute the rumor:
"This is nonsense! Singh just had a rare gastrointestinal disease, which has nothing to do with the so-called Great Summer Mosquito God. This is purely a coincidence, don't be superstitious."

But shortly after this official statement was released, a series of events in New Delhi ruthlessly slapped the Indian government in the face...

(End of this chapter)