Under the influence of nuclear radiation, even bees have found a way to survive. The change in their body shape is actually the result of natural selection.

At the intersection of life and death, nature's choices are often filled with helplessness and ruthlessness. The changes in the bees' bodies, their long, thin mouthparts, turned out to be compromises made to adapt to the environment.

Their new recipe is their new recipe for those slender mouthparts, soft and flexible, that can dig deep into the ground to find the sweet powder of the roots of those plants that are still tenaciously surviving.

The red, blood-like honey swayed eerily in the sunlight, a mutation caused by nuclear radiation, but also a dramatic tease of nature. In fact, although Ye Ning once thought that these bees had begun to suck blood, the truth was that they were still silently carrying out their mission, finding and collecting sweet powder.

These radiation-affected bees did not become bloodthirsty creatures according to the terrifying vision in Ye Ning's mind, they were just struggling to survive and fight against this harsh environment in their own way.

However, Ye Ning had a seemingly unshakable thought in his heart. While the bees hadn't really turned into bloodfeeding, their form, their behavior, and even their open mouthparts made him feel panicked and threatened like never before. There was a flash of determination in his gaze, and his fists clenched even tighter. At this moment, he decided that he wanted to eliminate this possible threat.

Watching Ye Ning's movements, Li Yishuang and the Lion King stood aside wordlessly, their eyes full of worry. They knew that they had no choice but to face these mutated bees with Ye Ning. Li Yishuang is powerless, and the lion king plans to borrow a knife to kill people, and Ye Ning doesn't plan to deal with these things at all.

Ye Ning's muscles trembled slightly from tension, and his eyes flashed with determination and vigilance. He was like a fierce lion ready to pounce on his prey, and the strength of his whole body was concentrated on the attack that was about to be unleashed. And those innocent bees are still busy shuttling back and forth in the hive, as if they are completely unaware of their upcoming fate.

In fact, in our lives, there are countless individuals who live their lives in their own ways, some are quiet and peaceful, and some are desperate. However, in the chaotic world, the image, behavior or environment of some people seems to have a blurred boundary with the legal rules of society, giving people the illusion of crime.

This is because their outward behavior and material conditions may coincide with the characteristics of a certain criminal behavior, forming a plausible "logical puzzle". People often understand it by being constrained by experience, sensibility and intuition, forming a stereotype that makes it easy to label them criminals.

However, in many cases, the people who are marked in this way are not criminals, they are just members of daily life, they get up early and work late, and they work hard. They may be struggling with a difficult time, or they may be experiencing the dark side of life. They are more likely to be unfortunate victims, misunderstood, misinterpreted, and attacked.

The misunderstandings they encounter often stem from excessive inferences, biased discourse or even news exaggeration. Under the inducement of external factors, their true colors were covered with a heavy curtain and became the scapegoats of public opinion.

Each individual is a complex being, and we cannot judge the inner world based on appearances alone. We need to have the patience to observe and understand everything, and resist the whirlpool of excessive deductions and discourses from the outside world. At the same time, we must face every "criminal" in the eyes of others with an open mind, they may be just poor travelers in a foreign land, they may be just misunderstood good citizens, they are all part of our symbiotic society.

We should see everything with a dialectical and rational eye and thinking, and not think that what we see is true. Many times it is your thoughts, or even the public opinion orientation of the news, that leads you to think so, and when you think so, you have already fallen into the trap that some news editors have set for you.

Ye Ning stood in front of the ruins of the house, and a golden flame gradually condensed in his hand. The light of the fire reflected on his resolute face, pulling his shadow long, like a giant flying dragon across this barren land. His eyes were fixed on the perverse bees and hives in front of him, and he activated most of the abilities in his body, which he decided to absorb

Shoot and mutate creatures to be wiped out.

He took a steady breath and looked intently at the bees that were still busy gathering, his fingers slightly bent like an archer pulling a string, and then swung out violently, and with his movements like a broken kite, the golden flames whistled out of his hands.

This golden flame is not an ordinary flame, its temperature is extremely high, and its color is like a phoenix reborn in Nirvana, emitting a dazzling light. This flame is both mighty and sacred, like a miracle given to him by the gods who came into the world, burning with the power contained in it, and it is extremely hot.

The flames danced in the air, leaving a fiery trail like stars streaking across the night sky, and the golden flames shimmered brightly towards the bees and hives. The white-hot temperature of the flames made the surrounding air seem to begin to distort, and the ruins on the ground also looked pale under this heat wave.

The scorching heat was like a violent hurricane, rapidly sweeping through everything around it. Due to their small size and poor ability to dissipate heat, the bees were already dizzy from the heat before the flames came into contact with them, and they fell from the sky like charred raindrops from the sky. Without attacking, with the high temperature brought by the fire, Ye Ning had already made this group of bees who had been mutated by nuclear radiation lose the power to resist.

Golden flames whistled through the air like scarlet meteors, bringing a fiery storm. The bees, who had lost their ability to resist, could only watch as the scorching sea of fire attacked them. Any struggle and escape is in vain, they are like ants, powerless to resist, and can only watch their fate.

Bees scorched by the golden flames, their bodies quickly withered and charred in the firelight, and were reduced to ashes in almost a breath. Surrounded by flames, the huge hive silently cracked and disintegrated.

After the flames attacked, the small rooms of the hive, which were full of blood-red honey, and the bees in them, were all reduced to ashes. The flames engulfed it all, leaving nothing but ashes in its wake. All this was like a huge fire sacrifice, eliminating these creatures that had been changed by nuclear radiation, and Ye Ning was also relieved.

What was once a busy corner is now left with only a blazing flame and burnt bees. The flames subsided as they raged, leaving behind only the charred earth and the *** stones that had been revealed by the flames. Ye Ning stood outside the sea of fire, looking at all this, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

This unimaginably large beehive, the only one in the city ravaged by nuclear radiation, stands majestically in the ruins like a giant fortress. The number of bees inside the hive is huge and dominates almost everything around it. They are the true rulers of the city, with countless small rooms that breed countless bees, who are the masters of this ruin.

The bees in the hive can be found in every corner of the city. They are like tenacious beings in this suffering world, although they are mutated, but they are persevering, they do not die of natural disasters, but they are about to die of man-made disasters.

In the depths of the hive, the queen bee felt a burst of scorching heat. The blazing heat pierced her skin and pounded her nerves. She understood that it was a sign that a powerful force of Abilities was attacking her. At the end of her life, she gave one final order to all the bees: quickly return to the hive and destroy the invaders!

However, as soon as the command was given, the flames had already consumed the queen bee. Blazing flames burned around the queen's body, like an angry dragon was biting at her. The flames devoured her mercilessly, her body turned to ashes in an instant, and she was allowed to rage with the flames, and her majestic body was insignificant under the attack of the flames.

Everything in the hive sank in this sea of fire. Only the bees, who received the queen's last orders, were left flying blindly in the air, their fate reduced to ruins by flames. This tragic scene is like a cruel picture, which makes it impossible to look at it directly.

After eliminating those mutated bees, Ye Ning, Li Yishuang and the Lion King chose the dilapidated ruins next door as their resting place. The three of them looked at each other, then sat down in the corner, and had not slept all night, and after a day of walking, they were physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme, and needed sleep.

Their figures are printed on the broken wall like a painting

Heavy and tired paintings. Their eyes were closed, trying to banish the tiredness that was impossible to ignore. For them, sleep is like the toilet in front of them when they have diarrhea, and they desperately want to find it, at least to forget about the troubles of life for a while.

They had just settled themselves and were about to relax for their upcoming sleep when they suddenly heard a familiar hum not far away. Last night's fire had already wiped out the entire hive, but now the sound of bees was so close that it shook their hearts.

What they didn't expect was that the flying bees were rushing back because of the order issued by the queen bee before she died. They hovered in the air, like ghosts in the night, ready to avenge the vanished queen bee. The eyes of the three of them widened as if they were falling into an ice cave, and fatigue suddenly came like a tide.

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