I Traveled Through Time with the Pesticide Factory

Lin Mu, a technician at a modern pesticide factory, traveled through time. If you want to travel, just travel, but you happen to travel to a useless person with a broken Dantian, and he is sent to a deserted spiritual field to wait for death. While everyone in the Immortal Sect was waiting to see the joke, Lin Mu silently took out a spray can—— "Overgrown? Some glyphosate." "The magic grass is dead? Spray some carbendazim." "Millennium Ganoderma lucidum is going to cause root rot? Find out more about thiophanate methyl." Overnight, the wasteland turned into a spiritual field, and the waste material became a holy master. The Supreme Elder of the Medicine Sect knelt down and begged for the formula: "Please accept me as your disciple!" The great elder of the Immortal Sect angrily yelled: "This is sorcery! Ban him!" The Demon Lord licked his lips: "This man's poison will be punished by me!" When the overwhelming sea of insects swept in, the Immortal Sect collapsed and the Demonic Way reveled. Lin Mu picked up the oversized sprayer on his back, faced hundreds of millions of demonic insects, and said only one sentence: "Do you know what 'dichlorvos' is?"