The person with a scarred face in the back seat was Big Fang. He frowned heavily. "That useless brother of mine! He couldn't even wait for thirty minutes! I already informed the boss about the egg—now, how am I supposed to explain this to him?!"
They had encountered alien beasts on the way, which was why the five-minute promise had turned into thirty.
The operation was supposed to be simple—one group would distract the ants while the other stole the egg. But for some unknown reason, his younger brother had messed it up, leading to this situation.
Hmph! He could only blame himself!
But no matter what, they had to retrieve the egg! The boss was ruthless toward those he deemed useless.
Big Fang was furious over his younger brother's death, but more than that, he feared what the boss would do if they returned empty-handed.
"Boss, I found wheel marks from a different vehicle near a small neighborhood!"
"Boss! You need to see this!"
Big Fang had the car drive as he inspected the wheel tracks. One glance was enough to tell him they didn't belong to his younger brother's team.
Aside from the wheel marks, they also discovered something else when they followed the tracks—corpses of lesser mutant ants littered the road.
A pungent, green, gooey liquid that reeked of rotten eggs filled the air, assaulting their noses.
Nanzhi had no use for the lesser mutant ants. Their meat was inedible and worthless as bait. However, she had collected the bodies of the soldier mutant ants—she was particularly interested in their acid glands and exoskeletons.
Big Fang and his men gasped in shock.
"Damn! Who the hell killed all these ants?!"
There were at least a hundred and eighty corpses.
"Could it be the military? I heard there's a military base in the south. Have they sent people into the city?"
"Are they rounding up criminals again? Locking people up?"
"What should we do?!"
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"A bunch of cowards!" Big Fang sneered. "The south is surrounded by mountains. The military will be too busy dealing with those strange mutated animals to have time for us."
His words eased their worries.
Big Fang lit a cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke. If it was the military, then things would get troublesome—but not impossible.
Compared to the horrific ant horde, he'd rather face the military.
Gritting his teeth, he ordered his men to keep an eye out for military vehicles.
After a long glance at the tracks, they left, heading toward an abandoned train station two miles from the underground supermarket.
Deep within the underground supermarket, an eerie, bone-rattling wail echoed, shaking loose dust and debris.
Strange, deep vibrations followed, mixed with high-pitched shrills. Then, three winged ants with sickle-like front limbs emerged from the entrance of the supermarket.
They spread their wings and soared into the sky. "Keeeehhhhh!"
As the sun set, Nanzhi's group searched for a place to camp and eventually arrived at the base.
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