Chapter 189 Beautiful and strange insects, muffled sounds in the mountains!
"Don't listen to their nonsense... Here, this is for you, eat it quickly."

Inside the greenhouse, a simple mat was laid on the ground. It looked like it had been cleaned up once, but it still couldn't hide the dirtiness inside the greenhouse.

The woman handed the child a box of canned food with a tired look, touched the child's head, and a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes.

Children nowadays generally mature early. Although my son is only 10 years old, he already has some vague understanding of these things.

To be honest...as a mother, she was a little ashamed.

But there was no way. She missed the last cruise ship to evacuate overseas Chinese...what else could she do?

"I heard that the shelter built in Daxia is larger than the doomsday shelter in the West in terms of both conditions and scale."

"We are from Daxia. As long as we can return to Daxia alive, we will definitely be allowed in."

The woman rummaged through a small bag and found several ID cards. She then took out a small mirror and carefully compared her appearance with the ones on the ID cards.

The woman on the ID card was naturally completely different in spirit and energy from what she is now, but what was more worrying was the child.

Children grow up fast, and this ID card of A Guang was issued several years ago. If I had known this earlier, I would not have brought my child with me when I came to work...

A trace of regret appeared on the woman's face.

On the side, A Guang took the opened can, scooped a large spoonful of luncheon meat and put it to his mother's mouth.

The child is small, but actually understands everything.

The woman knew that if she didn't eat it, the child wouldn't eat it either, so she could only nod and after taking a bite of the meat, she made an expression as if she was full.

"That's enough, Mommy is so full."

After hearing this, A Guang said "hmm" and ran to the side.

He scooped out a spoonful of luncheon meat and ate it, then nervously opened his small suitcase and took out a transparent glass bottle.

In the glass bottle... there was an insect that was a little too quiet!
In the Age of Behemoths, humans were quite hostile to all creatures other than themselves, even insects were no exception. This was probably why the child deliberately hid this insect.

"Here, this is today's meal!"

The child carefully scooped out a piece of meat and put it in the bottle.

The child's mother saw all of this, but the woman just shook her head sadly and did not stop it.

Her husband is an entomologist.

He is a scholar who specifically goes to the unique tropical rainforest on this continent to conduct academic research.

And this insect was the only property left by her husband after his death...

Her husband had originally planned to use this insect to write a paper that would help them break through the current situation.

But unfortunately, before the good life came, they were attacked by giant beasts...

This insect is certainly not ordinary enough to be a research subject for an entomologist.

In the transparent glass bottle, an unusually beautiful creature quietly raised its tentacles and touched the bottle wall.

The most notable feature of its entire body is its wings, which are like a pair of blood-red pupils, enchanting and beautiful.

"You don't want to eat? Don't you have an appetite today?"

"You won't grow up if you don't eat well. You're still so young."

The little boy A Guang showed a puzzled expression.

Although he didn't know how to feed this creature left by his father, it would quickly eat anything he gave it.

What happened today?

In the glass bottle, the quiet moth-shaped insect still did not touch the luncheon meat.

But the tentacles began to quickly touch the glass bottle, as if they felt something was about to happen, and they seemed a little anxious...

……

Outside the port, in a deep mountain.

“May our ancestors bless us!”

"Great God, please show your wrath and punish these invaders!" "We are your most loyal servants!"

Strange cries echoed through the valley.

Dozens of shirtless people were dancing inexplicably around an altar stained red.

"You...are you crazy?!"

"Let us go quickly!"

"If you're discovered by the people at the base, you'll be dead!"

On the altar, several sturdy humans were tied up.

Judging from the clothes that were stripped off and thrown aside, these guys should be American soldiers in charge of port security.

"Shut up!"

A man with white paint on his face and a few feathers stuck in his hair that he got from somewhere shouted at the soldiers.

"You have occupied this land and committed an unforgivable sin!"

"Everything that's happening now is because of you!"

"Our ancestors were once brutally massacred by you! Our compatriots were once displaced!"

"So-called democracy and freedom have nothing to do with our people!"

"Today's world rules have been rewritten. You are no longer the rulers of the world!"

"You will pay for everything you have done!"

The man's face was particularly ferocious. While shouting, he picked up a sharp knife and slowly walked towards the altar.

This is different from the Great Xia Kingdom, which did everything it could to maintain social stability and preside over social order.

The United States has always boasted of its so-called freedom, and its crime rate has remained high even in peacetime.

After the end of the world, this once beacon of civilization collapsed at an even more terrifying speed.

Almost every day in every city, the sound of gunfire is heard.

But most of these gunshots were not directed at the beasts, but at humans...

In this atmosphere of terror, many people went crazy.

These local aboriginal descendants are the embodiment of madness...

They were originally planning to flee to the Western Continent, but they accidentally discovered this inconspicuous altar in the mountains.

The moment they saw the altar, they felt that the DNA from their ancestors moved.

They believed that these damn invaders were responsible for the disaster, and in order to quell the disaster, they had to offer sufficient sacrifices to their so-called gods.

What better sacrifice could there be than the descendants of these invaders?

And the three American soldiers in front of them...are of course part of their sacrifice.

"Puff puff!!"

There were three consecutive sounds of the knife entering the flesh. It was obviously not the first time for this man to do such a thing. His movements were quick and decisive, without any hesitation.

The hearts of the three Eagle Sauce soldiers were pierced one after another, and as the knives were pulled out, a large amount of blood continued to flow out.

The blood drew a strange pattern along the altar and continued to flow into the ground.

Several descendants of the indigenous people were still dancing beside the altar, doing a dance they themselves didn't recognize, muttering to themselves.

Originally, this should have been the inexplicable behavior of a few crazy people.

After all, even they could not understand the meaning of this so-called ritual.

However, there are too many things in this world that people cannot understand.

A moment later, a muffled sound suddenly came from within the mountain!
(End of this chapter)