The next day, May 26, the sky was cloudy.

After the sun rises, the ants continue to go out to forage and repair the boat, which is a warm day that the ants like, they work very efficiently, and according to the schedule, the fleet will be able to set sail again after about noon!

Because of the encounter with indigenous ants in the water pine forest yesterday, and the conflict broke out, the protagonist is worried that the enemy will come again, after all, this rich water forest cannot be a borderless land without ants.

Before setting sail, the protagonist does not want unnecessary conflicts and losses, so he orders the foraging troops not to go too far, and arranges the Divine Envoy King's team to guard the place where some branches meet, and warn in time if something happens.

In the morning, it was peaceful, but at noon, the native ants did not come, and the bad weather came to join in the fun.

The ants sensed that the weather was changing dramatically, and at the same time, the dark clouds in the sky moved rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly overshadowing the sun and darkening the whole world by a few shades.

A common summer thunderstorm poured down at noon in early summer.

The protagonist has to be glad that the fleet is now moored to the shore, instead of floating on the clear river as wide as the ocean like rootless duckweed.

The ants all took refuge in the boat, but even as dozens of thick cables held the flotilla to the water pines, the entire flotilla began to tremble under the fierce wind and rain.

The originally gentle Qinghe River also became angry under the storm, and the waves were like continuous hills, and the closer you got to the middle of the river, the bigger the waves, that is, the waves on the side of the water forest.

And the walnut boat is like a melon seed shell in a tsunami, undulating violently with the continuous surging waves, throwing high and falling low.

Although the walnut boat did not leak in, everything inside: ants, eggs, food, and supplies were thrown around as if they had been thrown into a washing machine.

The storm was even more violent than the one that had separated the Walnut fleet from its homeland, and the protagonist felt that he was spinning all the time, that he could hit the bottom of the ship, the wall or the roof of the ship at any moment, and that everything was almost weightless as if it were in the sky, and could fall on him at any moment.

The protagonist can't figure out how he feels, pain? Vertigo? Disgusting? I had these feelings at first, but then I got more and more intense, and now I seem to be getting used to it. The protagonist feels very powerless, he can't fight Newton's laws at all, and can only be beaten like a sandbag, beaten by ships, cargo, immortals who hit him from time to time, and beaten by interaction forces and gravity.

Such a time seems to be as long as a lifetime, but in fact, the summer thunderstorms come and go quickly, and only half an hour later, it is already cloudy and rainy.

Feeling the waves outside settle down, the protagonist was dizzy and adjusted to the stable ship for a while, allowing the similarly wobbly Celestial to move away from him before he moved to the hatch of the ship and opened it to look outside.

The dark clouds are already dispersing, and scattered rains are still falling. The protagonist waits again to make sure that the weather outside is safe before getting out, and then sends a messenger to summon the ships.

The cable did a good job, and the storm did not cause damage to the ship, but some of the fragile cargo in the hold was damaged.

For example, some ant and insect eggs were better placed and buffered before, but now the space is crowded due to the increase in goods, and they have been damaged in this natural disaster. There were a number of other cargoes that were also damaged and even contaminated the cabin.

The ants were forced to start cleaning the ship's holds, discarding the unwantable cargo, and then continuing to search the pine forest for some replacements.

After all, water navigation is not something that can be replenished anytime and anywhere, and it must be as fully loaded as possible before setting sail, especially since this water pine forest is rich in products and is an unavoidable supply point on the route.

- I'm the dividing line -

But just when the warriors of the king are busy, the protagonist receives a warning from the sentry who is hurrying back, and they find scattered indigenous ants, and the other party finds itself and hurriedly retreats, but it is clear that the person who came is not good.

The protagonist immediately asks his subordinates to return to the ship and set sail immediately, he does not intend to start a pointless battle with the native ants.

It was not easy for such a large fleet to set sail, and it took about ten minutes just to untie the many cables, and then the protagonist used a long stick as a penny to push the water pine hard, and the fleet re-entered the riverbank.

At this time, the river was still in the range of the water pine forest, obstructed by trees, the water flow here was slow, the wind direction was also reversed, and the sails could not be opened, and the fleet was only slowly pushed by the weak current, so it walked very slowly.

Not long after setting sail, the protagonist stands outside the ship, and sees a red line moving in a tree not very far away, which is the local Barcheleaf ant, and the direction of their movement is the anchorage of the previous walnut fleet. There are more than 1,000 large and small numbers on the other side, and it is obvious that the comers are not good.

After all, this water forest is the territory of the other party, and even if the other party is not aware of the conflict between the two sides yesterday, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to tolerate their own troops staying here, and they will definitely defend their territory.

The indigenous ants didn't find the fleet, and from such a distance, except for the protagonist's eyesight, they could see the target, even if it was a scythe ant.

The protagonist is also glad that he also sent a guard force after the rain to avoid the war.

The ship moved slowly, and it took about an hour for it to move the distance of seven or eight trees

The foliage in the water grove is dense and completely invisible from a short distance, and at this time, the protagonist sees a spectacular scene.

In the middle of the canopy, there are more than a dozen balls of leaves gathered on each tree, ranging in size, from the size of a small ball to the size of a football.

These are obviously not the leaves that grow like this, but have been changed by some force. The leaves seemed to be glued together, stacked on top of each other, densely packed like the scales of an ancient samurai. Some of the leaves on the surface of the leaf balls have turned yellow or even dried up, and it is clear that this kind of leaf balls have a certain lifespan.

The protagonist knows the origin of these leaf balls, because there are countless ants crawling around on them, and it is none other than those indigenous ants.

The protagonist finally recognizes the identity of this ant, and countless ants carry the collected green leaves cut into the right size, and carry them into the leaf balls in a steady stream. There are also ants that do not carry leaves and burrow into some tree holes.

With such eye-catching features, the protagonist naturally recognizes this as the famous leaf-cutting ant! Memories of leafcutter ants were also recalled. Of course, the protagonist doesn't know that this ant only lived in the Americas in the Old World, and he naturally doesn't wonder why this ant now lives not far from his homeland.

But after he recognized the leafcutter ants, he decided to subdue the race!