The Old Man on Ginkgo Mountain and His Gift

"Xiao San, you're already a mature Golden Family member. You need to learn to share the burden of the Parent's Association," Qing Chen patiently advised. "Sure, controlling cockroaches is a little disgusting, but think about it. With such a massive cockroach swarm in your hands, how could the Parent's Association ever do without you? Then you can use your abilities to shoulder more responsibility and help more family members!"

"Boss, such an important task... shouldn't we let the Black Family do it instead?" Xiao San asked tentatively.

Qing Chen said meaningfully, "Who says you can't become a Black Family member someday?"

Xiao San: "..."

This was like dropping a piece of gold into a toilet. It might make you feel sick, but you still had to fish the gold out.

And Qing Chen wasn't the one who had to fish it out.

Once these cockroaches successfully reached City 20, the political center of the Jindai, scattered, and reproduced, then if both sides ever tore off all pretenses and fought to the death, the cockroach population could instantly destroy countless buildings and facilities, killing many important people.

Ordinary cockroaches certainly couldn't do that, but these cockroaches had devoured part of a demigod's corpse.

At that moment, Xiao San declared with a solemn expression, "I'm willing to make this contribution for the Parent's Association!"

"What a great family member," Qing Chen praised without hesitation. He forcibly pulled over Xiao San's hand, sliced it open with the Puppet Master, and dripped his blood onto the red rectangular piece of wood.

When the blood seeped into the wood, the queen ant, which had been playing dead all along, came back to life.

Yan Chunmi watched the ground from the rooftop and said, "Boss, there's a very strange cockroach outside the Garrison Troops camp. Its