"Then let's use him as an experiment..."
Lin Dong felt like a "research zombie" now.
He took out the transparent jar and saw that the Little Flying Ant inside had sensed the human presence. It kept ramming its head against the jar wall, seeming exceptionally eager.
Like the Face Spider, this thing did not eat rotting flesh and was interested only in fresh human blood and meat.
Seeing how impatient it was, Lin Dong directly opened the jar.
The Little Flying Ant immediately flew out and headed straight for the battlefield ahead.
Lin Dong stared intently. Although the flying ant was tiny, his eyesight still allowed him to see it clearly.
The Little Flying Ant bypassed the horde of corpses and flew straight toward Mu Liangye.
Because it was so small, neither the zombies nor the humans noticed it at all.
The Little Flying Ant quickly landed on Mu Liangye's stomach and drilled straight into his navel.
Mu Liangye was focused solely on killing zombies, his face beaming as if this were some sort of recreational activity. He noticed nothing.
And with his massive build, even if he lowered his head, he could not see his own navel...
So the Little Flying Ant slipped inside without any trouble.
But after a moment.
Nothing happened.
"That's it?"
Lin Dong watched from the rear, wondering whether such a tiny thing had simply been digested after drilling into someone's stomach.
But just then.
Mu Liangye's cheerful expression froze. His brow furrowed, and he covered his stomach with one hand, his face twisting in pain.
"My tummy hurts..."
"Big brother, what did you eat earlier? Don't tell me you've got an upset stomach?"
An awakened one behind him asked.
Mu Liangye merely shook his head. The pain grew worse and worse, cold sweat beaded