Hunting College

  Bug! insect! insect! !

  The black cat tensed all over, and his brain was full of pictures of the worms tumbling and wriggling, all covered with white short hairs. Not surprisingly, if the turbulent swarm of insects flooded this camp, the low-handed three-person expedition team of Senior Sister Korma would not be able to be gnawed clean by those insects within a minute.

Although Zheng Qing has not been bitten by a corpse beetle, he has seen scenes of marching ants advancing on TV-mighty and unstoppable. All the organic matter along the road is turned into nourishment for the insects, leaving only a bare stone and soil. Although the corpse beetle is not the same species as the marching ant, it gives a black cat a sense of threat.

  If they catch up, they will definitely be eaten and wiped out, leaving only a pile of clean bones!

  I imagined a poisoned black cat swollen and limp in the woods, staring at the sky blankly, and crawling all over with corpse beetles. Zheng Qing couldn't help but slapped his spirits and ran faster.

  One step, two steps...a red lightning flashed across his mind suddenly.

  The black cat's footsteps slowly slowed down.

  A strange emotion spread from the bottom of his heart-why am I so scared? Behind you is the secret realm exit, there is a line of defense around, just retreat normally, why did you think so much just now and be so scared?

   Then a question came to his mind:

  What did these bugs eat before and survive? According to the number of their races, even the entire Silent Forest could hardly satisfy their appetite, not to mention this underdeveloped secret world.

  In addition, the appearance of the endless swarm of insects was too coincidental, and the images of the swarms raging in my mind, the rustling sound of the insect swarms low and high at the back, vaguely revealed a little deliberateness.

  The black cat stopped.

  "Wait a minute," he groaned and turned to look at the dark woods behind him: "Do you feel weird?"

"What's weird? Run, run out first!" Kolma was holding the book of Fa in one hand and the talisman in the other, staring nervously at the gap between the ancient locust trees: "There are only fifteen seconds left. Open the secret realm exit, and then the faceless will withdraw first, and then the black cat, I will press...After the "faceless" goes out, pay attention to immediately strengthen the defense of the camp in the silent forest, and be careful not to capsize in the gutter."

  Ilena nodded silently, leaning against the secret exit, carefully paying attention to the movement in the left and right woods.

  The rustling footsteps of those insect swarms trekking behind the bushes seemed to become more rapid.

  "The secret environment cannot carry such a large swarm of insects." The black cat raised its ears, and its two pupils were shining with thoughts: "I mean...what do they usually eat?"

  Korma, who was maintaining the ceremony, stiffened.

  The gypsy witch looked at the black cat thoughtfully: "Perhaps these are mutated bugs, which are usually silent underground... and only wake up when they encounter prey?"

The black cat chuckled: "Hey... Mutations also need to pay attention to the basic process. Mutated bugs don't need to eat anything to reproduce? Such a large swarm, regardless of daily survival, simply requires massive corpses to be born. "

As he said, it glanced at the rabbit corpses left on the edge of the forest, and added: "These rabbits alone cannot raise so many insects. If there are so many insects, these rabbits cannot grow so fat. ."

   "Perhaps they eat Xia Xia and drink dew, eat wood, stone chips and soil." Kolma finally turned around and glanced at the black cat.

  The black cat turned his ears sideways, paying attention to the movement in the forest, and his expression became more and more determined: "If they eat wood, stone, and dirt, what else should we worry about?"

  The leader of the expedition team finally gave up arguing with the black cat.

   "What do you want?" She still maintained the magic ritual of exit, just in case.

  "Give me a cleansing talisman...the talisman I gave you before is in it." The black cat stared at the depths of the forest intently, and whispered, "You also use one."

   Without Colmar's order, the Gypsy Witch shook her hand and threw a heart-clearing charm, which landed on the black cat's forehead. In a blink of an eye, three straight strands of green smoke rose in front of the gap in the ancient locust tree, and silently disappeared between the heavy tree crowns.

  The flustered expressions of the two witches soon calmed down. At the same time, the rustling sounds in Zheng Qing's ears and the frightening images in his mind faded a lot at the same time and almost disappeared.

  Korma bit her lip, her face was embarrassed.

  There is no doubt that they have just experienced an extremely realistic hallucination. She almost gave up this first expedition mission. Although the basic data of this secret world has been collected by the expedition team, the difference between the 50% and 100% completion of the mission is obvious.

  No one has so much time wasted on the way in and out of the Silent Forest.

  Although his heart was annoyed, Colmar was not impulsive, but showed the qualities of a qualified hunter.

  She silently gestured with the two partners and changed the follow-up tasks.

  ‘Since the unknown creature only dared to hide in the woods and use illusion, it means that its actual combat effectiveness is very weak. ’

  ‘The black cat goes up the tree and ambushed from above. ’

  ‘The faceless and the captain set off from both sides, outlining left and right. ’

  The two witches were pasted with "phantom", "light body", "breathing" and other talisman papers, crossing the edge of the camp, quietly touching behind the bushes. Compared with them, the black cat possesses the corresponding skills innately, so there is no waste of those talisman.

  Black cats with keen perception and witches who are good at divination were in the team. They quickly locked the suspect on the edge of a small puddle less than 20 meters away from the camp.

  Or, use more accurate words to describe it as ‘suspect bug’.

  It was a white, fat, fat, inch thick, ruler long and short, looking like a slug. On its head is a circle of black tentacles of various lengths. These tentacles look like the tentacles of a snail~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When the black cat was staring at it, it was snapping on the edge of the puddle, the tentacles on the top of the head. The ups and downs seem to accompany a beautiful piece of music.

  Until the two witches blocked its puddle.

  The tentacles on the head of the ‘slug’ stopped moving. And the illusion in Zheng Qing and others' minds and the rustling sound of simulating the footsteps of insect swarms in their ears also came to an abrupt end.

  The truth is revealed.

   "Pop!"

   With a crisp sound, the fat white bug was smashed into flesh by Korma's foot. I don't know if it was an illusion, the black cat felt the surrounding light flicker for an instant, as if it felt like a light bulb was broken.

  It raised its head and looked at the sun and moon hanging in the air.

  Sun and Moon stayed there dimly, just as it looked at first.

  The black cat shook his head and got rid of the doubts in his heart.

   "You are such a waste." The black cat looked at the cool mutant bug with a little heartache: "Take it back alive, even if you don't exchange credits, you can sell it for a lot of money in the stray bar."

   "It is not our purpose." The leader of the expedition team replied simply and neatly: "And, I hate bugs!"

  The black cat sighed, but finally did not clean up the mud.