"This has gotten complicated."
Long Qi wasn't familiar with Blood God Ants, but no matter what, they were a famous Aberrant Species, and all kinds of information about them were public. A quick search was enough to learn about their habits.
And the more he learned, the more problems he found.
"Xia City definitely doesn't have any Fire God Ant Nest nearby, yet these little things somehow showed up here;
"The Aberrant Nest we've been tracking, the 'superior' of the Winged Bloodbat, definitely isn't this either;
"And the solid proof is that the Ghost Intestine Birds controlled by the Winged Bloodbats have displayed serious hostility toward us.
"So here's the question:
"Is the 'hostility' shown toward us by the Winged Bloodbat-Ghost Intestine Bird parasitic hierarchy coming from the Aberrant Nest we've been tracking all along, or did this expeditionary force that crawled over from the Southwest Volcano Group more than two thousand kilometers away suddenly get evil ideas?"
Long Qi rubbed his chin. "If it's the former, then the Fire God Ants are an 'interference factor' completely unrelated to the events we investigated and tracked earlier. If it's the latter, then we have to determine whether it's a 'conspiracy' or an 'accident'... Tsk, this is way beyond the syllabus."
What Long Qi really felt was that livestreaming was getting harder and harder.
At times like this, he especially envied those programs with planning and scripts—completely forgetting that he himself often let loose and had a great time.
When trouble came knocking, complaining was useless. Long Qi wanted to reach at least a rough consensus. "So, do we keep tracking in this direction?"
Half a bird carcass and the Winged Bloodbat that was practically lying dead made Long Qi feel that the road ahead would be difficult. They couldn't possibly crawl