When I woke up, I was refreshed, and I hadn't slept so peacefully and so deeply for a long time.

The hustle and bustle of yesterday's New Year's banquet did not affect me, but the fatigue of the banquet has become a memory, and I feel so comfortable that I don't feel a little uncomfortable!

Yesterday's dinner was a success, more than a dozen large pots of dishes were served, and the aristocratic ants attending the meeting almost suspected that they had never eaten before, and they were quick to move their steps after eating. The scene of eating and drinking and gobbling up the mountains at the banquet made him a little funny in retrospect.

After all, this is a banquet that the protagonist has prepared for nearly a month with thousands of worker ants, infused with thousands of years of human food culture, although the ingredients and stoves make this food culture and skills can only play one percent, it is enough to shock the ants who have never seen much of the world.

This is a god's food, and when the protagonist improved the food in the past, the ants thought that the king of the gods had obtained the god's food by the will of the gods, and this time it strengthened everyone's impression.

Last night's excitement was already last year in a blink of an eye.

The protagonist gets up, takes the new calendar, and ticks off the first day with charcoal.

Today is January 1, 9 years, and it has been a full 8 years since the protagonist came to this world.

In 8 years, the Anti-Japanese War is over, but the protagonist feels that he has achieved nothing, although the Ant Alliance now seems to be rejuvenated, and there is an atmosphere in the heyday of the homeland.

However, the Destroyer's sword of Damocles always hangs over his head, ready to be slashed at any moment.

Even survival is in danger, and the protagonist doesn't say anything to save the world, and he decides that he may be the most unlucky and useless time-traveler.

Except for those who have crossed over to babies and haven't grown up for 8 years, how can there be a time-traveler who hasn't been able to create a foundation for 8 years!?

In self-pity, the protagonist has a little inferiority, ignoring the objective fact that the Ant Alliance is already a dominant force. It's just that the ant world is relatively too big, and there are millions of forces like the Ant Alliance!

The only thing that makes the protagonist happy is that he has this ant body, which is still young, strong, and disease-free!

Generally, male ants have a lifespan of more than ten years, and the first third is youth, if they do not die in frequent wars and natural disasters, and then they enter middle age, and various health problems begin to appear on their bodies.

The protagonist sees a conquered red fire ant passing through the secondary nest, a poor slave burrower ant male ant who is covered in ant mites but has no worker ants to clean it up, he is hobbling and seems to be dying at any moment.

Fortunately, he didn't become like that, maybe it's the welfare of crossing, the protagonist doesn't feel any signs of aging in his body, but his strength is still growing steadily.

The protagonist rarely fights in person, but even if he doesn't enter the "Celestial God" state, he can easily lift an egg-sized stone, but if he does so, he will soon become extremely hungry!

After entering the state of "Celestial Gods", coupled with an iron armor bodyguard, the protagonist is almost the existence of an ant-shaped Gundam.

But he will not easily open Wushuang, in the war of ants, there are often tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of level battles, and he can open Wushuang again, and in the face of enemies like Red Fire Ants and Destroyers who will not retreat, it is also easy to be besieged and fall into danger.

The protagonist is not a fierce general who charges into battle, he is the brain of the Ant Alliance, the command center of the Divine Envoy King Legion, and he can't easily risk himself.

After getting up and drinking a bowl of soy milk and eating a roasted grass seed, the protagonist gets to work.

He walked from the inner bedroom to the outer office, first to the window, and pulled back a thick curtain of ant felt.

The sunlight from the outside shines through, and the interior is bright.

It turned out that behind the ant felt curtain was a transparent window with a beautiful pattern, and the window was made of three layers of insect membrane wings glued together, embedded in the window hole, tough and transparent.

The protagonist still likes to work in the sun, not the light of the blue fluorescent bacteria, and no matter how dark he can see, he still likes to be bright.

The protagonist's office is located near the top of the antmound, facing south, and this peanut-sized window allows for very good lighting.

Although the protagonist's dormitory is not underground, it is in the ground ant mound with poor thermal performance, which is far drier and more comfortable than the underground dormitory, and the specially built heating flue keeps it from being very cold.

Usually a thick ant-felt curtain behind the window can also reduce heat loss.

Today, on the first day of the new year, the sun is very good, even if it is a winter sun, it can warm the body.

The protagonist basked in the sun quietly for a while, thinking that the paving ant engineering team was estimated to have started work in this good weather. The second phase of the canal project is expected to be completed soon after the spring starts.

Warming up, the protagonist comes to his desk. The broad bean-sized desk is a small block of black shale with scraps of grass and charcoal piled on top.

Although the protagonist's brain can store a large number of information packets like other ants, the protagonist finds that the amount of information that ants can store is limited, after all, the ant's brain is the size of a needle, and this "hard disk" space is certainly not very abundant.

If an ant has too many packets, the message will be missing, or the old packet will be lost entirely.

Male ants and large worker ants, god workers and divine soldiers have much more brain storage than professional ants, and it is said that some ant families also have special file ants with large heads and small bodies, which are responsible for storing all kinds of information packages.

The protagonist doesn't feel like he's running out of brains yet, but he's afraid of the day, so he starts to write down important things with pen and paper, so that he can think about his future plans while he paints.

His pen is charcoal, and there are a lot of fires in the combustion room that have left over from the fire, and the protagonist will ask the worker ants to pick out the right size and send it over.

Paper is the broad leaf of some kind of weed, which is hard but not brittle when dried, and is cut into pea-sized pieces. After writing, you can also use ant silk to bind it into a book.

The protagonist now holds a new piece of grass paper, hooks a piece of charcoal on his right forelimb, and the tip of the penis begins to draw on the paper.

If you look closely, you can see that he is clearly drawing a map of the area.

The wide Qing River is unusually wide from west to east, and several thick dots are drawn on the north of the Qing River, and the thick dots on the peninsula are obviously [Xinyangcheng], and these thick dots originally indicated ant nests.

The other two locations to look at are [Red Iron City] and [February Orchid City], where the protagonist connects the three important lairs with a symbol that symbolizes the canal. Then he added the second phase of the canal, and the location of several other lairs.

Next, it was the turn of the south bank of the Qing River, and the lonely [Pioneer City] was marked.

This is the map of all the current territories of the Ant Alliance!