On the ground, in the soil, or on the surface, space rings shine one by one.

As for the human corpse... under the strong toxic effect of centipedes, after so long, it turned into thick water and disappeared without a trace.

...

Under the cliff.

The centipede raised her head, and her cold eyes were filled with impatience.

Another small crawler came over.

Looking at this activity trajectory, it looks like a snake... The activity trajectory is actually similar to your own habits.

I really want to ignore it.

But why is this gadget, the pupae, not over yet? Why is your snake tribe so slow?

It's simply waste!

Climbing so slowly, what's the point of living?!

A tentacle whipped the ground with a bang.

Suddenly, the earth was shocked.

The annoying little snake immediately stopped moving, as if it was scared by itself.

However, just ten minutes later... the snake started to move again... the pupa, the pupa...

Bang!

Another whip!

Not moving again.

After a while...it starts again!
Chapter completed!