Chapter 301 The Wasteland is in Chaos
When going to the grassland, Li Ziyu crossed several wasteland areas.
At that time, he was thinking about the grassland and passed by in a hurry without stopping.
This time when he came back, it was different. He brought tens of millions of Ant-Man undead with him, so it was impossible for him to pass through these areas quickly.
The fortress and the undead are a huge force. If you want to avoid being discovered, you have to be blind.
Since there was no way to quickly return to the central area, Li Ziyu simply let go and planned to wade through the wasteland areas one by one.
These wasteland areas are large and small, and most of them are relatively barren. They are much worse than the wasteland areas when Li Ziyu traveled through. There are also some time travel lords living in them.
No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. Even in a barren land, resources can still be harvested.
The border of the wasteland and dead land.
Countless humanoid black figures were moving slowly in the dust.
The indigenous people living around the border soon discovered something was wrong. They lurked around the border and looked around vigilantly.
Some time ago, they discovered that something so huge that it was beyond description was moving across their land and into the wasteland of death.
The thing didn't stop. Although it was huge, it didn't cause them any harm or trouble.
Now something has appeared in the wasteland and dead land, and they are very confused.
Looking at those black shadows, they seem to be living creatures, and there are a huge number of them.
But what kind of creature can pass through the wasteland and dead land?
The Ant-Man undead braved the wind and sand, walked out of the wasteland step by step, and set foot on the land of the wasteland.
What the hell is this?!
The vigilant scouts were stunned when they saw the Ant-Man Undead.
Most of the people living in the wasteland are orcs. Due to the scarcity of resources, the indigenous people in remote areas have almost never thought about leaving their area. For them, the place where they live is the whole world.
Li Ziyu had never seen the Ant-Man race in the wasteland, let alone the indigenous people of the wasteland.
It looks a bit like an ant, an ant standing upright.
But how can this ant walk like a human?
Just when the natives couldn't figure out what was in front of them, more and more Ant-Man undead came out from the wasteland, so many that the natives' scalps tingled.
many!
How many monsters are there?!
They had given up counting.
There are simply too many to count, and they are endless, as if they are going to fill up the entire world.
In addition to these strange things, there is also a guy as huge as a mountain that appears and disappears in the wind and sand.
What is that?
What is it?
Under the scouts' horrified gaze, a fortress as big as a mountain and built of white bones gradually emerged from the desolate and dead land.
And those strange creatures that look like ants are guarding the fortress.
Just by watching, fear began to spread in the scout's heart.
Li Ziyu stood on the roof of the main building, looking out at the familiar wasteland.
Alas... the scenery here is not as beautiful as the green grassland.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the Ant-Man undeads slowly moved forward.
He had to pass through these wasteland areas and collect all the resources along the way.
As the undead moved, Li Ziyu casually placed down a soul base station and some conventional buildings.
Set up a stronghold.
This way, next time he comes here, he won’t have to check the coordinates while moving forward.
Li Ziyu wanted to return to the central area and did not want to stay in these wasteland areas for too long. He just wanted to collect resources as he walked.
As for conquest, it would take a lot of time and was not in line with his current thinking.
As the Ant-Man Undead advances, the natives feel that the end is coming.
The number of Ant-Man undead was so great that the natives had no will to resist.
They hid in the tribe trembling, watching the vast number of ant-man undead coming from afar, constantly collecting all kinds of things, from food to wood, and even larger stones.
These greedy guys will not let the tribe go!
Just when everyone in the tribe was feeling angry and desperate, they were surprised to find that those guys did not enter the tribe, they were just passing by the tribe.
Huh?
No attack?
Our ancestors, we are still alive!
When the Ant-Man undead left, all the tribesmen cheered for surviving the disaster.
Only by experiencing this irresistible fear can they feel the joy of survival.
Ancestors, where are our ancestors?!
The tribesmen sighed as they walked out of the tribe, and then they were stunned.
The cemetery where they buried the bodies of their ancestors disappeared...
No, that's not accurate, the cemetery is still there, but the bodies are gone!
The bodies of all the tribesmen were gone, leaving only large and small holes on the ground.
"Damn it! These guys dug up our ancestors' bodies!"
"Fight them!"
"For our ancestors!"
At this moment, the indigenous people were angry.
They roared, clamored, and picked up weapons. Even though they knew they could not win, they still wanted to use their lives to exchange for the return of their ancestors.
Just as they were about to leave the village, a child stood up and looked at them.
"Get out of the way, we are going to take back the remains of our ancestors!"
"Those are our ancestors. Without them, what will we do? Who will protect us?"
The natives' eyes were red and they wanted to drive the child away, but the child timidly said, "Is it possible that this is the protection our ancestors are giving us?"
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