Chapter Eighteen: Completely Innocent

“Did you hear that?”
“What is that? Sounds all rustling.”
“Shouldn’t it be all lava outside right now? How can there be anything else? Could it be...”

Just as everyone remained uncertain and uneasy about the strange noises, someone suddenly sent a voice message.

“Ants!!! So many ants!!! Help me, ahhh—”

Accompanying this person’s wails was a chilling rustling sound.

It was as if... something was being gnawed on.

Soon, everyone found out exactly what it was.

Someone posted a screenshot in the chat hall.

“This thing is disgusting! I’m telling you, those things on its back actually move.”

In the screenshot was an ant, blood-red all over, about half the size of a palm, with only its mandibles pure black.

Any small insect, when magnified, looks particularly terrifying.

Not to mention the ant’s elongated face, its sickle-shaped mandibles sharp and curved, faintly gleaming coldly like a deadly weapon.

What was most revolting was the dense clusters of pea-sized bumps covering its back, pressed so tightly they looked ready to burst at any moment. Just looking at the picture sent goosebumps down one’s spine.

“Woc, that’s an ant? Why is it so huge? Where did you see that?”

“Just one, crawling past my cave entrance. It almost bit me, but I smashed it. Yeah, it looks scary, but not enough to freak out.”

“Not hard to kill either. The nasty part is when those bumps on its back burst, they release a disgusting sticky fluid. If it gets on you, it burns. Oh, it’s called a fire ant—got the name from the info that popped up when I killed it.”

Suddenly someone interjected: “One ant doesn’t sound so bad, but what if there are thousands? Didn’t that person just say ‘so many ants’?”

The flurry of messages froze for a few seconds.

Then, the player who said they killed a fire ant sent another voice message.

“Ants... there really are ants everywhere! They eat people, ahhh!! Help me... save me...”

The voice, trembling with sobs and sheer terror, struck everyone’s nerves like a hammer.

They had thought themselves lucky to survive the volcanic eruption, but the thought of being devoured alive by these ants cast a dark shadow over every heart.

Jiang Ran was not surprised by this outcome. From the moment the player killed a fire ant, crushed their eggs, yet stayed to chat, the only possible result was certain death.

The only difference was that if they had fled immediately, they might have survived a little longer—just a little.

Normal ants rely on a queen for reproduction, but fire ants are different. They crawl out of the lava, and those bumps on their backs are individual eggs.

If you can swiftly decapitate them and escape, there’s a chance to survive.

But if the sticky fluid from the eggs clings to you, it’s like having a tracker attached. Unless you mercilessly cut off the contaminated part, the fire ant horde will inevitably catch you, leaving nothing but bones.

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