When those bees that seemed to have lost their minds charged towards them, Ye Ning and the Lion King reacted almost simultaneously. With a wave of his hands, Ye Ning released the ability accumulated in his body. The golden flames danced again at his fingertips, as if to burn everything to ashes.

At the same time, the lion king is also unrelenting. He took a deep breath and summoned wind, fire, earth, and a fourth ability in his hand. They formed a huge vortex under his control, encircling the bees.

In this sudden battle, Li Yishuang looked extremely nervous. Her abilities, though only defensive, are extremely important at the moment. She stared nervously around her, vigilantly looking for possible danger.

It's like an epic masterpiece in the middle of a fierce battle, and everyone is doing their best to protect themselves while also supporting each other. But because they were so tired, even Ye Ning's abilities began to weaken.

Despite Ye Ning and the Lion King's powerful abilities, golden flames and the power of the four elements intertwined in the air, they still felt a lot of pressure in the face of this crazy swarm of bees. The bees are constantly weaving through the air, nimble enough to dodge their attacks, making every hit difficult and energy-consuming.

Ye Ning's golden flames burned in the air, trying to wipe out the bees, but these small and nimble creatures were always on their toes, quickly changing direction and avoiding the flames, and Ye Ning couldn't take them down unless he used more expensive AOE damage. But Ye Ning's tired body could no longer support Ye Ning's ability consumption.

The Lion King's four abilities are also being unleashed, but the bees seem to have extraordinary insight and are always quick to dodge at critical moments, making their attacks ineffective. And the lion king's level of fatigue is not much different from Ye Ning.

After all, they hadn't slept all night and used their abilities to repel mosquitoes all night, and they were tired of running out of abilities, and today's battle with bees was a cycle of more and more abilities because they wanted to save their abilities.

The bees may not be numerous, but their dispersion and mobility make this battle difficult. Each bee is a small threat, and it takes a lot of ability and energy to eliminate them all. Ye Ning and the Lion King had to be vigilant at all times, preoccupied with pursuit and defense, so as not to be trapped by these little creatures.

It's an endless chase, their abilities weaving through the air and dancing with the bees' dexterity. Despite their all-out fight, the number and mobility of the bees made the battle even harder and longer.

When they realized that continuing like this was not the way out, the shadowy light and shadow of bees were flying around in the bushes. The lights and shadows were made up of countless bees, each of which was a deadly contradiction, buzzing around them like mosquitoes.

They knew it wasn't a safe place anymore and they had to get out of it quickly. So, they clenched their weapons, their eyes widened, and ran as fast as they could, toward the other side of the plain. Behind them, however, were swarms of bees, swooping down on them like a storm in the night.

These bees have special organic matter that allows them to be clearly marked, and no matter how far they run, they can always track them with unerring accuracy. And just like that, in the moonlight, the three of them seemed to repeat an endless cycle of running, being chased by bees, and running again.

From dawn to night, their footsteps never stopped. Even if you are full of exhaustion and the soles of your feet are very painful when you run in this ruin, you can only endure the pain, endure the exhaustion, and continue to run. Every time I look back, I can see the tiny black dot figure of the bee, which is so small but pressed behind them like a dark cloud, and the tension of the heartbeat seems to never end.

Their bodies were wet, covered in cold sweat, and there was a numb buzzing in their ears. It was the sound of bee wings rubbing against the air, harsh and annoying. They struggled to keep their balance, endured the exhaustion and pain on the soles of their feet, endured the exhaustion of their physical strength, and wielded the abilities in their hands in hopes of extinguishing the little things that terrified them.

It was getting late, and I ran all day

They are physically and mentally exhausted, but the bees are still eagerly chasing, seemingly endless. In the moonlight, their shadows were stretched out, looking miserable and lonely. Their heartbeats sounded like drums, as if they were on the brink of death.

It wasn't until midnight, when the moonlight cast a silvery glow on the earth, that they finally saw the bee colony thinning out into the night, and they finally wiped out all the bees. At that moment, the air around them seemed to freeze, and only the sound of their wheezing echoed in the night. They fell to the ground exhausted, and the cut on the lion king's foot from the ground was very clear in the moonlight. However, when they looked up and looked around, there was no longer the shadow of a bee, and the sense of peace they had never felt before made them laugh.

They sat down on the ground, the sweat on their bodies became cold, but there was a sense of relief in their hearts that they had never felt before. There were no more bees chasing them, and the only remaining sounds of the silent night were their wheezing and the occasional chirping of insects in the distance. They turned their heads to look at the nightmare of the past, there were no bees, only the quiet forest and the cool moonlight, and they could finally sleep peacefully.

The three of them found a relatively safe place to put up their rudimentary sleeping bags. They sat around the campfire, ate tiredly, smeared some medicine on the soles of the feet of the lion king, who had no shoes, and prepared to rest and regain their strength.

There was a smell of exhaustion and anxiety in the tent. They lay on the hard ground, their bodies aching, but they couldn't fully relax inside. Because there are mosquitoes at night, whenever a mosquito approaches, their bodies will shake violently and scan their surroundings alertly.

The mosquitoes hummed like a nightmare within a nightmare, approaching their ears. They slapped the air with their laundry, trying to repel the hungry mosquitoes. But it doesn't always succeed, the lion king who doesn't have a sleeping bag will occasionally be bitten by mosquitoes, leaving red and swollen marks, these mosquitoes really don't pick in order to eat, but fortunately, the lion king feels that there is nothing unusual in his body, so he doesn't treat the wound.

In order to maintain vigilance, they decided to take turns standing guard. One person guarded the tent, while the other two did their best to rest. Everyone knows that only by staying vigilant can we survive in this strange and dangerous environment, and no one knows what will happen if they are bitten by these nuclear-contaminated mosquitoes.

When a person stands guard, they pick up a torch and carefully patrol the surroundings. In the dark, they listen intently for any suspicious sounds, ready for potential threats.

And when a person is resting, they will try to stretch their tired body, close their eyes, and try to fall asleep. However, even in their sleep, their nerves are still tense and ready to respond to any sudden situation.

That night, they didn't sleep well. Nightmares and fears haunt them, waking them up from time to time. Whenever a mosquito approaches, they slumber to their feet, attack with their abilities, and try to fall asleep again.

But fortunately, perhaps due to the fact that this territory was occupied by bees, the bees came scattered that night, almost no swarms came, there were not many mosquitoes, and everyone was relatively relaxed.

Despite the exhaustion, the watchman persevered. They know that only by staying vigilant can they survive in this dangerous city. This night, even though they took turns to rest, they did not get enough rest, but there was no way, they had to move on, and quickly escape from this dangerous city.

Bees and mosquitoes, which are incomparably small, yet with their sheer numbers and deadly stimuli, have as much of an impact on people as much as a large animal can exert on people, if not more painful. It's a hidden power, and silence is so shocking that even if we are highly self-proclaimed and insistent on exploitation, we have to face this seemingly small, but in fact powerful.

Many insignificant existences are only delicate and fragmented individuals like a mirror flower, and when they converge in a community and advance in an orderly manner, they condense a power that is both substantial and transcendent to form a unique existence. They reconstruct the universal law that "one plus one is greater than two", showing the possibility of the essence of life and the wisdom of life survival.

Every tiny and natural life is participating in this boundless life in its own way

Saving in the race. The vitality, rallying power, or survival wisdom they show are all a regular new way, and they break our original thinking and expectations with the attitude of counterattackers, and redefine the concept of "weakness".

Life, no matter how big or small, has its right to survive and the value of its existence. Even seemingly insignificant beings have the potential to bring great power, because in the world of life, the power of the "weak" often stimulates amazing energy.

Never underestimate these weak people, they can cause you huge problems in places you don't expect. The ancients said that "the embankment of a thousand miles collapses in the anthill", there are many anthills in life, do not ignore every small detail, the details determine success or failure.

The next day, the three of them dragged on with their bodies that had recovered a little energy, but were still tired.

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