Shell Ant

In the swamp, mosquitoes danced, and a five-meter long bay crocodile was firmly bound at the snout, its vertical pupils gleaming with ferocity. At that moment, a young man cover in mud was straddling it, and he was very modest in the face of audience's praise.
"I'm Bi Fang, a professional explorer. I have trekked atop the roof of the world and traversed through the Valley of Death, and I've even challenged the mysterious Amazon. Even the National Geographic has named me the world's premier survival expert, the king of the wild at the top of the food chain, but trust me, that's all an overstatement..."
Under the crimson clouds, Bi Fang silently tightened the rope in his hand and, seeing that the bay crocodile beneath him had finally stopped struggling, he pulled out the Hunting Knife and killed it with a single strike to the underside of its jaw.
"Today is the second day of survival. I thought I would have to endure another hungry night, but now it seems, dinner has taken care of itself."

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African locusts are enormous, with their body length alone reaching seven or eight centimeters, covering half of a palm.


They fall like raindrops, and when they land on thick animal hides, they can even make a somewhat dull sound.


Just hearing that incessant noise made the audience in front of the screen feel a hint of oppression.


It was hard to imagine the true spectacle of the severe locust plague described by Bi Fang, which was likened to dark clouds.


Bi Fang gently lifted a corner of the fur.


A sliver of dawn light snuck in through the gap between the animal hide and the ground, casting shadows and vividly revealing the savage reality outside.


Only then did the audience realize that the individual locusts had already formed a mass.


Around the outside of the hide, large palm-sized brown locusts huddled, dense and numerous, with a few trying to squeeze into the gap, only to be flicked away by the snap of Bi Fang's fingers.


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