From the standstill of time, across the heavens

Chapter 394 Desert Army Ant

When Hao Shuai returned to the place where everyone took refuge, everyone showed incredible eyes. They knew that Hao Shuai was strong, but they didn't expect him to be strong enough to fight against the mighty power of nature with his body.

After being shocked, after seeing the two gazelles in Hao Shuai's hands, they were all very happy.

These days, everyone eats dried meat and dry food every day. They have long been tired of eating, and the birds have faded out of their mouths. Now that there is fresh meat to eat, even Professor Chen has looked forward to it.

Only An Liman warned Hao Shuai seriously, saying that the animals in the desert are all Hu Da's people, and let him release the gazelle, otherwise Hu Da will blame him.

"Free life? Don't even think about it." When Hao Shuai heard about the release, Fatty Wang exploded before Hao Shuai said anything. He took the yellow sheep from Hao Shuai's hand and called Chu Jian and Sa Dipeng to come. On the one hand, he directly killed the sheep and skinned it.

Hao Shuai couldn't help but smile at An Liman's words, what about Hu Da?In the land of the flower growers, only the five-star red flag can control Hao Shuai, and the others are all in vain.

By the way, gazelle seems to be a national first-class protected animal?

Killed two of them?

Is it particularly serious?
Doesn't it have to be more than five years and less than ten years?

Thinking of this, Hao Shuai couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Will he be approached by the god of crabs?
However, Hao Shuai suddenly thought that it is only 1986 now, and the "Wild Animal Protection Law" seems to have been promulgated and implemented only in 1989, so Hao Shuai felt at ease.

Just as Hao Shuai was wandering, Xue Liyang and Hu Bayi came over and said, "I just found some wolf footprints in the corner."

"Don't be nervous. At least it's safe until the black sandstorm is over. As for who threatens who after it's over, it's still a question." Hao Shuai waved his hand, indicating that there is no problem.

"That's right, this abandoned city is a refuge given by Hu Da to the animals in the desert. We haven't seen it. Behind those broken houses and broken walls, there may be many sand wolves, yellow sheep, and sand leopards hiding behind those broken houses... A big sandstorm is blowing in the sky, and the animals on the ground are terrified, and no one cares about each other. After the sandstorm passes, you may find that the wolf and gazelle are hiding in the same room. It's time to show its teeth, and if it's a gazelle, it's time to stick out its horns." An Liman said on the side.

"Old Hu, you and I went out to bring in water, food and sleeping bags, and you know when this black sandstorm will end."

After finishing speaking, Hao Shuai led Hu Bayi to the camel in a strong wind and brought the things back.

When Hao Shuai came back, Fatty Wang and the others had already disposed of the gazelle, one of which was already roasting on the fire, and the other was waiting for Hao Shuai to bring the iron pot so that it could be stewed.

As time went by, the refuge room gradually filled with a burst of aroma, which is the smell of roasted mutton mixed with fresh mutton soup.

"Guru~"

"Guru~"

"Gudu~"

"Gudu~"

The sound of swallowing saliva and stomach growling sounded one after another in the shelter.

"You can eat."

As Hao Shuai's voice fell, everyone consciously took a bowl of mutton soup with their bowls and chopsticks, and ate a piece of roasted mutton with gusto.

"It's so delicious. I didn't expect that I, Wang Kaixuan, could eat mutton soup and roasted mutton in the desert. No one would believe me when I told it." Fatty Wang said, taking a mouthful of mutton and a mouthful of white wine, which was specially brought in for use. Warming.

"If Daoist Hao didn't save me, I would really report to Marx this time." Professor Chen thanked him sincerely after drinking half a bowl of mutton soup in one go.

Others were drinking mutton soup and grilled mutton, and they all looked at Hao Shuai gratefully.

After drinking and eating, the group chatted around the campfire.

At this time, Hao Aiguo pointed to Ye Yixin's hand and said, "Xiao Xiao... Xiao Ye, what is in your hand?"

Hearing Hao Aiguo's question, Ye Yixin looked down and saw that what she thought was a wooden stick in her hand was actually a dead bone. She was so frightened that she dropped the bone in her hand and jumped up. Huarong shouted palely: "Bone...bones, there are many more here! So many bones!"

Hao Aiguo turned around very calmly, glanced at the bones on the ground, and criticized: "Xiaoye, you can't do this. Are we archaeologists afraid of bones?"

Ye Yixin said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Teacher Hao, I...I just didn't expect...that there would be human bones in it, and I wasn't mentally prepared enough."

"This seems to be a real human bone?" Hao Aiguo was used to seeing corpses, so he dug out a few thick bones from the yellow sand without fear.

Hu Bayi said with some doubts: "Professor Hao, these bones look a little strange."

"What's so strange about this? They are indeed human bones." Hao Aiguo thought that what Hu Bayi said was that these were not human bones.

"The bones and flesh of the dead in the desert will not rot, and they are usually dried naturally and become mummies." Hu Bayi explained.

"But there's not even a bit of flesh on these white bones." Xue Liyang continued with a serious face.

"Maybe it was eaten up by wolves!"

Perhaps because he was used to such situations in the desert, An Liman said indifferently, without any waves in his tone.

"It's eaten by wolves, it was eaten by ants. Under the sand is the old nest of desert army ants." Hao Shuai, who was still eating and drinking, told the truth directly.

"Ants gnawed? God stick, what kind of ants have you seen that can eat people?" The uneducated Fatty Wang didn't believe it.

Not only Fatty Wang didn't believe it, but everyone else at the scene looked at Hao Shuai in disbelief. Only Shirley Yang, who is a photographer of National Geographic magazine and can be described as well-informed, seemed to think of something at this time, showing a hint of thought. look.

"It's terrible to be uneducated, Fatty, read more books in the future." Hao Shuai looked at Fatty Wang contemptuously, then turned to Shirley Yang and said, "You popularize scientific knowledge for them."

"Are you talking about desert army ants?" Shirley Yang's face changed, and she looked at Hao Shuai, not sure.

"Bingo, congratulations on getting the answer right. This is your prize." Hao Shuai took out a can of Coke and put it in Shirley Yang's hand.

If it was a minute ago, Shirley Yang might be happy to drink a can of Coke in the desert, but now she doesn't even have time to think about where Hao Shuai's Coke came from, and she said with a frightened face: "Really! Are they desert army ants?"

"Hey! I said what are you two talking about? What are desert army ants?" The ignorant and fearless Fatty Wang murmured.

Shirley Yang, who had already got the answer from Hao Shuai's expression, explained to everyone: "Desert marching ants are a kind of ants with black body and blood-red tail. One is as big as a knuckle, because they are highly disciplined." It is named after the ability to coordinate and organize. Wherever the desert marching ants pass, it is like locusts crossing the border, and no grass will grow. Humans and animals will be gnawed to the bones, which is terrible. The most terrible thing is the formic acid in their mouths. Neurotoxins that paralyze animals."

"Oh my god, it's so scary, I can't stay here anymore, why don't you run away?" Hearing Xue Liyang say such horror, Fatty Wang, who had always been fearless, yelled.

Not to mention the intellectuals like Professor Chen, who looked around tremblingly, as if they were worried that desert army ants would suddenly emerge from the sand.

(End of this chapter)