Astral Ant Tribe

The Dominion Throne flew smoothly at low altitude, shuttling between the mountains.

Long Bai and Mo Lan lay on the edge of the throne, looking down, searching for valuable things such as rare plants and starship wreckage.

Xianglan Mountain and Molan Mountain are both located in the very south.

It took three days of flying before I saw snow on the top of the mountain.

Five days later, we came to a majestic mountain range running east-west with snow on the mountain.

Crossing the mountains, the temperature dropped sharply.

Ahead are rolling mountains, the air is dry, the forests are not so dense, and there are occasional loess wastelands.

Continuing to the north are plains with sparse vegetation, occasional rivers and lakes, and dense forests.

After crossing another snow-covered mountain range, Mo Lan and Long Bai's eyes lit up.

"Wow!" Mo Lan exclaimed and was shocked, "Long Bai, is this the snow field?"

"Most likely..." Long Bai once followed a caravan to the north, but it was summer and there was no snow.

The endless white snow plains can be seen at a glance, reflecting the dazzling light under the warm winter sun.

It was the first time for Long Bai and Mo Lan to see such a magnificent natural landscape, and they were both stunned.

Is this winter in the north?

So beautiful, so spectacular.

For a long time, for a long time,

The low-altitude ruling throne rises, overlooking the vast snowfield from a high place.

The ruling throne quickly descended and landed on the ground.

Mo Lan jumped down quickly.

Long Bai followed and landed.

They ran forward together, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked back,

On the snow, there were four curved lines of footprints.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! Long Bai! It's fun!" Mo Lan turned around and ran away.

Long Bai returned to the throne of control, controlled, and flew close to the snow.

After playing from mid-morning to noon, Mo Lan returned to the throne exhausted.

"Long Bai, it seems to be very cold here."

"It doesn't seem like it. It's already very cold."

"Then do we still want to fly north?"

"Fly again and take a look. I heard Luo Li say that the north where there is heavy snow is the most magnificent."

"But it gets colder at night, where should we stay?"

"Fly north, find a big mountain, and hide in a cave at night. If that doesn't work, you can dig a hole underground and block the throne with the throne."

"Great!"

Mo Lan happily agreed.

Long Bai controls the throne and continues to the north.

"Long Bai, are you cold?"

"It's not very cold."

"I am cold……"

"Actually, I'm almost freezing..."

"Are you hungry?"

"Hungry. Looking for something to eat..."

The ruling throne climbed high into the sky. Long Bai and Mo Lan looked around to search for living creatures on the ground.

"Longbai!"

"The Force Waves!"

Mo Lan raised her front foot slightly, pointed, and then quickly curled up her belly.

Long Bai didn't say much, and controlled the throne to shift slightly and fly to the northwest.

After a while,

Long Bai also noticed the subtle fluctuations in the force.

dusk,

After climbing over a big mountain, the force ahead became more intense.

Ahead is the snowy plain forest.

Further ahead is an isolated mountain.

The force spreads around that mountain.

The ruling throne descended and landed.

"Mo Lan, as is the old rule, go over in the middle of the night? Let's check first to see if there are any God-given seeds?"

"The insects will freeze to death at night, right?"

"Then let's find a place to rest first and go there tomorrow morning?"

"Long Bai, it's not dark yet, let's go there now. Maybe the soldiers there have food to entertain us."

"All right……"

There were probably no insects in the world of ice and snow, so Long Bai thought for a moment and agreed.

The ruling throne tilted into the sky, flying at an altitude of two hundred meters above the ground, heading straight towards the mountain ahead.

As I got closer, I quickly discovered something strange. There was a neatly cultivated square of woodland in the middle and lower layers on the southeast side of the mountain.

Common persimmon tree.

There are also persimmons hanging on the trees.

Up and down the mountain, there are dozens of strip gardens with all types of persimmons.

"There are bugs!"

Mo Lan reminded and stood up.

"A hard-working Zerg warrior who likes persimmon trees."

Long Bai observed and commented, then stood up.

The ruling throne slowly descended and approached slowly.

Searching left and right, we soon saw a cave sealed with dry firewood on the mountainside.

The throne of domination hovers.

Long Bai and Mo Lan both spread their wings and released their force breath.

After waiting for a long time, no Zerg warriors showed up.

"Long Bai, do the Zerg warriors in the north hibernate in winter?"

"Force life doesn't hibernate, right? Our insects from the south can withstand the cold, but the insects from the north must be more cold-resistant, right?"

"Then is it asleep?"

"It's just dark, why don't you go to bed so early? Moreover, the Zerg are very sensitive. Such a large force fluctuation will wake them up even if they fall asleep."

"Why are there no Force plants near its cave?"

"yes!"

Long Bai suddenly came to his senses, plucked up the courage to scan with his mental power, and said: "There is no force breath of Zerg warriors in the cave!"

There are many isolated dead trees scattered near the cave.

The throne of control flew closer.

A dead cypress tree thirty to forty meters high, with all its leaves fallen off and many dry branches broken by the snow.

Judging from the shape of the tree, it is Juniperus juniper or Juniperus macrocarpa.

Long Bai picked some dry branches and chewed them, and there were residual Force substances.

"Withered life species, there are no traces of harm. There is only one possibility. The Zerg warriors living here..."

Long Bai did not continue.

Mo Lan bowed her head in silence.

The ruling throne continued to float and stopped in front of another cypress tree nearby.

The same cypress species.

Also withered and dead.

No need to look any further.

The ruling throne came to the cave entrance again.

Long Bai stepped forward, opened the blocked dead branches, and got in.

Mo Lan followed hesitantly.

A circular hole with a diameter of half a meter was opened under the cliff. After walking straight forward for four or five meters, turn left, then right, and enter an empty cave.

In the center of the cave, there is the remains of a long-dead beetle warrior.

The carapace was empty, damaged in many places, and was so fragile that it would break at a touch.

Overall, the body structure is similar to that of the Ghost Fan.

This insect lives in the north,

It should belong to a certain Kejianjia tribe and is a close relative of Mujianjia.

The body is more than one meter long and should be a high-level Ke Jianjia warrior.

Living here alone, with a single type of Force food and insufficient comprehensive strengthening, it is impossible to evolve the Mountain Lord.

"Long Bai..."

Mo Lan retreated to the entrance of the cave.

"Let's go to the passage and rest for the night."

Long Bai sighed, walked backwards, and walked out of the cave.

Control the control throne to enlarge and block the entrance to the cave.

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Death is the heaviest topic.

Long Bai and Mo Lan were silent and depressed.

I was still a little hungry and wanted to eat, but now I'm not in the mood either.

I originally brought three gourds of ant honey, but when I arrived in the north, it was frozen into lumps of ice and could not be poured out at all.

I snuggled up in the corner of the passage and rested all night.

The next day,

Before dawn, Mo Lan woke up and flapped her tentacles, waking up Long Bai as well.

"Long Bai, do we want to patrol this territory?"

"Yeah. Just go around and see the general situation."

"What kind of orchard do you plan to turn this into? A persimmon tree?"

"Certain varieties of peach trees can also be planted, right? Apple trees are also OK. Hawthorns are also good. We can plant more fruits that are only found in the north to enrich the aroma and taste of ant honey."

"oh--"

Mo Lan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then what?"

Long Bai: "What then?"

Mo Lan: "Are we still flying north to see the snow?"

Mo Lan was frozen to death.

Long cypress is also somewhat unable to withstand the severe cold at night.

Long Bai analyzed seriously: "There is snow everywhere, and there must have been a heavy snowfall in a large area recently. According to the laws of nature, there won't be a second snowfall in a short time. In this case, let's go home."

Mo Lan strongly agreed: "Then go home!"

PS: Pyropodiaceae, subfamily Acidinae, genus Cortana, Cortana rubrum

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