Everyone's on a time-travel adventure! I'm raising city beasts in a post-apocalyptic world

Then, noticing the changes in Lin Feng, he looked him up and down before speaking, "Brother, you've reached level 6?"

Lin Feng nodded: "Hehe, well... I was lucky, I broke through by accident."

Hearing this, Wang Lie remained silent for a long time before muttering to himself, "I fought so hard for so long, spent so much effort to bring the team out, and even lost so many lives just to reach level 5... and you, you just lie there and leveled up."

Xia Du nodded, not asking any further questions, but tightened his grip on the Beastmaster's Scepter.

He cleared his throat and steered the conversation back on track: "The Kyushu convoy is just ahead. My scouting expert has already pinpointed their location; they can't escape. But now there's a problem."

"The Japanese emperor has ordered that the entire population be mobilized for war and that mass production of Ghost Masters have begun. The caravans we are encountering now are much more troublesome than before. Since yesterday, all the caravans we have encountered, regardless of age or gender, have been infested with monsters. However, most of them are unable to control these monsters and have all become monsters. Most of them have lost consciousness and have become monsters that only know how to kill."

He paused for a moment when he said this.

"Now, these Japanese are being used as strongholds to block the road, and they are very difficult to deal with."

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged after hearing this: "Isn't that perfect? ​​Just consider it a monster killed. You expect me to be soft-hearted?"

Wang Lie nodded beside him; although he didn't say anything, his meaning was clear.

Xia Du was interrupted by Lin Feng's remark, and after a moment, he continued, "That's not what I meant. I just didn't expect the Japanese to be so cruel, not even sparing their own kind, and even turning infants into monsters."

"You're not a newcomer to this," Lin Feng said calmly. "What's the big deal? This kind of race is beyond saving, so just treat them as hopeless and don't waste time."

Xia Du glanced at Lin Feng: "The first stronghold is about 2 kilometers ahead, with about 2000 bizarre Japanese. There are also 11 other strongholds in different locations, with roughly the same number of bizarre creatures."

Lin Feng scoffed, "A mere 2000 Japanese strongholds? You wait for me? Is that all? I'll just crush the strongholds, sweep through, and head straight into the heart of the Kyushu caravan. I'll twist the head off the Japanese emperor and throw it into the latrine."

"Why think so much? If the Japanese emperor wants to turn all his people into monsters, that's his business. At most, it'll take a little more effort and be resolved in the process. It's just a pity for those Japanese girls. It's universally acknowledged on Earth that Japanese girls are very good at serving men... The soldiers of America are the most qualified to say about this."

Xia Du's lips twitched slightly upon hearing Lin Feng's words: "Haha, little brother has this hobby too. Don't worry, once we break through the Kyushu caravan, let you choose your prisoners first."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

After Xia Du finished speaking, he jumped onto the head of the unicorn rock lizard.

"Hey bro, keep up!!!"

Lin Feng turned around and climbed onto Xiao Xuan's back, then gave a series of commands.

One by one, the gold-eating ants crawled out of the nest and quickly formed a formation in front of the convoy. At the very front were three level 5 gold-eating ants, each nearly 5 meters long. What was most attractive about them was not their size, but their appearance.

Each ant has a dark black carapace with deep red stripes. Their carapace is thicker and heavier than that of ordinary gold-eating ants, and their heads are wider and more ferocious. Their mandibles are over a meter long, with fine serrated protrusions along the edges. When they close, they make a heavy metallic clanging sound. Each segment of their limbs has sharp barbs at the end. These gold-eating ants are designed entirely for battle.

When the guards saw the ants appear, their eyes lit up.

"My God, look at these three giant ants! They look like real weapons of war..."

"I've made up my mind. I'm going to contract this ant as my mount. What warhorse? It's no match for this..."

"I want one too. We'll ask Captain Zhuoma for one later..."

"Do you think the city lord will agree?"

Someone whispered, "That depends on Captain Zhuoma. I think she probably will..."

These three gold-eating ants led the 3000 level 4 gold-eating ants behind them, and then tens of thousands of level 3 gold-eating ants, all arranged in a neat formation, their carapaces gleaming with a metallic sheen.

Zhuoma led her cavalry out of the city gate in single file and onto the ground. The hundred knights were dressed in newly forged black iron armor, which covered them from helmet to knee pads. Their warhorses were also fully armored.

After the last great battle, Wang Lie only had a dozen or so chariots following behind the knights, which looked rather meager. Although there weren't many people, those who survived were all elites. The combat professionals were generally at level 3, and there were even more than a dozen awakened individuals in the team who had broken through to level 4.

Lin Feng stood on Xiao Xuan's head, looking at the wealth he had accumulated, and then waved his hand forward.

The Gold-Eating Ant swarm was the first to move, and led by the Level 5 Gold-Eating Ant General, it quickly advanced, the sound of its carapaces scraping against the ground like a pre-battle symphony.

The 2-kilometer journey was over in the blink of an eye. Lin Feng could see the general outline of the stronghold: a simple defensive line made of abandoned vehicles and piled-up stones. Behind the defensive line were twisted figures. Hundreds of Ghost Masters forcibly controlled more than 2000 Japanese Ghosts that had transformed into bizarre forms and were distributed throughout the stronghold.

The parasitic Japanese people come in all shapes and sizes. Some have grown segmented limbs and lie prostrate on the ground, with only a human head remaining to show their former appearance. However, their eyes are bloodshot, their mouths are full of black fangs, and they drool foul-smelling saliva.

Some parasitize bizarre animal forms, with half of their bodies retaining a human shape and the other half resembling a grotesque beast. Some have tentacles extending from their bodies, and large, blood-red eyes that dart around.

These Japanese monsters are simply a chaotic mess; just looking at them makes your sanity drop. I have no idea where they got so many disgusting things from and stuffed them into your body.

They can stuff anything into it...

Lin Feng looked at the disgusting state of the stronghold and waved his hand.

"Kill them all, leave no one alive."

The gold-eating ants were the first to crash into the camp. Their carapaces slammed into the pile of rubble with a muffled "boom," sending rubble flying to both sides. The abandoned truck that served as a defensive fortification behind the rubble was caught by its mandibles, dragged for more than ten meters, and then violently thrown away. The gold-eating ants followed closely behind, the eerie sound of their carapaces overturning intertwined with tearing sounds and strange howls.

The Japanese monsters tried to fight back with their mutated limbs and tentacles, but several gold-eating ants bit their bodies at the same time and then tore them into several pieces.