Chapter 151: Undetected Murderous Intention
If you visit a wilderness covered with lush flowers and leaves in the spring, you might be lucky enough to witness clouds of pollen burning brilliantly in the sun.
It looks like a spontaneous combustion phenomenon, but this highly ornamental pollen burning is actually a series of small-scale dust explosions.
In the vastness of nature, such an explosion would not show any power.
But if these seemingly harmless pollens are concentrated into a small, enclosed space, they become a very lethal weapon.
Countless tiny dust particles filled the limited space. They collided and rubbed against each other, occupying every bit of space.
Finally, an external spark ignited.
The flaming bullet flew in from outside, igniting the tiny pollen particles it hit along the way.
In the subtle details that are invisible to the naked eye, in the flashes that the human brain cannot distinguish, a small amount of pollen is ignited by the flames, and the heat it emits is rapidly transmitted to the surroundings, causing more pollen in the surrounding area to be heated and burned, allowing the combustion cycle to spread uncontrollably to a farther and wider space.
The tiny sparks of fire eventually turned into a raging sea of fire.
And all this happened in just a moment.
Giorno and the others didn't have time to escape from here at all. The powerful shock wave caused by the dust vaporizing due to heat had already enveloped them.
There was a sudden flash of fire, a strong wind, and they were about to be engulfed by the fire and storm.
"Giorno!"
Almost in an instant, Mista, Narancia, Abbazi and Fugo made the same judgment.
They rushed forward and protected Giorno with their bodies.
This is not only because of the camaraderie, but also because they know that Giorno is now the core figure of the team.
It doesn't matter if other people are injured, as long as Giorno can be saved, he can use the Golden Experience to save all the seriously injured companions.
This simple yet brutal tactic worked.
When the storm of fire came from behind, the first to be attacked were Mista and his three companions who were willing to use their bodies as shields.
They used their bodies to block the scorching flames and used the embankment of flesh and blood to cushion the impact of the explosion.
In the end, the five people who were defending together were blown several meters away by the powerful shock wave.
The flames died down, the impact disappeared, and the toilet behind everyone also cracked into countless cracks in the explosion, as if it would shatter into a pile of bricks and rubble at any time.
At this time, the backs of Mista and the other three had been burned black by the flames, and scarlet blood was flowing from the corners because their internal organs were injured by the impact.
They were all seriously injured in the explosion, and some were even knocked unconscious by the shock wave.
Although he could still breathe, he obviously no longer had the strength to fight.
Fortunately, Giorno, who was protected by the four of them with their bodies, was still awake.
The impact of the explosion was mitigated by his companions' bodies, and by the time the force passed through the wall of flesh and blood and hit Giorno, its power had been greatly reduced.
Of course, he was still injured.
The corner of his mouth was bleeding and he felt dizzy.
When the explosion subsided and the smoke filled the air, Giorno had difficulty even standing.
But even so, he still stood stubbornly in the smoke that had not yet dissipated, standing shoulder to shoulder with his golden experience, looking back and glaring at Jamie Campbell who was standing far ahead.
"Can you still stand up?"
“Haha…a dying struggle!”
Giorno's eyes were as fierce as fire, but they could not burn Jamie's smile full of excitement and satisfaction:
The outcome is decided.
Having lost the help of his four companions and being seriously injured himself, there was no way Giorno could defeat him.
Although the substitute is a limitation of mental power, matter determines consciousness, and mental power must rely on a strong body to be condensed.
A physically disabled Stand User is like an e-sports player who has a bad cold. No matter how strong his spirit is, his strength will be greatly reduced.
“Haha…cough cough cough cough…”
"Ha ha ha ha…"
Even though he couldn't stop the violent coughing, Jamie still smiled wantonly and ostentatiously despite the burning pain in his chest and lungs:
"I won, I won!"
"I once again used my power to defeat you, the so-called genuine one!"
This is an obsession that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Jamie, who was once described by his school tutor as having "no creativity", has been looking for a sense of satisfaction that he has been missing since childhood through this unique way of "giving back in their own way":
He cannot create, but he still has talent.
No one can deny this.
But Giorno still looked at him coldly, his eyes as calm as water, so calm that it was annoying.
That look seemed to say:
"Don't be too happy too soon, you haven't won yet."
Jamie hated being looked at like that, as if his intelligence and efforts were completely denied.
“Go to hell!”
Jamie yelled so excitedly.
He took a big step forward with his four skin-changing doubles:
"Those enemies who despise me as a thief will eventually be crushed to dust in front of me!"
"You are no exception... cough cough cough cough..."
The lofty words were defeated by a violent cough.
Because of the sudden and intense pain in his chest and lungs, his body began to tremble and his steps began to slow down.
Jamie held his chest, bent over and coughed violently, looking like a prawn with red skin trembling in hot oil.
"How, how could this happen... How could my body become so weak..."
“Is it because of the pollen?”
Jamie looked at the pink blood foam he coughed up, his face as pale as paper:
"No...I shouldn't be allergic to pollen."
"Why is it so hard to breathe...Why does my whole chest feel like it's burning right now!"
Giorno supported his bruised body, his cold eyes becoming calmer:
"It seems to be working."
"In effect?"
Jamie's body trembled, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart.
He tried hard to hold back the pain and nausea that rushed straight to his brain, and asked in shock: "You...what on earth did you do to me?!"
"Haven't you discovered it yet?"
"It smells so strong... I thought this plan might fail."
"Now it seems that the pollen you produced has also harmed you - it has blocked your nasal mucosa, making your sense of smell impaired, and you can no longer smell the murderous intent hidden in the darkness."
In this still time, Giorno's voice sounded calmly.
"smell?"
“Was there any strange smell just now…”
Jamie carefully recalled the various smells he had smelled in the bathroom earlier.
At first, because of the stagnant water on the floor, he could only smell a strong smell of disinfectant detergent in the toilet.
The smell was very irritating. It was obvious that the cleaning staff used the cheapest and most common chlorine-containing disinfectant on the market.
Then he smelled the scent of flowers.
In order to control the snakes, he planted a sea of Impatiens flowers next to him early on.
The floral scent was so strong that it covered up the smell of residual disinfectant .
Then he smelled the stench of animal entrails.
The smell of blood mixed with organ fluids tasted extremely bad.
Although he couldn't see in the dark, Jamie could still tell from the unique smell of animal entrails that they were baits made by Giorno to distract the snakes.
Oh, yes, at the same time as the stench came, there was indeed a strong pungent smell coming out.
The smell was a bit like the disinfectant left on the floor, but much more irritating.
But by then, the "Silver Experience" had already begun to produce excessive pollen for the subsequent dust explosion. His nasal cavity was tightly blocked by pollen, and his sense of smell became so dull that the pungent smell no longer seemed noticeable.
Then he began to feel some discomfort in his respiratory tract.
But at that time he just thought it was caused by inhaling too much pollen, so he didn't take the symptom seriously.
“Damn it…”
"What the hell is that smell?!"
Jamie began to get scared.
What he was afraid of was not that he would fall into the trap by mistake, but that after he fell into the trap, he would find out why he fell into the trap.
That means he has completely lost the competition with the “genuine” one.
"Can't think of it..."
"Let me tell you the answer!"
Giorno's voice was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart that looked strong and competitive but was actually fragile and sensitive:
"The animal offal I created when I distracted the snakes was a cow's stomach."
"Why the stomach and not some other part of the body where the structure is simpler and easier to create?"
"Because... just like when you created the Impatiens, you secretly created an excess of pollen that shouldn't exist in nature. When I created the cow stomach, I also secretly created an excess of cow stomach secretions - gastric acid."
"When the venomous snake bit the cow's stomach, the excessive gastric acid secreted from the cow's stomach, which was far higher than the normal concentration, was poured onto the floor where a large amount of disinfectant remained."
"At this time, I had already asked my companions to cover their mouths and noses with me and hold their breath."
"Stomach acid?"
Jamie was slightly stunned, and his pupils shrank immediately.
All the clues connected together made him figure out everything:
"The main component of gastric acid is hydrochloric acid, and the disinfectant left on the ground... from the smell, I know that its main component should be sodium hypochlorite, which is the most common substance on the market."
"Sodium hypochlorite reacts with excess hydrochloric acid...it will...produce chlorine gas!"
Thinking of this common sense that even middle school students know, his face turned completely pale.
Jamie covered his chest which felt like it was burning with fire, and muttered to himself in disbelief:
"I'm... poisoned by chlorine?"
