Along the way, Fang Zhou did not forget to collect the hundreds of Fierce Ant eggs from the hatchery. No gain was too small, let alone these readily available ant eggs that could all be converted into contribution points.
After moving quickly along the winding ant tunnel for more than ten minutes, Fang Zhou finally saw the light of day again. Compared to the stuffy, foul-smelling ant cave, the air in the open-pit mine, even one littered with the corpses of Fierce Worker Ants, felt incredibly fresh.
By this point, the faint glow of the Magic Energy Moss had almost completely dimmed. However, the open-pit mine received some uninvited guests. They were a pack of wolves with fur as black as night and eyes flickering with a vicious light. Drawn by the scent of blood, they encircled him, warily watching the stranger who had intruded upon their hunting grounds.
The Wolf King howled at the sky. Instantly, the enraged pack surged toward Fang Zhou like a black tide.
