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"The Insect Emperor."

"The Battle of the Immortal Valley."

"Is the Insect Emperor dead?"

"Level 1 insect tide."

"Go away, Old General Qin!"

"Code name one."

"Qin Qing."

"Fire Dragon Pillar."

"There are also huge amounts of king insects hidden in our land?"

"Why can insects make people's language?"

"Feasibility study on killing the insect king."

"Thoughts - the most efficient communication language!"

"The nymph emperor is not dead, will humans be destroyed by the hands of the insect emperor?"

"The tragedy of famous generals."

"China did not make any mistakes, but lost."

...

The above are the keywords and topics that became popular after the Battle of Xianren Valley.

Overwhelming news, reports, speculation, etc.

There are not many incidents that can focus on the whole of humanity's eyes, but there have been several times, such as the Gulf War, the World Cup, the Olympic Games, 911, etc.

But no matter what happens, there are people who are happy and others are worried. Just like 9/11, many Chinese people were gloating at that time.

But the king insect is different.

King insects are related to the survival of species.

A robber robbed a family and his neighbor might be in a mood to gloat. It was based on the psychology of "that is someone else's pain". But if he knew that the robber would come to his house one day, he would probably be nervous.

Everyone knows this truth clearly and knows that if the king insect cannot be cured, the king insect will come to the door one day.

The world needs a tall man to support him!

Ten years ago, there was no doubt that this tall man was the United States.

But after years of insect plague, the tall man in everyone's heart gradually became another person. Everything was formed in a subtle way.

China's international reputation is unparalleled. This is an honor made by flesh and blood!

Even this defeat, the reputation still did not decrease at all! Or... it cannot be called a defeat, because China almost perfectly won the battle, but the variable of the insect king appeared in the end.

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"Welcome back. Let's continue to look at Iceland. This country that once declared its country bankrupt during the financial crisis implemented a full-scale blockade after the insect disaster. Today, the social form here has undergone great changes, the economy has regressed significantly, and people are living in poverty. Even its pillar industry, fishery, has encountered an embarrassing situation of not being able to buy gasoline..."

This is a TV program played by a home appliance store in a small town on the street. Due to geographical location, insect disasters have little impact on the small town. But you can still feel that unique depression.

This is Butuo County, a small town in Hengduan Mountains.

On the roof of the third floor opposite the home appliance store, Wang Chong was quietly lying down.

Almost a month has passed since the Battle of Xianren Valley, and Wang Chong has accepted the fact that No. 2 has died.

"No. 3... Maybe it's dead too." Wang Chong felt a little cramped. He said in detail that No. 3 saved himself and No. 2 more times. But maybe because No. 2 followed Wang Chong earlier, Wang Chong always cared more about No. 2. Almost from the beginning to the end, he walked over step by step with No. 2. It is no exaggeration to say that he is like brothers.

Wang Chong never thought that No. 2 might survive. He knew that after humans stopped smoking the "smell" from themselves, they were drawing from No. 2. And that place, the insect king rushed in. It was also the center of the nuclear explosion.

At that time, the nuclear explosion was about two kilometers away from him, and the nuclear explosion was in the valley, and he was outside the valley. He even tore open the worm's belly and stuffed most of his body into it with his understanding of the glimpse of the body. Even so, Wang Chong almost died in the nuclear explosion.

"I wonder if the alien insects have any underworld talks about it, No. 2, go..." Wang rushed out for a while, looked at the sky, felt that the time had come, and his body slowly flew up.

It had been four days since he arrived in this small town, and the complex mentality of "close to the hometown" had already gone. But when he finally decided to meet that person, Wang Chong's heart still couldn't stop jumping wildly.

It was already dark, and Wang Chong, who had already explored the Lu here several times. He carefully avoided the camera and the king insect detector and approached a house little by little.

"Building No. 2, 3rd floor, Block A..." Wang Chong thought silently in his heart, but his heart was indescribable and complicated.

He quietly came to the window. Outside the glass window was equipped with a two-centimeter square insect-proof steel net, and a small bronze mirror for ghost protection was hung on it. It can be seen that the owner of the house believed in ghosts and gods.

Although he was prepared, the moment he saw the small bronze mirror, a string in Wang Chong's heart was completely broken, and his body shook in the air. He finally calmed down his mind. With a slight sway, he had already entered the room.

After the teleportation that escaped death in the Immortal Valley, Wang Chong's mastery of teleportation was already not Xibi.

The table was a little old, but spotless. The same was true in the room, most of the things were already a little worn, but they were cleaned up.

Wang Chong suddenly stood still and stared at the certificates on the wall...

Little Wang Jing:

In 2o3o-2o31, excellent in learning, love labor, respect teachers and elders, he was named "Three Good Students".

Here is a certificate to encourage.

Wang Chong looked at it again, and felt inexplicable joy in his heart, which even made him want to cry.

His gaze moved to the next certificate again, looking carefully every word.

"Ding, ding, ding..." The sound of footsteps sounded on the stairs.

Wang Chong was shocked and looked around, his eyes stopped on the living room cabinet. The cabinet was very high, and the debris piled up on it was facing the ceiling, just like hiding people.

Wang Chong's figure twisted for a moment, and the next moment he teleported it to the pile of debris on the cabinet.

"Ding, Ding, Ding..." The footsteps on the stairs were very slow and heavy, as if the owner was a little tired.

Then, another lighter footsteps came.

Finally, the footsteps stopped outside the door.

After a sound of opening the door, a woman carrying a huge backpack appeared in Wang Chong's sight.

It was already November, but the woman was covered in sweat. A messy quilt was stuck in sweat and stuck to her neck. There was a little girl behind the woman, who looked about age 2, and was also carrying a pack of things.

The moment he saw this woman, Wang Chong felt bitter in his heart: "Xiao Lei, you are a lot older..."

The woman put the bag into the room, which seemed to be something like socks and turned around and locked the insect-proof door and door.

The little girl was carrying a bag of vegetables in her hand. Without giving instructions, she went into the kitchen and took out a few basins to start packing the vegetables.

After being silent for a while, the little girl whispered: "Mom, I think Uncle Cheng is pretty good."

"Well..." The woman closed her eyes and rested on the sand, responding absent-mindedly.

"He is dead! Wang Chong is dead!" The little girl threw the vegetables into the basin and the voice became louder.

The moment he heard the little girl's words, Wang Chong's body shook, and his body touched a casserole. The lid of the pot was not tightly covered and he turned it down.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The woman was obviously scared, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards the king quickly.

Wang Chong felt nervous and quickly used the teleportation!

Suddenly, Wang Chong's figure appeared in the toilet, but in a hurry, he didn't count the distance and knocked down a porcelain cup.

"Bang!" The porcelain cup was crushed.

The woman was climbing up the cabinet regardless of everything, and when she heard the sound, she rushed to the toilet again.

"Wang Chong! Is it you?"

"Wang Chong!"

Wang Chong was inexplicably nervous, and fled out of the window in a panic, and suddenly hit the insect-proof net with a "clang" and then Wang Chong remembered that there was a net, and his figure flashed and he appeared outside the insect-proof net.

Wang Chongli was a little far away, his figure was completely submerged in the night, and then he looked at the woman who was already a little hysterical when he was slapped at the insect-proof net.

Wang Chong's body no longer had tear glands, but at this moment, he felt that his tears had broken...

Wang Chong suddenly turned his head and thought in his heart:

"Farewell, Xiaolei."
Chapter completed!