Following the new worker ants into the hole, behind the hole is also a narrow dirt road passage, with fluorescent bacteria scattered around, providing a faint light, which appears brighter than the main passage. After this short passage, the protagonist and his party arrive at a rather large cave.

Looking around, this cave is also muddy, and there are large clusters of fluorescent bacteria on the ceiling, and the cave ** is as bright as in the moonlight, and you can see that there is no other exit except for the entrance.

If converted to human proportions, this cave is about more than 100 square meters in size, and it is worth three or five million if it is in a certain imperial capital in the previous life, even if it is a basement. The floor of the cave was slightly higher in the middle and slightly lower on all sides, and there was a layer of white silk piled up high in the middle, and the same winged ant rested on the silk.

"This is just the guy who was taken away just now!" The protagonist thinks to himself, "It's all Simmons, these are silk!" "Also, where did the ants get the artificial silk.

The worker ants led the protagonist and Roll in and left, and Roll climbed on the silk bed and lay down, while the protagonist continued to look around. A world of ants is too new for him.

There are not only three winged ants such as the protagonist, but also a few worker ants who are busy against the wall around them.

The protagonist also slowly moved to the white silk bed, the silk of the silk bed is slender and white, messily intertwined, but it looks fluffy and elastic, I can't see what the origin is, like silk, but where do the ants get silk? It is said that some ant larvae can also spin silk, but I don't know if it is produced by the ants for their own use.

The size of this silk bed is large, enough to accommodate more than a dozen winged ants the size of the protagonist lying on their stomachs at the same time, and it will not be crowded. After the protagonist also got on the silk bed, he began to think about some things again, today's impact is a bit big, and the brain seems to be unable to rest for a while, and I don't know if the ant's big head will be overloaded and burned out!

The protagonist finds that he has no control over the ant's body. And a mammal's sudden manipulation of an insect's body should not be so skillful, and it is normal to be a clumsy toddler and babble like a baby.

In the simplest form of walking, humans do this by taking turns with their left and right legs while swinging their arms to maintain balance. If you change to a quadruped, such as a cat or dog, two sets of limbs take turns to step forward each time, where the left forelimb and right hindlimb are a group, and the right forelimb and left hindlimb are a group.

But switching to the current ant's body, the protagonist stares at the busy worker ants next to him, and they move in two patterns. One is to move on all fours, the front two limbs are suspended in the air to do other things, the way of movement is similar to that of cats and dogs, one group of left middle limbs and right hind limbs, and another group of right middle limbs and left hind limbs, taking turns to step forward. There is also a six-limb landing, at which time it becomes a group of left forelimbs, right middle limbs and left hind limbs, and the right forelimbs, left middle limbs and right hind limbs are grouped and take turns to step forward.

These two ways of moving are complicated just to think about, but when the protagonist subconsciously wants to move, he walks very naturally, without a trace of disobedience and discomfort, just as natural as breathing. On this part of the road here, the protagonist has tried both ways of walking, and the proficiency seems to be engraved in the depths of his genes.

Another example is language, although the ants have no language, but through a few brief exchanges with the antennae of the worker ants and the rolling, it proves that as long as the protagonist is in contact with the antennae of other ants, the thoughts in his head can naturally and easily exchange information with other ants, that is to say, words. It is impossible for the protagonist to understand the language or writing that the ants use to exchange information.

The protagonist lies on a soft silk bed, and no one can answer these doubts for him.

Looking at the two winged ants lying on their stomachs not far away, one is rolling, and the other protagonist decides to call him "Rambovan", because he is the first (No. 1) winged ant born in addition to the protagonist himself. Now that I'm used to seeing them, I don't think their insect faces are so disgusting and peculiar. Rambotu lay quietly on his stomach, I don't know if he was asleep, anyway, the ant's eyes couldn't be closed, and the roll kept shaking its wings, looking restless.

"Do you want to fly?" The protagonist thinks to himself, "Oh, by the way, can I fly!" The protagonist suddenly remembers that he also has a pair of wings, and hurriedly leaves the silk bed again, trying to wave his wings vigorously. This move attracted the eyes of both Roll and Ramboto, and it seemed that their eyesight was okay, at least better than those blind worker ants.

The protagonist experiments for a long time, but finally ends in failure, because the protagonist has no idea how to control the wings on his back. Unlike walking, the protagonist has experience of walking, and naturally makes the action of walking, which is not affected by the current number of legs. But flying is different, the protagonist in the previous life did not rely on his own strength to fly, how the muscles and nerves coordinate is completely unclear, just by giving the command of "flying" in his mind, it has no effect at all, and the wings behind him are the same as the cloak when there is no wind, and they do not move at all.

The protagonist tried for a long time.,Finally gave up.,Just think of the two furnishings behind it.,Hey! Continue back to the silk bed lying on your stomach.

The three winged ants were lying on their stomachs, and the worker ants next to them were busy with themselves. The protagonist thinks to himself, it seems that I may be a male ant now, and the most useless male ant in the whole ant nest will be so leisurely.

As his mind spins around with these chaotic unit thoughts, the protagonist feels his head gradually become heavy, which is a familiar manifestation of sleepiness.

"I can't even close my eyes, those worker ants are dangling, and the lights are not turned off, how can I sleep......" The protagonist thinks to himself, but before he finishes thinking, he has already fallen asleep with his eyes open.