Zhang Fan's method is very simple, which is to pile up the bacterial carpet and compact it.
Groups of worker bees excavate the fungus carpet.
They place the fungus carpet leaning against the mountain wall and pile it up continuously.
The Golden Feather Ant King curiously looked at the fortress that was getting bigger step by step.
After thinking for a while, he ordered the flying ants to destroy the base.
Zhang Fan did not expect that there would be flying troops on this grassland.
He tried to stop them, but there were too many flying ants.
In a short time, they boarded the fortress, wreaking havoc and killing many worker bees.
Zhang Fan was so angry that he wanted to slap him, but he had no choice but to watch these guys act recklessly.
The base became dilapidated, but Zhang Fan did not give up.
The worker bees constantly falling from the mountain filled the holes in the project and continued construction.
Swarms of flying ants came from time to time to cause damage, causing indefinite delays to the project.
On this day, an internal fight broke out within the ant tribe.
The black ants at the bottom were dissatisfied with the rule of the Golden Feather Ant King and began to retaliate against the surrounding ant nests.
The Golden Feather Ant King no longer cared about Zhang Fan and concentrated on dealing with the black ants.
The Golden Feather Ant King did not expect that this hateful black ant tribe would have such courage to invite the war ants over.
Looking at the mighty army of war ants, the Golden Feather Ant King ordered all the ants to go out and kill this terrible race.
The big-toothed ants rushed in as the vanguard and disappeared into the battlefield in an instant.
The army of flying ants constantly attacks from the air in an attempt to kill the opponent's queen.
However, the venom of war ants can be attacked from a distance.
Once the flying ants are found approaching, they will start spraying venom.
In the end, the King of Golden Feather Ants won this local war, repelling the invading war ants.
Unfortunately, they still failed to eliminate the opponent's queen ants.
When he turned back to prepare to deal with the black ant, he found that the other party had already escaped, and the direction of escape was exactly where Zhang Fan was.
Zhang Fan looked at these uninvited guests with some hesitation.
They did not destroy the germ carpet, nor did they kill the springtails and worker bees.
Looking at them in such a mess, they seemed to be fleeing for safety.
One of the black ants' tentacles kept tapping the ground, trying to tell Zhang Fan about the emergency.
But Zhang Fan, who was opposite it, couldn't understand what it was saying at all.
There was never a concept of language in Zhang Fan's communication in the biosphere.
The black ant's tentacles swung bigger and bigger, so Zhang Fan had no choice but to make a move.
A springtail came in front of the black ant and instantly plunged its sharp forelimb into the black ant's abdomen.
Just as the black ants were about to struggle, they were firmly pinned to the ground by the springtails around them.
The cells are constantly secreted from the springtail body.
When the surrounding black ants saw that their companions were under attack, they immediately gave up and raised their front jaws in a charging posture.
But after the black ant queen patted the ground a few times, all the black ants stopped moving.
Zhang Fan looked at this group of thoughtful black ants curiously and seemed lost in thought.
After about a moment, the black ant that was attacked fell to the ground, and then got up again shortly after, shaking his head a few times.
This was a sign that the modified cells had been successfully converted, and Zhang Fan had also received the genes of this black ant.
A black ant came up and began to slap the ground: "Please help, mountain, nest."
Zhang Fan understood what these black ants were saying.
They were probably asking for help and wanted to build a nest on the top of the mountain to avoid disaster.
Then Zhang Fan started to reply: "Three, others, like that, toot."
The black ants were confused.
What kind of communication was this?
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Zhang Fan himself was also shocked.
What did he say just now?
He just casually slapped the ground and these words appeared.
This is like learning a foreign language.
After learning a foreign language for a long time, you can understand it well, but you may not necessarily be able to write the same words.
Zhang Fan tried to communicate with them again, but the black ants repeatedly saw the terrifying creatures and kept retreating.
"Invincible, Nono, Ricardo."
Zhang Fan kept slapping the ground and saying dirty words.
The black ants were stunned and couldn't understand what he was talking about.
At this time, the Golden Feather Ant King arrived with his subordinates.
Looking at the group of black ants, the golden-feathered ant king patted the ground hard: "Get down."
When the black ants, which had been oppressed for many years, heard that the Golden Feather Ant King was coming, they couldn't help but lie on the ground and tremble without moving.
The Golden Feather Ant King found another black ant standing there.
It looked nothing special and patted the ground: "Get rid of it."
The surrounding subordinates began to step forward, and the Black Ant Queen mustered up the courage to pat the ground: "King, no, my friend."
The eyes of the Golden Feather Ant King turned to the Black Ant Queen, and the tentacles of the two sides began to contact.
Then the Golden Feather Ant King looked at the standing black ant in surprise.
Patted the ground: "Stop" The ants received the instruction and stopped attacking.
The Golden Feather Ant King showed his domineering attitude and stepped forward to stand in front of Zhang Fan.
At this moment, Zhang Fan thought of the short Napoleon.
Looking at the little thief ant Golden Feather Ant King, he did not dare to show any slightness.
The Golden Feather Ant King patted the ground: "Who are you, get down and communicate?"
Zhang Fan understood the first and third words, but he ignored the second word.
He took a step back to avoid stepping on the Golden Feather Ant King, and then patted the ground: "Ultra, Xia Xia, it's useless."
The Golden Feather Ant King was stunned.
It was the first time that it felt that communication among the ants was so difficult.
He tried to communicate again.
After some study, Zhang Fan slightly understood the technique of slapping and said the two words he wanted to say the most: "Master."
The Golden Feather Ant King doesn't know what dominance means, but it can understand that it means being the king of a group.
He patted the ground and said: "Master, appear, get down."
The black ant controlled by Zhang Fan shook his head: "Master, he is not here."
The Golden Feather Ant King no longer cares about the presence or absence of the master.
There will be opportunities for communication in the future: "Hand it over, Black Ant, to save your life."
Zhang Fan really didn't want to hand over the black ants, but the enemy was strong and we were weak, so he wanted to discuss it again: "How can we protect them if we don't hand them over?"
The Golden Feather Ant King stopped moving, its tentacles swayed slightly, and countless ants rushed onto the carpet, controlling everything around them, and then took a picture of one word: "Death."
Although Zhang Fan is not afraid of death, he is afraid that the base he finally obtained will be destroyed and said: "I don't dare."
Then he looked at the group of black ants and typed again: "Sorry."
The black ants understood what Zhang Fan meant, and a sad atmosphere appeared in the group.
The queen of the black ants patted the ground slightly: "I understand, king, I will die, please protect me."
The black ant queen kept begging the golden-feathered ant king, but the golden-feathered ant king was unmoved and slapped her hard: "Kill."
Then the entire black ant clan was wiped out and disappeared into the long river of history.
Zhang Fan looked at all this and felt a deep sense of powerlessness
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