Bullet ants, mainly found in the tropical rainforests of the Amazon.

Its appearance is similar to that of the wasp ancestors, and it has barely changed for millions of years.

It is about 3 centimeters long, 5 times the size of the common ant, and is one of the largest ant species in the world.

They are equipped with strong, powerful palates and sharp, venomous tail spines.

After being bitten by it, it is like being hit by a bullet, and the toxin causes symptoms such as fever and vomiting, which is an unforgettable pain for a lifetime.

Someone who experienced the pain firsthand described it as "like being stuck in the heel of a rusty iron nail and then walking barefoot on fiery charcoal."

It is said that among the traditional tribes living deep in the Amazon rainforest, there is an incredible tribal activity called the "bullet ant coming-of-age ceremony".

Young people over the age of 14 are required to wear special bullet ant gloves and endure severe bites for a specified period of time, during which time they are not allowed to cry or runny nose.

Perhaps, for them, this is the only way to pick a true "warrior".

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Before the mighty army of bullet ants approached, the players' respective systems had already sounded the alarm, alerting the host to be careful.

Bullet ants are not dominant in size compared to humans, but "ants bite more elephants", and the huge number is more terrifying.

All players are on their toes, using spider silk to half-hang themselves in the air, away from the ground, carefully searching for bullet ants.

Once there is an army of bullet ants, it is useless to hide in trees, the ants will climb trees, and it is only a matter of time before they are found.

Soon, the sound of "rustling" as the bullet ant army moved forward became closer and closer, and following the source of the sound, a black team appeared in everyone's sight from far and near.

Some players who are somewhat "dense phobic" can't help but get goosebumps.

In fact, bullet ants prey on insects and small frogs that are much larger than their size, and do not use humans as food.

But its reputation is so loud that people feel numb when they see it, after all, no one dares to guarantee that they will accidentally take a bite of it and experience the sourness of the world.

However, this group of "passing" bullet ants were obviously a little "panicked", and hurriedly lowered their heads one by one, not caring about hunting at all.

With the advantage of "condescending", it didn't take long for players to understand why.

A primitive looking tribal population appeared behind the ant colony.

They are naked, their skin is tanned brownish-red due to their exposure to the sun all year round, and their muscles are smooth and natural, looking full of wild power.

The lower body is surrounded by "aprons and shorts" woven from leaves and vines.

Armed with bows and arrows, they rely on the tools they use to make a living.

Living in a treacherous rainforest requires a keen sense of perception, and it is clear that the leader of this tribe is very alert, and soon spots players in strange and comical postures "hanging" in the air.

The two sides looked at each other.

The man who looked like the leader of the tribe muttered a few words at them.

No malice was felt in them, and the player was relieved.

After all, everyone has heard that deep in the Amazon rainforest, there are notorious "cannibals".

The bullet ants hurried to and fro as if they were dogs behind them, and disappeared before they had time to take a picture with the players.

The "psychological shadow" departed, and the players fell to the ground one after another, walking towards the slowly approaching tribal crowd.

Most of the players are good-looking young people, and the tribesmen have shown great curiosity and kindness to them.

They walked over, smiled and waved in a friendly way, and then an older "uncle" took the lead, stepped forward a few steps, and touched the heads of the players in front of them with both hands.

"Could this be a form of etiquette? A way to welcome? Touching the head? ”

Tang Qinqin, who was at the back of the team, asked in a low voice.

Even if she released her psychic ability, she couldn't sense that this group of primitive tribes had the slightest malice towards them, which could only show that they were really a group of simple and enthusiastic people, expressing their welcome and liking for them in their own way.

Even if they were at a loss, the players were obediently touched on their heads one by one, and the tall ones bent down intimately.

Compared to the rude gesture of touching the heads of the boys, when it is the turn of the girls, the touching ceremony is much gentler.

After all the heads of the people were touched, and after the salute was probably completed, the tribal leader waved his hand very satisfied, and muttered, motioning for everyone to follow.

Xiao Qi, as a high-tech product of "knowing astronomy and geography", was a little stuck for the first time and could not translate their language in time.

Primitive tribes rarely appear in front of people, and their language is relatively obscure, and it is the "indigenous language" that prevails within them.

It is said that tribes in some regions try to use "Spanish" when communicating with the outside world.

The player's squad looked at each other and followed.

In addition to documenting the mysterious beauty of nature, it is also very interesting and meaningful to visit the tribes that still retain their primitive living conditions.

The opportunity is rare, but the enthusiasm is hard to refuse, so the players follow the tribe crowd with curiosity and go to visit the primitive tribe.

"It's a guest at the door, we are from the state of etiquette, and it's not good to be empty-handed, right?"

The clever ghost in Lao Tian's team is online again.

"That's right."

Lao Zheng nodded.

That's the reason.

Coming to the door empty-handed always feels unpleasant.

"They usually hunt and gather for a living, so let's take a look all the way and gather some food we find, and if not, we can make up the food we bring together, how about it?"

No one in the country has any objections.

Football Kingdom players have seen the same example.

"Do they usually like bananas?"

"Let's go, let's just carry a banana tree back for them."

After Lao Tian finished speaking, Da Lama ran towards the promising banana tree.

Zheng Guangping in Erkang's hand behind him: ...... Brother, you wait......

Have you forgotten that wandering spiders like to hide in banana trees?

Don't come back crying for a while, it's a joke!

But maybe "stupid people have stupid blessings", the optimistic Lao Tian of Lele Hehe was not so "unlucky" this time and did not get hit.

The stems full of bananas were heavy and heavy, and Lao Tian and Zheng Guangping carried them one after the other, walking staggeringly, but the expression on their faces was very proud.

Probably in his heart, it is a very happy thing to be able to bring a "generous gift" to visit the master's house.

Tang Qinqin cooperated with Obsidian and collected some edible wild fruits as a door-to-door gift.

On the way, the brave tribesmen also hunted a passing crocodile.

Tears of happiness flowed from the corners of the foodie Lao Tian's mouth, hey, this trip was really not in vain!

(End of chapter)