Muhadi got up and took two steps, feeling that the wound on his calf was somewhat affecting his movements, so he had to signal the muscle daddy to stop.

Both of their bags were lost in Fang Cai's fight and flight, and there was no water or herbs. In desperation, I had to deal with the wound myself.

The boy collected a handful of moss and fungi from the wall and placed them on the ground, using the side of the dagger to press out the juice. Then he took a deep breath and unleashed the Matter Burn ability, and within seconds, the blade of the dagger became red, even red. The boy treated the wound with a hot dagger, then applied moss and mushroom juice, and finally tore a piece of cloth from his robe and bandaged it carefully.

Muhati didn't say a word when he treated his injury, which made the muscle daddy a little admired. However, he was a man who was stingy with compliments, so he just lowered his voice and said, "It's a good dagger, it's a pity that you use it to barbecue meat." ”

Muhati naturally had no intention of arguing with him, but just got up and walked silently. The muscular daddy saw that he didn't reply, so he had to keep up and follow.

With the boy's psionic perception ability, the two avoided the ant reconnaissance team that searched back and forth in the ruins again and again. On a few occasions, even close enough to be seen from the two men's hideouts, the bulges and bristles on the dark red shells of the Ant-Men could be clearly observed. Fortunately, although those Ant-Men looked anxious, they were not very detailed in their search, so Muhati and the others escaped by chance.

The two of them headed for a storage room that could be at the very bottom of the ruins, but the ruins were too big. Many times after walking for half a day, the passage is now blocked by collapsed or leaking sand. Sometimes, it is clear that you can go down to the lower floor from the front, but helplessly, a large number of ant tribes block the future and have to find another way.

It's been a long time, and the muscle daddy is a little anxious. "It's over! If we don't hurry up, we can only save four ant jerky in the end!"

"That's fine, we're throwing away the water and food now anyway. If we quit the same way, we will die of thirst before we can find the oasis, and there are four pieces of humanoid ant jerky, at least we can have a full meal before we die!" Muhati said angrily.

"Hehehehe," the muscle daddy was amused, "that's right, psionic boy, you're rare for me to admire." Even if the four of them turn into jerky, we'll save them! If we can do it after we do, I'll teach you a few tricks!"

"What is the trick?" Muhadi replied reflexively.

"Of course it's a trick to hook women, boy, what could be more practical for a man than this?"

It seems that the muscular daddy really can't take care of this guy, Muhati thought carefully as he thought about how to save people.

After all, this ruin was built by orcs, and although the ant tribes took over the magpie's nest and transformed it into a worm's nest, the basic structure is still impossible to change.

This means that this ruin, after all, is still designed for humanoids to live and inhabit, and for six-legged insects like Ant-Man, there must be some places that are difficult for them to enter. Just like the chimney before.

Where the hell could it be?

"Wait," Muhati asked Muscle Daddy suddenly, "did you say that when you passed by a certain house, you found a lot of maps, and they were all the same as your map of the Orc Relic?"

"That's right!" replied Muscle Daddy, not realizing the point of the question.

"There's no way Ant-Man can go to the city-state and spread the map by himself. Don't say that they have this shape, even if they hide their figures, they can't do it. As you said, they have no self-awareness, only a shared hive consciousness, and the queen is their brain. Then if a single ant-man is so far away from the ant colony, he will have no intelligence to speak of, and it is impossible to scatter the map to lure adventurers!"

"That's right!" Muscle Daddy reflected, "Since they can't walk these maps on their own, there must be black-hearted antiquarian dealers who are complicit with them!"

"If these antiquities merchants are to come here to cooperate with the ants, then there must be a room in the hive for them, and they must also be provided with drinking water and a diet suitable for humanoids. Muhadi pointed out excitedly!

"Exactly!" continued Muscle Daddy, "the big ants may be able to replenish their water by eating ferns and drinking dew, but if they have to entertain outsiders, then they must open a well to get water!"

"It's easy to have a well. Stone tools are also commonly used to see the appearance of these big ants, and it is too difficult to completely open the well. They will definitely use the wells that already exist in the orc ruins, and at most deepen them and clear the mud and sand. Muhadi concluded with great interest, "With their six-legged body structure, it is certainly not convenient to chase them into the well." And the well must lead to the lowest level!"

"I have a question," Muscle Daddy asked, "we can indeed go down from the well, but how will we get out of the bottom when the time comes? Will we break the wall of the well? And what if the water level of the well is very high, we still can't reach the bottom of the hive?"

"I know a little bit about geology, and it is impossible for a hive to build below an underground aquifer, so the inner walls of the hive will seep into the water, and the ants will definitely not survive." ”

"As for the first question, we can only gamble, maybe the wall of the well will be very thin, and you can break it with force. Maybe I can have a cone of psionic energy rush away. If it doesn't work, we can at least go back the way we came, and find a way!"

“...... Energy Cone ...... You mean that your little girlfriend did it that day? knocked down several dried corpses at once. Muscle Daddy thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, then we'll take a gamble." ”

In fact, Muhadi has not mastered the energy cone until now, but he has a feeling that after a day of desperate escape and fighting, his spiritual power has increased again, and now he has barely found the way. Moreover, when he had the confidence to speak, the feeling of "recalling" instead of "learning" appeared. Although he is now just a small person hiding in the hive, he has a feeling that he was once unattainable, and all kinds of spiritual abilities are like tame slaves, beckoning and waving.

The two of them agreed to act immediately, led by the muscular father, and walked little by little to the room where there were many maps, without alarming any ant clan along the way.

After bypassing the last patrol, the two managed to enter the room. Sure enough, there are well-maintained tables, chairs, and bookshelves, which are certainly not for the ants themselves.

"The well should be nearby, let's look carefully!" Muscle Daddy ordered.

One room, another room. Since they always have to be careful not to attract the attention of the ant clan, the two of them are very slow to search. After finding the seventeenth room connected to the map room, Muhathir finally found the stone well in the middle of the room.

This house is different from the others, the top and three walls are wooden, only one is a stone wall, it seems that this place was actually outside the ruins in ancient times. It was the ants who built a wooden shed to prevent the sand from burying the well.

The two of them went down to the well one after the other, and lowered with both hands on the wall of the well. The walls of the well were slippery and full of mosses. It was also riddled with small holes the size of thumbs, from which a pencil-like strip of creature crawled in and out, greasy and scratched, and crawled onto al-Muhadi's hand to suck blood.

Muhadi didn't dare to move, so he could only kill one or two of them when he was back. As he climbed, he was engrossed in his psionic perception, carefully sensing the psionic noise of the ant clan communicating outside the well.

After descending more than 120 feet, the boy felt that the noise of the ant tribe was almost loud and loud as a roaring hurricane from the outside of the well. "What do you sense?" asked Muscle Daddy above.

"Ant-people, lots of ants. Muhadi replied, "A lot, very close!"

"So what are we waiting for?!" Muscle Daddy changed his position, resting his back and feet against the wall of the well to secure himself, and drew his scimitar.

"Maybe as soon as we get out, we'll find ourselves surrounded by a large number of enemies. Muhathir said calmly.

"What are you afraid of, when the time comes, Muscle Daddy will take you out again. Daddy is not a character you have not yet appeared?I am destined to be the protagonist of Attas, before this, how can a few ants help me!" Muscle Daddy is very free.

"Then I'm even more scared. In the fire song, the supporting characters who accompany the hero have to sacrifice themselves to fulfill the protagonist in the end. Muhati also smiled lightly at life and death, anyway, there is no food, even if he quits the same way, eighty percent of them are also dead, but it is better to be a dead hero. "Then let's do it!"

The muscular daddy nodded in the darkness, and with a roar of rage, Muhadi slashed at the wall of the well.

The Muer are a natural fighting race, and their half-dwarven and half-human blood give them strength that ordinary people can't match, and this ruin is too old, many of the masonry and stone have been loosened, and this time it really made the muscle daddy cut a bite off the wall of the well, and a faint light leaked in.

"Looks like I don't need your psionic powers!" said the Muscle Daddy easily, slashing and kicking, gradually widening the gap in the wall of the well, until it finally became an opening that could accommodate one person to pass through Guò.

Daddy took the lead and killed through the gap. Muhathir followed, climbed out of the gap, and jumped down.

Muhadi was startled by the sight outside, and the light fungus illuminated an area the size of a large square where countless Ant-Men were busy with it. Here, it is no longer the stone building in the ruins, but a space carved out of the sand, which has obviously descended to the core of the insect nest under the ruins building.

These ant-men must have built their nests in the sand first, and then accidentally appeared the ruins and expanded the hives into the ruins on the upper floors. Muhati thought, then looked up and was shocked again.

It turns out that not only is the ground in front of him crawling with Ant-Man, but even the top of his head is Ant-Man!

On the ceiling of the hive, there are thousands of huge Ant-Man, their lower abdomen is exaggerated, showing a translucent texture, and their powerful mouthparts bite the ceiling tightly and hang themselves. What was this, the boy was puzzled.

"Sha help me too!" Contrary to Muhadi's surprise, Muscle Daddy was overjoyed. He then yelled again, "It's all worker ants!"

Muhati took a closer look, and now these Ant-Men were indeed different from what they encountered in the ruins, they were much smaller, and they didn't have weapons, and now they invaded here, and they cowardly scattered and fled, and none of them dared to step forward to stop them.

The muscular daddy didn't care about all this, and immediately brandished the scimitar to kill, and Muhadi also pulled out the scimitar to follow, and asked loudly, "Are they all worker ants?!"

Muscle Daddy casually glanced up, "Oh those, I heard it's honeypot ants." He slashed as he spoke, as if he were striding leisurely, without the slightest shortness of breath. If you close your eyes and listen to him, you will never think that he is killing people at this time, "It is a special kind of worker ant, and their bodies have become a container for storing insect honey." Other worker ants feed them honey and they store it so that the nest can cope with the food shortage. ”

How could these ant-men do this for the sake of the hive, completely sacrificing their freedom and turning into a biocontainer?"How far can they sacrifice for the collective?" asked Muhadi, slashing another worker ant.

"What sacrifices are not sacrificed, they are not self-conscious, and they don't care about sacrifice. Muscle Daddy said as he killed, and by this time they had already killed more than two hundred steps into the swarm.

Muhati didn't have time to nod, but answered, "Then the place where the ant colony stores other food should not be far away, we should go and save our companions!"

"Well, I've never been inside the hive, so I don't know exactly how to get there. Muscle Daddy said irresponsibly, and then pointed casually, "I see there's a passage over there, maybe it leads to the food storage room, let's kill it!"

--------------------------------------------------------------- p.s. honeypot ant is a real creature, mainly found in the deserts of the Northern Territory of Australia and Mexico. Looks like this: [[[net.com/cc.{ 0,10}o.{0,10}]]] honeypot ants are born to specialize into such containers, do not move for the rest of their lives, and can still hang on the top of the nest after death. These bizarre ants, whose bellies can swell up to the size of grapes, are filled with worm honey.

Honeypot ants can make wine or eat it raw......

The smell is indescribable......

Interested readers can find the opportunity to eat a few for themselves.

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