An ant controlled by Fat Doll spotted the miniature spaceship. It was hiding in an ant nest within a crack in the floor.
Most East Islanders loved cleanliness, except for certain groups.
The spaceship's operator was actually just a coward.
Once exposed in broad daylight, he immediately showed his true colors. All his former arrogance and swagger turned into timidity and weakness.
Inside the nest, a swarm of ants rushed forward, intending to devour the spaceship. But in the next moment, all the ants were shrunk down and taken into the ship.
Fat Doll took the opportunity to mix the ants under its control in with them.
Through Fat Doll, Wenren Sheng switched to an ant's perspective and saw the inside of the spaceship.
The interior was not complicated. After all, it was only a Handicraft Spaceship, with just three simple compartments: a cockpit, a cargo hold, and an energy bay.
It merely had more external attachments, with all sorts of gaudy weapons.
In the cockpit sat that East Island man. Curled up in the pilot's seat, his face filled with fear mixed with resentment, he kept grumbling:
"How is this possible? How was I exposed so quickly? Even faster than that Sand Sculpture protagonist from Death Note?"
"Right, that woman was right. In that novel's world, only the protagonist had superpowers, but this world has too many superpowered people! It's not my fault—it's the world's fault!"
"Damn it, I need to escape. I'll come back after mastering Gou Dao and becoming a saint."
"I shouldn't have been so high-profile before. Those Sand Sculpture comments misled me, saying they hated protagonists who acted like groveling grandsons. Bastards. They don't care whether the protagonist lives or dies—they just want thrills."
Wenren Sheng listened carefully for ten minutes before making his assessment: