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

But with the temporary quota, the Oil Thief is already stronger than her.

Killing her was just a side job.

When the ocelotmon rushed out, it found a headless ocelotmon body rushing forward.

She felt that the back looked very familiar. Just as she thought that the body seemed to be her own, the headless ocelot beast fell to the ground.

The oil thief threw away the leopard cat's head and turned around to chase the ladybug that had already run far away.

That big bright red bug, although not the strongest in the caravan, was the smartest and most cunning.

After the Oil Thief showed signs of immortality, the Ladybug was the first to react and turned around and ran away.

Unfortunately, the Oil Thief is now extremely powerful.

Although the oil thief likes to nag, he is also a veteran player and naturally knows what it means to cut the grass at its roots.

After cutting off the fleeing ladybug with a few swipes, the big cockroach suddenly flipped over and jumped in front of Anqiu and Maowuhu.

He landed gracefully, with his left hand behind him and his right hand forward, touching his chest and bending over: "My fellow Jeters of Radisson, have you seen how powerful your oil-stealing boss is?"

He narrowed his eyes, curled the corners of his mouth, and put his hands to his ears: "Let me hear your cheers!"

"Hahahaha, I am your savior, hahahahahaha!"

Just now when he was begging in secret and saw the battle between the Oil Thief and the Ocelot Beast, he was on the verge of tears. But now when he heard this guy's shrill laughter, he didn't feel moved at all.

He rushed forward with his teeth bared, grabbed the oil thief and strangled her, then found that he couldn't break the damn girl's neck because of her high level.

Suddenly, she became even angrier: "Ahhh, you damned oil thief, you didn't use the reward you had, and you made us follow you around everywhere. We were even chased by those beastmen before. Are you still human?"

"My hair is messy, my hair is messy." The oil thief stretched out her hand to smooth the two whiskers on her head. "Let's not talk about the past anymore. Let's discuss now what to do with these little bugs and the stuff these three guys pulled!"

When it came to the much-anticipated box-unpacking segment, Secret Begging cheered, jumped off the Oil Thief's body, and quickly ran to the front of the convoy that the wolf had taken them to.

Those weak beastmen who served as slaves had already been frightened to death by the scene just now.

At this moment, the wolf demon was still sitting on the ground, trembling all over, with the hair on the back of its neck standing up. When it saw Anqi running towards it, it took several steps back in fear.

The little bugs that were about to be sold were also nervously watching the secret beggars, or more accurately, the oil thieves.

“Are these little bugs the same as us?” Begging in secret, he poked a few beetles that had already opened their carapaces.

Although they are small insects, they have grown to more than one meter long and can even speak.

"What do you want to do to us?" One of the golden beetles walked in front of all the little bugs and looked at the Oil Thief and the others warily.

The oil thief and the secret beggar looked at each other. They stayed at home playing games all year round and had never interacted with children.

When a relative's children come to their house, they don't know how to get along with them, let alone these little bugs.

It was Mao Wuhu who came out at this time: "Well, you don't have to be afraid. We don't want to do anything. Anyway, we will definitely not sell you out again. Just tell us where you are from."

The little golden beetle's antennae trembled, and it stared at the cat carefully and purred: "Really?"

"Really, we are not human traffickers, we are insect traffickers." Mao Wuhu frowned, "Wait, are there any of you who were stolen from your elders?"

A little butterfly fluttered its wings and whispered, "I have elders."

"I have it too."

"And I."

Several little bugs spoke weakly.

Some of the remaining ones are wild insects, and some are those that were intended to be sold since they awakened but have never been sold.

"Don't be afraid. Tell me one by one. Those who have elders come first. I will understand the situation and send you back if it is convenient. Those who don't have elders, go to the oil thief. She will be your elder from now on. Then tell us some news you know."

The gentle sound of the cat's purr put the bugs at ease.

Especially when they knew that they could make the oil thief their elder, the little bugs were extremely excited. Little bugs without elders are just like orphans without parents.

They were trafficked, and sometimes it was really voluntary, but in this world, whether it was in the North where fighting was very frequent, or in the South where a king slavery system had already been formed, the consequences of being trafficked would not be good.

Needless to say, being a slave in the north, after being bought, basically everyone will have their own elders, but the elders have to fight, and it is very likely that the elders were there in the last second, and died in the next second, and then they will continue to be adopted. The adopted big insects will give priority to raising their own direct descendants.

So what these little bugs pray every day is that they can be bought in the north, so that their elders will not die in the war.

Now that they have met a powerful insect like the Oil-Stealing Lady who said she wants to be their elder, the little insects are so happy.

They rushed to the oil thief with joy. The brave ones even climbed directly on her body. The oil thief felt itchy all over and laughed and shouted to the little bugs to come down.

Now, the bugs were no longer afraid of him.

The oil thief brings the little bugs with her, and by the way, she gets some basic information about the world from the bugs' mouths.

Begging in secret and Cat Purring, one was responsible for recording the information of the little bugs with elders, and the other began to count the goods of the entire caravan.

That night, after the little bugs fell asleep, Cat Wuhu surprisingly laid out all his harvest.

"Three hundred tons of nuts, which the insects and beasts here call spiritual food, and three cubic crystals, which are similar to source stones and are used to grow spiritual food. There are also some specialties, cloth woven from spider silk, bags, some beast fur, insect shells, and many kinds. I think we will definitely lose money if we recycle them directly to the system. Why don't we put them all on consignment with me? The final price is the same as mine and the secret beggar's, how about it?"

The oil thief waved her hand and said, "Farewell, let's split it 40:30. You didn't take advantage of me. I'm the only one who gets the reward for this mission."

He was busy integrating the information he had collected from the bugs, preparing to log off and post a video in the evening.

Mao Wuhu felt a little guilty, but secretly begged and patted her shoulder with a smile: "We are all like this, just get used to it, just give us a discount when you buy things in the future."