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

The Zerg ancestral land is now like a game world that can be explored freely.

The players, who had no discipline to begin with, were running around everywhere.

The insect man Linqiu in the factory has the skin of a big locust, so he can also fly.

"If I really can't go back, will I be able to live until Brother Yuan reappears?"

He was a little worried, but fortunately, this idea was also shattered by the presence of a large number of players.

But he still decided to rush into outer space to see if he could find the location of the Interstellar Alliance.

He simply ignored other players' ideas of forming a team to explore the world and flew directly into the sky.

On the ground, some were digging underground, some were studying plant species, and some were looking for a good place to lie down and rest.

The players all have their own things to do.

The Crow Priest, together with the ninety-nine-year-old fugitive, first took the oil thief and the others to the vineyard.

All the grapes here have fallen, and there are very few small longhorn beetles on the ground.

The Crow Priest searched several large rocks before he found a few scattered small longhorn beetles.

Moreover, these longhorn beetles are no longer the same batch that the Crow Priest encountered last time. They look smaller and should be newborn larvae.

The Crow Priest put down the stone, squatted on the ground and sighed.

I wonder if Bantian would feel disappointed if he came back and saw that his tribe had become so small in number.

The crow priest caught a few rabbits from the forest, tore them apart and bled them, and threw the meat in front of the little longhorn beetles.

"Priest, let's go. If we can find the elders before dark, and they can still give birth to new larvae, it means that the ecology here is balanced. When we come back, we can raise them. Longhorn beetles reproduce very quickly. By the time we find the spotted sky beetles, these little guys will probably have already become an infestation."

The ninety-nine-year-old fugitive came over and patted the Crow Priest on the shoulder.

Looking at the little longhorn beetles happily tearing the shredded meat on the ground, Maluo also squatted down and touched their carapaces.

Perhaps when Bantian looked at them, it was just like he was looking at these little bugs now.

But the most important thing now is to find Bantian.

Wu Shixing directly took out a super-large aircraft from the space, because there were still many players with insect skins who did not have flying skills.

This time, there were four thousand players who had made plans to follow along to find Bantian and were ready to experience the farming life among the northern Zerg.

Among the player group, they are all high-level players.

But this also means that although there are many players in the Interstellar Alliance, the most advanced ones are not good at fighting.

In Qingqi's three-person team, only Yongji Lishi is there. In the Cyber Cultivation Copy, he is waving his Human Emperor Banner and planning to start a video to ask the mystic to give him a coordinate to fight against the Silk Light King Insect.

The oil thief and the others don’t know what’s going on over there.

They were now on the flying machine, with the Crow Priest standing at the front leading the way.

"That's the house up ahead where the giant ironclad beetle is raised. I think they're growing peaches there, and they taste pretty good." The crow priest pointed his wings forward. "Huh? Damn, why are the trees uprooted? Where are the bugs?"

As soon as the Crow Priest landed, everyone was stunned.

The lush peach forest that I saw before is now devoid of peaches. Not only is the mother tree in the center of the forest gone, but there is also a big hole on the ground.

At this time, countless big beasts had moved from the mountains in the northern war zone to the back of the war zone.

Countless giant beetles gathered together, listening solemnly to the situation in the southern country.

"Bantian, are you sure? A large number of insects of unknown origin appeared and killed all the insects in the entire southern country!"

Bantian's insect legs stomped the ground anxiously. "If I lie, let my ancestors erase my genes!"

"The situation is critical right now. Most importantly, my only two little bugs are missing. I went to the Southern Kingdom just to find them. If they were also at the massacre site..."

The tentacles on Bantian's head trembled wildly. "I can't survive the fourth molt. All I have are those two little bugs..."

"We'll talk about your business later. The question now is where did those insects that suddenly appeared come from? Since they have the power to destroy the southern kingdom, they might also come to the north to seize territory. Speaking of which, it's already the grain trading season, and winter is about to begin, and yet the caravan hasn't appeared yet."

Just as countless insects were discussing things.

The light source on the mountain was suddenly blocked.

Countless beetles, scorpions, spiders, centipedes and other insects subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The huge aircraft scanned downwards.

Wu Shixing crossed his arms and said, "I told you, Crow Priest, it's no use just opening your mouth and yelling. You have to rely on my technology. Look, I've found everything after scanning. Come and see if there's any longhorn beetle!"

Under the spectral scanning of the aircraft, all the big insects hiding in the mountains were exposed.

"Hey, Bantian is here!" The Crow Priest excitedly pointed at the huge figure of the longhorn beetle that was scanned by the spectrum.

Bantian flapped his carapace in fear and issued a warning: "That's them, those huge strange things, the things inside are those strange insects!!!"

"They're here!"

Suddenly, all the big insects soared into the sky and rushed towards the aircraft.

These giant beetles can make the players inside feel turbulent just by crashing into the aircraft.

The strength of the big insects in the northern war zone seems to be stronger than that in the south.

But for players who have already killed many big bugs, this is not a big deal.

The Crow Priest watched as Octave wiped his hands coldly and began to walk outside, suddenly letting out a cry of "ah ah ah".

"No, brothers, please give me some face and stop fighting. Stop fighting. I'll go stop it!"

The Crow Priest spread his wings and flew outside.

"Don't fight, Madaraten!!! I'm here!!!"

The drama of recognizing relatives is not in the memory of the Silk-light King Insect.

But the scene she remembered was that the group of insects that massacred the southern country got along very harmoniously with the big insects in the north.

That is, they began to call themselves the King Insect, and then the name of the King Insect began to spread among the Zerg.

He was just a passing mystic. As he listened to the Silk-Light King Insect's slow narration, he felt something was wrong.

The players who were waiting for the mystic to give them coordinates in the live broadcast room also felt that something was wrong.

"Damn it, the more I listen, the more I think those weird bugs she was talking about are the oil-stealing boss and the others."

"It's a bit strange, but I suddenly lost the signal from the oil-stealing woman and the others. Their profile pictures have all gone black, but I just checked offline and they weren't offline either."