On the Walnut fleet, there is only enough food for all the passengers to eat for a week, and it has already consumed a day's supply, and some liquid food such as honeydew was lost in last night's storm, and there are less than six days' rations left in the stockpile.

Therefore, taking advantage of the opportunity to dock, the warriors of the king of gods stepped up to collect food and store it in the cabin.

After about an hour, the scouts sent to the bush returned, and only one of the four scouts returned, still wounded, apparently in danger in the bush.

The protagonist hurriedly reads the packet to find out what danger the scouts are encountering in the bush.

The bush was too close to the flotilla's mooring, less than a quarter of an hour's foot, and the flotilla planned to anchor here for a long time until the Flying Knight was contacted or a new plan was found. If there is a huge safety hazard in the vicinity, then the protagonist needs to re-evaluate whether to change the mooring.

Of course, it is best not to change the berth easily, the mobility of the walnut ship is too poor, and it is not possible to have a suitable wind direction to assist in offshore or beaching every day.

From the packet, the protagonist discovers that the scouts have entered the gloomy bush and searched cautiously, but soon after they are attacked by some indigenous ants.

These native ants are common hairy ants that appear to be foraging for food, spotting the Scout of the Divine Envoy King who has invaded the territory. An encounter ensued, and the scouts prepared to retreat, but the natives in the vicinity were numerous, and they quickly surrounded them.

As soon as the other comrades were desperately covered, only one of the scouts escaped to deliver the news, and the other three soldiers were trapped in the enemy formation, and it was estimated that there was less luck.

Fortunately, this was an encounter, and the indigenous hairy ants also responded in a hurry, otherwise with the ants of any hairy ant kingdom or tribe, if there was a premeditated ambush, none of these four scouts would be able to escape.

It seems that the bush is impossible to go, and the number of Divine Envoy King warriors on the ship is limited, so there is no need to wear it out in vain on such an occasion. There are no queens on board to make up for the losses, only some eggs are placed in the shade at the bottom of some cabins, and there are eggs of all classes, but the protagonist does not intend to hatch these eggs unless absolutely necessary.

The forest with hairy ants stretched in front of the riverbank, and the warriors of the king had to collect food and be on guard to prevent the hairy ants from chasing them.

Fortunately, after a long time, there were no warning signs of the enemy's appearance, and it seemed that the hairy ants were not interested in this empty river beach, which made the Divine Envoy King Legion breathe a sigh of relief.

But not being able to enter the bushes also frustrates many of the protagonist's plans. Originally, the protagonist intended to anchor the fleet here for a long time, and the river beach was not a suitable camping spot, and the protagonist's original plan was to enter the nearby bush to build a nest to accommodate the army and recuperate for a few days.

At the same time, food resources in the bushes are clearly more abundant than in the river beaches. This small beach of pebbles and gravel has been turned over several times by foraging ants, and the food resources accumulated over the past few days have basically been unearthed, and algae, dried shrimp, aquatic insects, and floating grass seeds have been collected. As you can imagine, even if you continue to be stationed here on the river beach, you will hardly be able to collect much food in the back.

Now there are two options in front of the protagonist:

One is to wage war with the indigenous ants and capture the bush for nests and food production.

However, one of the major characteristics of hairy ants is that there are many ants in each nest, and it is not uncommon for tens of thousands of hairy ants to gather in a small nest. With the current combat effectiveness of the Divine Envoy King Legion, even if the four legions in the fleet are not the first-class main force, they are also fully equipped, and it is not a problem to destroy an indigenous ant nest, although it may face triple-digit battle losses.

If you can get a safe and stable nest and resource-rich land, the cost of triple casualties is not unavoidable.

But the protagonist is worried that if the indigenous ants here are not a single nest, but belong to a country with a vast territory and many ant mouths, then the Divine King's army will stab the hornet's nest if they start a war rashly.

It is difficult for this lone army to face the enemy's ensuing retaliation, and if it is trapped in a long-term siege, then the stock of food will soon bottom out, which will be a catastrophe, and it may not even be too late to get back on the ship.

Without the Flying Knight, the protagonist is completely blind to this land, unable to grasp the information of the local natives, and does not dare to act rashly.

The second option is to set sail and find another safe place to get food.

The key factor that finally makes the protagonist decide to take the second option is that the ants find that the water level of the river is still rising.

The river has entered the flood season, and the river is much wider than usual.

In the half day of mooring, the river has risen to the point where the flotilla is anchored. A third of the walnut boats, which were originally beached, are now almost all floating again.

The raging river pounded the boats, and the reins that held the flotilla straight, swayed from side to side as the flotilla was driven by the current, and seemed to break at any moment.

The protagonist hurriedly orders the few ants who are still on the shore to return to the ship immediately, and then takes the initiative to untie the anchor rope and let the fleet continue to go down the river.

The flotilla did not raise its sails, and let the river gradually carry the flotilla away from the beach, and gradually rushed into the middle of the river, carrying it all the way down the river.

Because of the impact of the current, the fleet fell off the river after untying the anchor rope, and the protagonist's boat became the head of the fleet.

The protagonist finally decides that he should not be trapped in this barren and dangerous riverbank, and he does not plan to fight the natives out of trouble. This big river is so long, there is always a suitable mooring.

As for drifting farther away from their homeland, the fleet has already been down the river for a night anyway, and if the flying knights think of going downstream, they don't care about flying a little longer.

The scenery on both sides of the river changes as the fleet advances, and it may seem like a distance of one or two kilometers to humans, but for an ant on sail, it seems to have crossed a whole world.

Forests, meadows, shrubs, peaks, low hills, plains, rock piles, sandy lands, tidal flats. The scenery on the shore changes rapidly, and the fact that there are so many different terrains converging in just a short distance shows the complexity of this land.

As the afternoon approached, the protagonist, who was looking out from the bow of the ship, found a mooring that seemed to be suitable.

It was a lonely sandbar in the middle of the river, on such high ground that it did not appear to be completely submerged by the floodwater.

There is a lone tree on the sandbank, and the ground is full of grass and life. And in the lonely hanging river, there should not be indigenous ants living on it.

So the protagonist orders the sail to be adjusted and rushes to the sandbar.