Published: February 13, 2025
Liang Chuyin crouched on the ground, excitedly prodding at the Iron Earth Ant with a small stick.
"This thing probably has a strength of around level five, right? Its skin is tough, it can spit acid, and its feet are sharp enough. It's a pity it's a bit small, just a little bigger than a cockroach. With numbers below a certain level, it can't become a threat on Earth."
As she poked, Liang Chuyin continued to crack jokes, to the point where Gao Yi almost wanted to go back and report to Ye Zhongming.
His family was from a traditional Chinese medicine lineage and had remedies that could rejuvenate a man's prowess. "Boss, if you have any unspeakable difficulties, please don't hesitate to ask me; it’s very effective."
"I just wonder if we can catch it and raise it. If we had thousands of them, that would be quite scary, just like the war rat legion rampaging in Africa, claiming kingship."
Liang Chuyin had no idea about Gao Yi's mental state and was still daydreaming.
"This is the Iron Earth Ant. The strongest individuals are only around level seven. And despite its name resembling that of the ants on Earth, and its appearance too, it lays only one or two eggs during reproduction, once every two years. From hatching, it takes five years to reach reproductive age and lasts for about ten years. Their lifespan is only around twenty years, so in total, they reproduce only five times in their lifetime, with at most ten offspring. You think you can raise them into a group that poses a threat to the All Races of the Universe? You have no hope."
Xia Bai was raining on Liang Chuyin's parade.
"Thinking about it can't hurt, right? What if?" Liang Chuyin casually blocked the acid spray from the Iron Earth Ant that he had been tormenting for half a day and flung it onto a nearby tree.
"There’s no 'what if.' Besides, the war rat legion is powerful not just because of its numbers, but because the Rat King is a top-tier lifeform, commanding over a hundred level eight war rats, allowing them to act recklessly in Africa." Xia Bai leaned against the tree trunk, occasionally scanning the surroundings.
"Wait a minute, sisters. The signal from over there has been out for half a day, shouldn't we move?" Gao Yi cautiously interrupted the conversation between the two. They had previously agreed that upon receiving a signal, they would rush over to help.
Now, delaying here could put a lot of pressure on those on the other side.
"We're not moving; if we do, we might run into their encirclement." Liang Chuyin stood up and looked towards the source of the signal. "It's possible the opponent has been frightened as we predicted, turning into a startled bird upon seeing our location and hurriedly avoiding us. But they might also use this to set a trap for us, so there's no need to hurry; let's wait and see."
Of course, Gao Yi understood what the internet celebrity meant, but he still had doubts: "But how do you judge if the opponent has taken the bait or if they are setting a trap for us?"
Liang Chuyin replied, "If they engage, it means they took the bait. If there's no movement, then it means they are setting a trap."
"How do you know if they are engaging?" Gao Yi was confused again.
"Huh? Luo Luo is monitoring," Liang Chuyin casually said.
Gao Yi looked at Yama Tree, who seemed indifferent, and couldn't believe it. "Can you really do that from so far away?"
Yama Tree rolled his eyes in a very expressive manner, unwilling to answer the question.
Gao Yi understood and recognized this was Sister Hong's signature eye roll.
"I found them; they're ambushed over there." Yama Tree suddenly pointed to a spot and traced an arc to indicate the enemy's ambush line.
Liang Chuyin clapped her hands and pointed to a position along the virtual line Yama Tree had drawn. "Let's start eating away at this team from here."
Although the four of them had seemed very relaxed just now, once they entered the execution phase of the mission, each person became serious, even Yama Tree.
After sprinting for a short distance, Yama Tree signaled everyone to stop. The next moment, many thin vines burst from the ground beneath their feet, swiftly weaving into a mat of vines that carried the four of them rapidly through the woods.