Zhao Zian ordered the remaining specialized ant, which was barely capable of fighting, to lead the other ants in pursuit of the fleeing enemy.
As mentioned before, ants are smaller and more agile than horn beetles.
The horned beetle army began to flee, but they couldn't outrun the ants.
This led to a very tragic situation where countless hornworms couldn't escape and were bitten to death by ants.
Specialized ants are larger, have longer legs, and run faster.
It's even more exhilarating to rampage through the enemy's scattered formation.
There was practically no resistance. They would easily bite someone to death and toss them aside, their six long, razor-sharp legs trampling the ground, killing anyone they stepped on.
Even if you don't step on it properly, stepping on the edge of the horned beetle's body can injure it and significantly reduce its movement speed.
Many enemies were knocked to the ground.
The ants that follow can then easily harvest their heads.
Another round of bloody slaughter ensued.
Or perhaps the word "bloody" shouldn't be used at all; insects don't have much blood, they're mostly bursting with juice.
That's disgusting.
Anyway, now only a couple thousand scattered horned beetles have escaped.
Because they ran towards the bees, Zhao Zian was terrified and quickly told the ants that were chasing them to come back.
Some horned beetles ran to the right side, which was even scarier. Many ants that went to scout found nothing, and suddenly the screen went black and they died.
Let's not chase them anymore; let them go. Anyway, the scattered enemies no longer pose any threat.
Some of them ran back to their home base.
In fact, Zhao Zian wanted to take advantage of the situation and wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
But after thinking about it, I realized that the ants on my side had just finished a major battle and were not in good condition, and there should still be some enemies left in their base camp.
There's no need to rush. Let's proceed steadily. We've already won a great victory. Let's collect the corpses and then start massing troops again.
Anyway, we can quickly produce more troops on our side, and the little ants will grow up soon.
At this moment, the ant nest was empty except for the queen of the native black ants.
This queen ant, due to long-term malnutrition, doesn't have much fat on her body and isn't as bulky as a normal queen ant, so she can still move.
It hid in the ant nest, sensing the frenzied pheromones outside, and fearfully crawled out of the entrance to take a peek.
The ground was littered with corpses, and the pheromones were extremely ferocious, which frightened me so much that I immediately shrank back.
However, it soon found companionship with the injured queen ant, the specialized ant, and some other seriously injured ants, and returned to the ant nest.
It learned from the other ants that the war had been won.
This immediately caused a deep shock in its young mind.
As a local power, it knew how formidable these powerful neighbors were.
How could they possibly defeat such a formidable opponent?
They truly are the followers of the gods!
Instantly, the power of faith intensified.
I am also a member of the gods' retinue, but why am I so weak?
Huh?
Is the jailer calling me again?
The native black ant queen is, after all, the leader of all the native black ants.
For it, only the queen ant is its master; it doesn't care about anything else.
The native queen ant trotted happily to the front of the queen ant.
"Xiao Yi, can you give your genetic material to the queen ant of that native ant?"
This is the message Zhao Zian sent to the queen ant.
"Can……"
As long as the genetic material is transferred, it's equivalent to transferring the entire technology tree along with it.
This way, we can save the cost of a queen ant.
Otherwise, if the native ant queen just stayed here eating and drinking all day without doing anything, Zhao Zi'an, as the slave owner, would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.
There's no way a single queen ant could absorb all that food.
Another queen ant was produced, bringing the total number to three, just like before.
The remaining ants stopped chasing the enemy and began to clean up the battlefield.
Soldier ants and the like were also forced to join the ranks of cleaning up the battlefield.
However, soldier ants have now evolved entirely in the direction of combat, with extremely sharp mouthparts, like a pair of scissors.
Their carapaces are also quite thick, and they are not as agile as ordinary worker ants.
The efficiency of transporting food is extremely low.
Zhao Zian shook his head as he watched.
The remaining 1,000-plus worker ants almost couldn't carry the spoils over.
After all, some of them were still injured, and the spoils on the ground included tens of thousands of insects from both the enemy and their own.
However, this can be considered a happy kind of trouble.
Zhao Zian ordered the ants to speed up, otherwise something else might come and eat the spoils.
Birds in the sky also have a certain appetite for these insect corpses.
If someone else manages to snag the bargain, I'll be devastated.
It was getting late.
It's already past midnight in real time.
Zhao Zian didn't want to stay up late either. He gave some instructions and went to sleep. Now that the situation was settled, there was little chance of any unexpected events.
The queen ant also possessed a certain level of intelligence. Zhao Zian returned control to the queen ant, gave some instructions, and then went to rest.
Today was really tiring. Several battles in a row almost drained my mental energy.
Consciousness returned to the real world.
The mouse is still playing games.
Plain, farmland, fire...
It has truly figured out how to use it; its composition is extremely complex.
And they have no intention of resting at all.
Good grief, space mice don't need to sleep, huh?
Zhao Zian didn't intend to say anything. He hadn't done much of his daily tasks today, and it seemed that the mouse had already done them all for him, including completing the commissions.
A satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he fell asleep peacefully.
...
The next day, Zhao Zian opened his eyes groggily.
The mouse is still working hard.
While charging, the little paws frantically waved across the screen, almost creating afterimages.
What time is it?
Zhao Zian sat up groggily and yawned.
I snatched the phone back from the mouse, checked the time, and replied to some messages.
This one look was nothing short of devastating; it was like the sky had fallen.
The entire phone screen is covered in scratches.
My new phone, which I just bought before summer vacation, is now a Syrian war-damaged version.
Mice!!!
The mouse, who was already feeling down because its phone had been taken away, was startled on the spot.
He was subsequently punished by Zhao Zian.
Okay, it turns out it's because the hamster's little paws are a bit sharp.
The phone screen is completely scratched.
Zhao Zian reluctantly tore off the tempered glass screen protector.
He no longer dared to let the mouse play with him.
He took out his old cell phone from the drawer.
"Take it and play with it, but remember to be gentle when you play with it, so you don't scratch the screen again."
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