The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

The Crow Priest and the Ninety-Nine Years Old were on the run. They nimbly started from the tentacles of the giant longhorn beetle and climbed up along his head to his back.

After the two small insects found a good position, the giant spotted longhorn beetle half-opened its elytra, revealing the transparent wings hidden underneath, and flew quickly.

In an instant, it was thousands of meters off the ground.

The ninety-nine-year-old is on the run. He poked his head out from the gap in the elytra, and only then could he see clearly the hugeness of the Zerg ancestral land.

This large grassland is actually a piece of grass. Behind the grassland is a forest. The trees here are particularly tall, as if the plants have been enlarged dozens of times.

The spotted longhorn beetle flew them all the way into the woods, and the sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming spotted patterns.

The Crow Priest and the Ninety-Nine-Year-Old Fugitive were both fascinated by the show.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. The air here is so pure."

"When the light spot came down, even the Tyndall effect didn't appear. The air here is so clean."

Raven Priest: "Darwin Effect?"

Is he on the run at the age of ninety-nine? "Forget it. There is no way to communicate with an illiterate person."

Crow Priest: "Haha, I'm just kidding. I'm a professional photographer. Wow, it smells so good and sweet. My mouth is watering."

The giant spotted longhorn beetle heard the chirping sounds of the two little insects and felt very happy.

As soon as he went out, he picked up two little bugs. Among the so many bugs of the same kind that he had raised, none of them had awakened their spirits. Now he had his own little bugs.

But you still have to teach them to speak first, so weird gibberish won’t do.

The spotted longhorn beetle fell to the ground, and the sweet smell that the crow priest had just smelled became even stronger.

He could not wait to climb down from the beetle's body. As soon as he landed, he saw a large area of grape vines full of grapes.

The big purple-red grapes are each as big as a human head.

"I want to eat it so much, why does it smell so good!" The ninety-nine-year-old fugitive also climbed down. In her eyes, there was only the grape.

Crystal clear, purple-red, and glowing in the sun.

As long as you peel the skin, the flesh will definitely be delicious and sweet to the heart.

"This is my plantation. You can have one. Try it. It's just ripe."

The Crow Priest and the Ninety-Nine-Year-Old Fugitive screamed in surprise, then rushed to the nearest bunch of grapes, opened their mouths and bit open a hole, then tore it open and buried their heads in to eat.

On the ground, countless small spotted star beetles crawled out, densely packed and busy, as if they started to move around because the giant spotted star beetle had returned and the predators would no longer come.

[Detected psychic plant fruit: Crystal Grapes]

[Is it recycled? ]

[Repurchase price: 1000 gold coins per piece]

Are you a ninety-nine-year-old on the run? After eating and drinking, I saw the recycling price popped up by the system and I was no longer sleepy.

She looked at the giant spotted longhorn beetle and said, "Can I pick one? Give me one!"

As she spoke, she gestured.

Although the spotted longhorn beetle did not understand, it realized what the little insect meant. It stretched out one leg, picked a grape, handed it to the ninety-nine-year-old fugitive, and gave another to the crow priest.

"You are still too young. You can only eat one a day. If you eat too much, you will die."

The antennae tapped the heads of the two little bugs.

That’s great. Although the little bug I picked up can’t talk, it is very smart and didn’t bury its head in eating and eat itself to death.

"My name is Bantian. I found you in my territory, so I am responsible for raising you until you grow up. Do you have names? If not, I will give you names. What do you think of grape leaves and grape vines? I see you like eating grapes very much."

Madara asked.

"Are you a runaway at the age of ninety-nine?" The ninety-nine-year-old runaway quickly stood up and shouted his own name several times.

She didn't want to be called Grape Leaves or Grape Vine. This guy was okay at naming himself, but why was he so casual in naming others?

"Raven Priest." The Raven Priest pointed at himself and repeated it several times.

After understanding what the two little guys meant.

Ban Tian was silent for a while and then said, "What an ugly name! It turns out that wild bugs must be brought back immediately, otherwise they will give themselves weird names."

These two names are really too difficult to pronounce for the Zerg, but the newly born Zergs all have their own personalities, not to mention that they are two Zergs who grew up wandering outside.

Once a bug has a name, it basically won't change it.

Bantian had no choice but to agree. He dug two large holes on the hill near the vineyard and said, "Go and have a rest. It's getting dark."

After saying this, the huge insect flew away right in front of them.

The Crow Priest and the Ninety-Nine-Year-Old Fugitive stood at the entrance of the cave, both speechless.

"Ah? Have we become left-behind children?"

"Well, he didn't say we can't go out, so let's follow him and see. If he doesn't come back, we can steal some grapes to exchange for them at night. Hahahaha, we are really going to get rich. The Zerg ancestral land is so rich! It's so cool." The Crow Priest laughed until he was numb.

He had thought about all kinds of situations before coming to the Zerg ancestral land, but he had never thought that he would get rich as soon as he arrived here!

In such a large vineyard, the grapes have already ripened, and there are even some ripe grapes dropped on the ground. It is impossible for Bantian to eat them all by himself. If he picks a few, the other party will definitely not notice.

If that doesn't work, you can pick up the ripe ones from the ground and recycle them.

Anyway, hehe, now I finally have the money to raise insects.

Ninety-nine-year-old on the run shook his head, "Let me review today's information first. I have to contact the oil thief and the others first. The oil thief came here before us and must know more information. If you want to pick grapes, go by yourself. I won't go with you. I always feel that Bantian must have other reasons for letting us stay in the cave."

The crow priest laughed and jumped down from the cave, running towards the grape vines in two steps at a time.

Although it was not completely dark yet, there were already far fewer spotted longhorn beetles on the ground than when they first arrived.

The spotted star beetles are all about the same size as the crow priests.

When you encounter a crow priest, just tap it with your tentacles, and leave if you find it is the same species.

The Crow Priest was climbing up the vine to pick grapes, but just as he got up, he came face to face with a green snake head.

"Hiss!" The big snake spit out its tongue, and a trace of the grapes it had just swallowed could still be seen. The next second, it rushed towards the crow priest.

"Stealing grapes? You big snake, look at me, I'm going to cut you five times with my knife!"