Back to the Apocalypse

Chapter 86

"It's ants! " The psychic ability user cried out. They didn't know what he had seen, but his expression turned extremely ugly.

"My son is still in there." This cry came out from someone's heart and lungs as they looked towards Zhang Qiucheng like an angry beast, gaze full of resentment. They waited for him to speak, so that they would know how to react.

"I'm going to save my eldest brother." A teenager cried out in horror and rushed into the tunnel, disregarding everything else.

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The person next to him quickly pulled him back. "Don't go in. It's dangerous! You have to be able to save your own life before you talk about doing anything else. Otherwise, your eldest brother won't rest assured."

There were noisy voices everywhere; deep brotherly feelings and loyal friends, but it was a pity that nobody took action. No matter how much their mouths moved as they shouted, regardless of how much they pointed at Zhang Qiucheng, or how much fear they held in their hearts, their spirits had tightened to the critical point. Their eyes darted everywhere, and their bodies filled with vigilance as they all stepped backwards as though retreat was the only way for them to escape from the scope of danger.

Bai Jing curved his lips coldly as he looked around at everything that was happening around them. His heart was silent. The bonds of sentiment were so weak during the end of the world; family and friendship were never as important as their own lives. However, it was funny that people always liked to bluff. They were all clearly scared to death and were obviously stepping backwards, but their mouths never ceased in looking for excuses for themselves. It seemed that as long as they could pin all the crimes onto Zhang Qiucheng, they would be able to safely hide behind him, and have Zhang Qiucheng take responsibility for them. After all, didn't their relatives die while opening up a tunnel for them?

"What's the situation inside?" Zhang Qiucheng's expression did not change as he turned a deaf ear to the screams around him. He simply had the psychic ability users report on the situation. His trusted men and subordinates were ready to make a move beside him, standing there neatly well-trained, in sharp contrast to the messy crowd around them.

"It's an ant colony with ants the size of a baby. There is a large number of them, their movements are very quick, their bodies hard. Only the head and joints are weak. They are afraid of fire." The concise answer was like a balm of reassurance, quickly reducing the clamour of voices around them.

After Zhang Qiucheng heard this, his cold eyes flashed before he quickly returned to normal, his tone cold and emotionless as he asked, "What's the situation in the tunnel?"

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"There is a lot of soil. They have dug through less than half."

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Bai Jing's gaze darted around. He understood Zhang Qiucheng's plan – he wanted to use fire to attack and force the ants to dig the tunnels for them Instead of using time-consuming human labour, he might as well use the local resources. It was really an intelligent method, but they didn't know if it would cause any backlash on themselves.