A purple-eyed centipede

Ming looked up at the sky, where thick dark clouds were rolling in from the horizon. It seemed like a thunderstorm was approaching. He glanced at the low-flying black bird that was helping the froglets complete their good deeds.

[Five-Star Black Swan]

[Weakness: Your range is not enough, wait for it to land...]

"Interesting~"

He looked at the sewer again, making sure there were no earthworms, and then continued to walk forward with the little bear. He planned to go to the central area of the partition first. As for the froglets scout team, he decided to let them do their thing.

[Your froglets brought the snail to the approaching zombie, telling it not to be afraid and assuring it that it wouldn't die... As the zombie got closer, Foodie knocked it away... Da Vinci told Foodie to be more gentle, as finding another one if it died would be very troublesome...]