Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Uncle Wang originally had the keys to his own car with him, wondering if he could drive over.

But when I saw the situation on the road, I gave up the idea.

The originally smooth asphalt road is now covered with bulging tree roots, which are densely crisscrossed and cover the entire road surface.

Some roots are so thick that people even need to lift their legs high to step over them.

Wu Ming wanted to control the drone and explore the way ahead.

But it crashed into the trunk of a tree after flying only a few meters. The trees here were too dense and disorganized, and there was no gap for the drone to pass through.

When Sirong and Yanyan went upstairs to pack their things, they brought a high-intensity flashlight and a compass.

I don’t know if it’s because of the magnetic field, but the compass needle keeps shaking.

This makes it difficult for everyone to fully believe the direction it points out.

I could only walk forward based on my previous memory and the signs of small shops along the road.

When I walked out of the community and turned into a candy and biscuit shop at the intersection.

Several people encountered a group of ants. Fortunately, Sirong and the others discovered them early and hid behind huge grass leaves, not daring to make any sound.

The average height of this group of ants is about one meter.

As the head turned towards them, the huge mouthparts on the lower jaw shone with a metallic luster.

It’s not that they are timid, but there are too many ants about one meter long, a huge swarm.

They were carrying food from the candy store.

Looking at the rolling shutter door with a hole in it, one can imagine that it was torn open by this group of ants.

Perhaps the candies and cookies were more tempting, so the group of ants ignored the four of them.

Instead, they were concentrating on carrying the food. Of course, that was also because they didn't get too close.

Sirong thought that if they moved any closer, the ants would probably not let them go.

Several people worked in tacit understanding, facing the ants and slowly retreating backwards.

He didn't dare stop until he was nearly a hundred meters away from the intersection.

After checking their surroundings and feeling it was safe, they sat down on the ground to rest.

How should I put it, although there was no high-intensity escape, this state of full body tension was maintained all the time, which was also very tiring.

Sirong took out some drinking water from her backpack and handed it to Yanyan before sitting down to rest with everyone.

Looking around, this place has deviated from the original main road and is surrounded by thorny branches, which appear to be rose branches.

Maybe because of this, there are not many small animals here.

But that doesn't mean there aren't any. Some of the small black flies that are usually seen are now the size of fists, flying around the branches.

I didn’t feel anything about these insects before, but now I realize that these little black flies also make sound when flying.

It sounds like the buzzing of flies in your ears.

And the sound up here is even louder, sounding a lot like a helicopter.

When Wang Shuxian heard this sound, he was very excited. He thought it must be the government rescue team being dispatched.

Sirong also took out a military telescope and looked up at the tree trunk.

It's just that the leaves are blocking the view, so I can't see it clearly.

Fortunately, the thorns on the rose branches have grown to the size of a palm, so they are no longer so prickly.

Sirong asked the three of them to wait for her downstairs while she climbed up with her bare hands to take a look.

Wu Ming said he would go up, but he was a boy, so it didn't make sense for him to let a little girl go up.

However, Sirong refused, on the grounds that she knew a little Kung Fu, and was smaller than him and more flexible.

Stepping on the sharp thorns of the rose, Sirong quickly climbed to the top.

What was disappointing was not the helicopter, but a group of yellow and black bees collecting nectar there.

Each large rose flower has a pot of nectar rippling in the middle of the stamen, visible to the naked eye.

Before Sirong climbed to the flower, she could already smell the rich, sweet fragrance of the flower.

We have already climbed this far, there is no reason to return empty-handed.

When they were down there, in order to make it easier to crawl, Sirong did not carry her backpack, but gave it to Yanyan to help her watch it.

He felt around and found that besides the dagger, there was only half a bottle of mineral water in his trouser pocket.

Sirong unscrewed the bottle cap and drank all the water inside. Then she quietly crawled under the flower.

She did not collect nectar from directly above the flowers like bees, and she was quite afraid of big bees.

Sirong chose to hide her body under the flower and dug a hole from the side with a dagger, just big enough for her hand and an empty water bottle to fit in.

He secretly filled a bottle with nectar and climbed down.

When he got down there, Uncle Wang was somewhat disappointed to hear that the things flying above were bees.

But he quickly adjusted his mood. After all, he was the oldest among the group and couldn't appear too depressed, otherwise everyone would lose morale.

It’s like a fight between generals. If the generals above all think that the battle will be lost, then there is a 100% chance that they will not win.

So morale is very important. Uncle Wang automatically put himself in the role of the backbone of these children.

Some of the nectar that Sirong stole got on her hands and the water bottle as well.

There was no need to be so particular at this time, she just licked it with her tongue.

It's really sweet, but it also has a particularly strong floral aroma. After taking a sip, I feel that all the fatigue from running around just now has disappeared.

Sirong did not hide anything and asked Yanyan to pour some nectar into several people's water cups.

At first, Uncle Wang said that he didn’t like sweet food and wanted to refuse.

Sirong stopped him and told him to drink some just to replenish his sugar so that he could maintain better physical strength.

After several people drank the honey water, their eyes lit up, as if they had discovered a new world.

Sirong looked at everyone and smiled. It seemed that everyone could feel the benefits.

After a few people discussed it, they decided it would be best to take a few more bottles back with them.

Just when we were leaving, there was no water in the building, so everyone brought a few empty water bottles.

I haven't found any edible water source yet, so it might be a good idea to use them to store nectar.

This time it was Uncle Wang who was waiting downstairs. On the one hand, he was watching things, and on the other hand, he was in case any dangerous creatures came over. The others didn't know.

The other three were still led by Sirong, Yanyan in the middle, and Wu Ming at the bottom, climbing towards the flower at the top one by one.

After climbing to the designated position, Sirong slowly stole nectar from the hole she had dug before.

Yanyan was below Sirong, doing the passing work, helping Sirong to unscrew the bottle caps and hand over the empty bottles.

Then he handed it to Wu Ming, who put it in his backpack and carried it on his back.

The nectar from one flower filled six large bottles.

Two of the bottles were 2.5 litres.