Astral Ant Tribe

"Long Bai, are you tired?"

"a bit tired……"

"Then drink a glass of hot water quickly!"

"good……"

Every evening when he stopped to rest, Mo Lan would take out his kettle, use the force to create a pot of fresh water, heat it, and fill the bamboo tube with Long Bai.

"Mo Lan, rest for the night. We should go back tomorrow morning."

Long Bai took a sip of hot water and combed his antennae.

"Are you going back again?"

Mo Lan had already picked up a kettle made of ice and fire. After finding nothing for a long time, she was still very enthusiastic.

"Long Bai, didn't you prepare enough food for the ant colony? Let's look for it again."

Long Bai sighed: "I have searched so far up and down the river, but there is no trace at all. Thinking about it carefully, there are only two possibilities: The first one is that the ice and fire kettle is just a single scattered piece, and it was accidentally picked up by you. ;The second possibility..."

"Did it come from a certain tributary when there was heavy rain and high water? If so, it should be a river from the east coast, from the depths of the Cloud Trail Continent."

"Yes! Long Bai, you are so smart!"

Seeing that Long Bai was trying to back down, Mo Lan quickly praised him and said, "Then let's follow the tributaries on the east coast to find him."

Long Bai: "On the way down, I noticed that the river section we searched has a total of 37 tributaries, large and small. Assuming that each tributary takes an average of four or five days, do the math."

"Forehead--"

Mo Lan tried to calculate, but her head was too big.

Long Bai: "Go back first and rest for a while before coming back."

…

The coldest part of winter is over.

As the temperature rose, Mo Lan and Han Lan in Mo Lan's territory were the first to realize it and drew their foil swords.

Mo Lan has evolved into an intermediate warrior for nearly a year, and its ordinary life types have grown well, and the flowering period has moved forward.

"Mo Lan, this is the last expedition of the year. It's spring and there are a lot of things to be busy with in our territory."

"I know. I know. Let's go."

Mo Lan urged Long Bai to go out for the fourth time.

After knowing the direction and flying in a straight line, it took a day and a night to reach the river.

It took a day to go up against the river, find a tributary, and then follow the tributary up to the source of the mountain.

Turn around and search northward across the mountains and forests, find a river, and follow it down into the big river.

Then go upstream along the river and search upstream from the next branch.

"Long Bai! Long Bai!"

Suddenly, Mo Lan, who was lying on the edge of the throne and looking around, jumped up, and flapped his wings vigorously against Long Bai, who was a little distracted.

Long Bai stood up, scanned both sides of the river below, and asked, "Did you find something? Where is it?"

"The Force Waves!"

"there!"

"I'll go first!"

Mo Lan jumped up, flapped her wings and took off into the sky, flying at high speed and disappearing into the mountains.

The Force?

I don't feel it...

"!!!"

Long Bai increased his efforts, controlled the throne to rise into the sky, and accelerated forward.

After flying for a long time, I finally vaguely felt the fluctuations in the force that Mo Lan mentioned.

There is indeed a very thin force spreading from afar.

A white dot appeared in the field of vision, and Mo Lan flew back quickly, circling around the throne of control.

"Longbai!"

"Found it!"

"It's a huge place with abundant Force power!"

"there!"

"I'll go first! Come here quickly."

After Mo Lan finished speaking, he turned around and left again.

Long Bai controlled the ruling throne, adjusted the direction slightly, and chased in the direction where Mo Lan disappeared.

Through the mountains are vast plains and forests.

The fluctuations in the Force are gradually becoming clearer.

From mid-morning to dusk, under the setting sun, a low mountain range can be seen to the end from high in the sky.

The force concentration is not as good as in the mountain territory, but it is not low either, and is on par with other places like the Continent of Ten Thousand Races and the Continent of Ten Thousand Kingdoms.

Mo Lan saw him from a distance and came galloping over to greet him excitedly.

"Long Bai! You are finally here!"

"I've done some research. With that small mountain range as the center and a large area around it, the abundance of the Force is pretty good."

"No other Zerg species have been found, and no wild God-given seeds have been seen. We can spend a few days searching carefully here."

Long Bai responded simply: "Okay!"

I have been busy for most of the winter and have not found the creations of extraterrestrial civilizations, but it is very good to be able to discover such a place of force as I wished.

It was late, so we rested under a big locust tree at the foot of the mountain.

"Longbai. Drink hot water."

Mo Lan took out his ice and fire kettle, poured a bamboo tube for Long Bai, poured another tube for himself, and drank it happily in one breath.

"Long Bai, I think we should give the discovered territory a name."

"Think about it. If we go out and search every winter, we will definitely find more similar places with the Force. Having names will make it easier to distinguish them, right?"

"right……"

Long Bai suggested: "The mountain territory where we settled is planted with the god-given fruit fragrant orchid. According to the common practice in the mainland, it can be named 'Fragrant Orchid Mountain'. Well, Mo Lan, you were the first to discover it, so it is called 'Fragrant Orchid Mountain'. Molan Mountain'."

"Great!"

Mo Lan cheered and suggested: "We should also give that big river a name. How about we call it 'Longbai River'?"

Long Bai: "..."

Not so good~

Long Bai: "It's better to call it 'Zhanlanjiang', or 'Zhanjiang', or 'Blue River'."

Mo Lan thought about it for a moment and said, "Lanhe! This name sounds nice!"

"Then call it 'Blue River'."

It was just a naming, there was nothing to worry about, so Long Bai agreed without thinking too much.

Mo Lan asked: "Long Bai, are you hungry?"

Long Bai: "A little bit."

Mo Lan: "I'm going to catch two frogs."

Eating frogs again? Long Bai hesitated for a while and asked: "Mo Lan, you seem to have a lot of prejudice against frogs?"

Mo Lan was angry when she heard this.

"When I was just born and weak, I could only hunt locusts in the grass by the river at the foot of the mountain. A group of annoying frogs always competed with me for food. All the locusts were eaten by them. I was often hungry and worried about myself. Being eaten.”

"Later, when I grew older and became more capable, I specialized in catching frogs and carefully observed them to figure out their hunting skills."

"Forehead……"

"sharp……"

Long Bai was speechless.

You can really hold a grudge.

…

The next day, Long Bai and Mo Lan acted separately and launched a blanket search in the jungle.

After spending half a day, Long Bai figured out the general situation.

The force rises upward from the ground, and covers a large area with a small mountain range as its axis, about seven or eight kilometers in length and four to five kilometers in width.

The terrain is flat, the temperature is suitable, and a large river five to six meters wide flows through it. Mo Lan named it 'Longbai River'.

With abundant water resources, it is a treasure land suitable for reclamation and development of fruit forests.

Five days of searching yielded nothing.

Not surprisingly, plants bloom and bear fruit. If there is no care, the fruits may be eaten by birds and beasts as soon as they are ripe or even before they are ripe. Only a few survive to land, and then there are various animals on the ground that eat fruits and seeds waiting. With.

The same goes for insect warriors. The first-stage insect warriors are weak, if they are unlucky, or not smart enough, they will become food for birds and beasts, and it is almost impossible to survive independently.

Molan is a rare exception. It is very smart and very lucky. It is lucky to survive in Xianglan Mountain.

There was no real harvest, and Long Bai and Mo Lan were not disappointed. They set out to return, and along the way they discussed with great interest how to develop this new territory in the future.

Thanks to Nineteen Star Ladybug for the tip.

I have something to do tomorrow morning, so I will upload the second chapter first.