Astral Ant Tribe

“The soil, climate, and terrain here are particularly suitable for cultivating orchards, and are suitable for growing peaches, pears, plums, apricots, grapes, citrus and other fruits with pulp.”

"In the future, this will be our largest ant honey production site. We can also cultivate a few rice fields and stockpile enough rice for the ant colony to eat for three years, in case of a large-scale natural disaster..."

Long Bai made an inspection and started the next five-year plan.

"oh--"

Molan was depressed and depressed.

"Long Bai, I remember you said before that we are all orphans abandoned by the gods of nature. Yunji Continent is like the ocean, and each point of origin is an isolated island. Without you, I would be just like Gui Fan, a lonely one. Bugs live on an island isolated from other bugs.”

Molan's mental power surged with strong sadness, and she said solemnly:

"However, there are only a few isolated islands where one insect can survive alone."

"Mo Lan..." Long Bai didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.

Mo Lan: "Long Bai, as we evolve and grow, our size increases. Soon we will be unable to pass through the starship passage, and we will be isolated in the Cloud Trace Continent forever. We will never see the caravan or Zeqi again." Spider King, I can't see Luo Ji, nor Bai Wei. And your good friend Cao Long, you may never have the chance to meet again..."

"No. We have a god-given seed, and the caravan will find a way to contact us..."

A hint of sadness arose in Long Bai's heart.

Long Bai had already considered the issue Mo Lan mentioned.

The first time he passed through the starship and entered the Cloud Trail Continent, Long Bai weighed it.

The exit on the Yunji Continent is long and narrow. Mo Lan is currently close to half a meter in length, and may not be able to pass it after evolving into a high-level warrior.

The ant king is on the small side, but Long Bai is now round and obese, and his situation is not much better than Mo Lan. If he doesn't lose weight, he may be stuck as a high-level ant king.

"Cymbidium--"

Long Bai said seriously: "With you and me, we will never be alone."

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…

Rested half the night.

Mo Lan's mood improved a lot.

Long Bai also calmed down.

As usual, Mo Lan headed north and Long Bai headed south, searching for the god-given seeds.

After spending three days, I searched hastily and found nothing, so I packed up and set off.

To the north into the wind.

The domination throne automatically releases a light blue light curtain to block the wind.

"Long Bai, let's give that territory a name."

"Mo Lan, you discovered it and you named it."

"Jianlan Plain? Let's name that big river 'Zhanjiang'. Blue River and Zhanjiang."

"It's good...but it's a plain with only a small hill. It should be called 'Jianlan Plain'."

"Then it's called Jianlan Plain!"

Mo Lan happily accepted the suggestion and said: "Long Bai, we now have four territories: Xianglan Mountain, Molan Mountain, Nanjuozao Mountain, and Jianlan Plain. Then can we consider cultivating another ant king or mantis? warrior?"

Long Bai: "We don't want the ants. You can protect some orchid mantises and train mantis warriors."

Mo Lan: "Why don't you want the ant tribe?"

Long Bai: "Each ant king needs to occupy a large enough territory to obtain enough food to feed his kingdom."

"Yes..." Mo Lan:

"Then I will protect more orchid mantises. If the mantis warriors are successfully cultivated, we will arrange to live in Molan Mountain. It is close, and we can go and see it at any time."

Long Bai didn't speak.

Orchid mantises are rare in nature and difficult to raise.

Mantis warriors are not that easy to train.

In the Ten Thousand Tribes Continent, there are many mantis tribes with brightly colored carapace colors that together form the Flower Mantis Kingdom. It seems that there is no Orchid Mantis tribe to which Mo Lan belongs.

Mo Lan knew it himself and said:

"Long Bai, if we continue to search, we will definitely find many Force Points without Zerg warriors..."

"I remember you said that the caravan is also engaged in insect trade?"

"Yes."

Long Bai understood what Mo Lan meant and sighed: "Mo Lan, first of all, these insects are relatively expensive. Currently, in our transaction with the caravan, we are in a state of debt that cannot make ends meet; secondly, we do not have so many resources to cultivate them." Little warrior.”

Long Bai said solemnly: "Secondly, the caravan brings different insects to the tribes they belong to. If they are cared for by the elders of the same tribe, and there are a large number of same tribes playing and communicating together, they can live well. We buy them back and arrange them among the world. Living alone in an isolated point of force, without communication partners, unable to go anywhere and without freedom, isn’t this a trap?”

"It's true..."

Mo Lan was a little unwilling and asked: "Long Bai, we can buy insects like you. No one of your own race is willing to take them in, and the caravan can't sell them."

Long Bai: "..."

like me? Long Bai said angrily: "The probability of the birth of a male ant king is extremely low, extremely low, even rarer than a god-given seed! Rare!"

After he was angry, Long Bai let go and said, "When you get rich in the future, ask Luo Li, but don't have too much hope."

"Except for male ants, as long as they can find the same clan, they will be accepted. Even if there is no Mujianjia tribe in the Ten Thousand Races Continent like Ghost Fan, they can still take root in other closely related beetle kingdoms. If the land allows, they can still develop. My own tribe.”

"Is that so..." Mo Lan's high mood dropped and she asked unwillingly:

"What about you? Long Bai, what's the matter with you?"

"I?"

Why do you keep talking about me? Long Bai was angry, and when he saw Mo Lan was a little depressed again, he sighed and explained:

"If the giant-headed ants don't accept me, I will definitely not be able to survive in the Ten Thousand Nations Continent. The giant-headed ants are a warlike race, and even the male ants cannot find a place to take root in the Ten Thousand Nations Continent. The only place I have is Yunji Continent. There is a way to survive.”

"oh--"

Mo Lan was inexplicably happy and said: "It's so miserable!"

Long Bai: "..."

…

It's a new day.

The sky washed by the strong wind is flawless blue.

Long Bai estimated the distance and turned west.

I've been out for too long and I'm not in the mood to see if there are any rare plants, novel fruit trees, starship wreckage or the like below.

The Throne of Control flies at an altitude of four to five hundred meters above the ground.

The color of the orchid mantis' carapace will change depending on the living environment. After living on the throne of dominance for too long, Mo Lan is now completely dark blue.

Mo Lan spread her wings and lay on her back on the soft cushion. Its hind wings and the carapace covering the wings were not blue enough, so she painted them boringly.

Long Bai folded his four walking legs and stood firmly on the top of the throne's backrest, enjoying the warm sunshine and soft breeze in winter.

"Cymbidium?"

Long Bai suddenly shook his antennae.

"Ang~"

Mo Lan responded lazily.

"Force force fluctuations? Over there..."

Long Bai raised his front foot and pointed toward the southwest, feeling very unsure.

"oh!"

Mo Lan turned over and stood up, straightened his antennae, and when he sensed it, he gave an affirmative reply: "The force wave!"

"Long Bai, found another force point!"

"There must be Zerg warriors here!"

Mo Lan kicked her legs and flew away from the throne.

After galloping for a distance, he remembered Long Bai's warning repeated N times, and then turned around and returned to the throne of control.

"Long Bai, come on, fly faster."