After the insects won the victory, the fifty-two still surviving insects happily rushed towards the super huge island, and they didn't stop rushing towards the super huge island.

More than half an hour later, fifty-two art insects landed on the super huge island, landed on the green grass, sucked the rich aroma, and the fifty-two art insects were intoxicated with the fragrance of life.

After a while, waking up from his intoxication, the leader of the insects ordered the insects, "Boys! Heading to the Mainland! Build our new home on this continent! ”

Then, under the leadership of the leader of the art insects, the art insects marched inland, in order to find a suitable territory to establish a base, and establish a civilization belonging to the art insects.

Insects are omnivorous organisms, but insects prefer to eat meat, rich in high-energy protein, so the first choice for insects to choose the territory of the base is that there must be prey nearby, and the meat is full of high-energy protein.

However, more than three months after the insects landed, and the insects spent more than three months on the super huge island, and they saw nothing other than green or green, except for the green grass, and they didn't see half of the animals, and there was no 'meat' resources to obtain.

"Holy! How is it always grass! Isn't there an animal!? I've been ** for hundreds of years! I want to eat meat! Meat! Meat! Meat! "An art insect is excited, its belly has been dormant for hundreds of years, and it urgently needs meat to fill it, and it can't bear it!

"Smack!" The leader of the art insect threw his tail on the back of the head of the art insect that was crying wolf, and said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of system! No patience at all, look what you look like! Shame on the face of our art worm clan! It's been hundreds of years! Can't you stay up for this little bit of time now?! ”

"Woo woo woo..."The beaten art insect frustrated his face, let out a whimpering sound, and complained to the leader of the art insect with a bitter and hateful face: "Boss, it's not that the younger brothers don't support you, Wangshan runs away from a dead horse, it's been more than three months except grass or grass, there is no meat to eat, I'm hungry!" I'm so hungry that I want to eat grass! I really want to gnaw on grass! ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! The insects chimed in, and it was obvious that these meat-loving guys didn't want to endure it anymore after hundreds of years.

"Alas......" in the face of the complaints of his subordinates, the leader of the art insects sighed deeply, the leader of the art insects is not unable to understand the feelings of his subordinates, it is also hungry, but eating grass or something is too detrimental to the dignity of the art insects, although the art insects are omnivores, but they are also very picky eaters, no meat, fruits are fine, but the rest is not sensitive, in the food concept that the art insects have cultivated for a long time, meat is the staple food, and fruits are just things that are used to satisfy hunger after there is no way, and other foods, like vegetables, Metal or something, in the eyes of the art insects, eating these things is simply an insult to the sacred recipes of the art insect family! It's a shame to eat them!

Well, it's a very strange view of food, a very strange concept, but that's how it is for the art insects, if it weren't for such a food view, the art insects who landed on the super huge island couldn't wait to eat grass directly, but now, the art insects are really unable to stand the taste of hunger, and they are about to starve for food, as long as the leader of the art insects gives an order, the art insects will definitely immediately leave the sacred recipes of the art insect family behind, and will definitely no longer care about any shame or shame, and will definitely immediately gnaw grass.

Hunger is never a pleasant taste.

At this moment, even the leader of the art insects, who attaches great importance to the traditions and customs of the art insect clan, is a little lacking in patience, and even the leader of the art insects wants to let go of his dignity and gnaw grass, but in the end, the so-called dignity defeats desire and reason, and the leader of the art insects finally vetoes the willingness of his subordinates to gnaw grass after a while.

Alas...... Regret it, the leader of the art insects really regrets it at this moment, he knew that he left his body after killing the extended version of 'Wangtus Rui Osekko', isn't this just a big piece of meat? Alas...... Bitter also...... The leader of the art insects lamented in his heart.

"Damn!" "Starving insects!" "Grass! Grass! Grass! ”…… The art insects complained one after another, and there were even more than a dozen art insects rolling and scuffling on the ground, and the art insects expressed their dissatisfaction with their own words and actions.

Seeing the humiliating appearance of his subordinates, the leader of the art insects felt deeply embarrassed, the whole insect face was not good, the insect mouth was hideous, and the leader of the art insects angrily reprimanded his subordinates: "It's a lot of trouble! A bunch of unfinished stuff! If you're hungry, play the pit! Dig earthworms!! "Suddenly! The words were interrupted, and the leader of the art insects seemed to think of something, and stopped talking for a while.

"Huh? Chief, have you thought of a good idea? Seeing the appearance of the leader, an art insect who was very familiar with the leader of the art insects saw that the leader of the art insects seemed to have some thoughts, and immediately stopped rolling on the grass, got up from the ground, and asked the leader of the art insects.

"An immature idea." The leader of the art insects responded to the questioning art insects: "There is no prey on the ground, it doesn't mean that there is no prey underground, there is no meat on the ground, maybe there is meat underground." ”

"Ding!" The art insects were suddenly startled, the sound of ding dong echoed in their heads, and the art insects suddenly remembered that their group of insects seemed to have been crawling on the grass, looking for prey on the grass, looking for prey on the ground, but they had never thought of looking for prey underground, it was really a mistake, it seemed that they had been hungry for hundreds of years and were dizzy.

So, under the leadership of the leader of the art insects, the art insects began to dig the soil, but planing, planing, digging out a pile of soil, the art insects dug the ground and dug deeply, but in addition to the soil or soil, digging for more than seven days, the art insects did not find half of the prey, and they were tired for more than seven days, and there was no result.

This time, the insects lay weakly on the grass, hungry, smelling the fragrance of the green grass, and the insects' saliva couldn't stop flowing.

"Boss, are you going to stop us from gnawing grass this time?" A worm lying next to the leader of the insects asked the leader of the insects who was also on the ground.

"I ...... I ...... "Speechless, speechless, this time the leader of the art insects is really speechless, I really don't know what to say, to gnaw the grass or not to gnaw the grass, this ...... is a problem.

Then, the leader of the art insects was silent for a while, and after a short period of struggle, in the end, the leader of the art insects made a choice and made a ...... Wrong choice.

The leader of the art insects, who really couldn't stand it, succumbed to hunger, and said to the art insects under him: "No way, now the art insect clan is only us worms, we represent the entire art insect clan, and our will is the will of the entire art insect clan, I have a proposal, are you willing to listen to it?" ”

The tone of the leader's words was quite sincere, but there were very few responders, and the insects were busy lying on the ground and drooling on the ground.

Seeing that there were few art insects responding, and the leader of the art insects was not angry, or that he was so hungry that he had no strength to be angry, the leader of the art insects just continued weakly: "I propose to change the sacred recipe of my art insect clan and add these green grasses to it, do you agree?" ”

"Agreed!!" Stirring sounds! Fifty-one overlapping rings! All of the artists agreed to the proposal of the leader of the insects.

Then, the art insects couldn't wait to start gnawing on the grass.

Then, all the artists were tragic...... Because, they all made the wrong choice.