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Soon, countermeasures agencies from around the world easily located the insect nests hidden in various parts of the world, using the coordinates provided by the Black Tower space station.

"What are all these things? This is the first time I've ever seen anything like them," Sun Wukong, who was walking at the front of the group, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Deep in a remote mountainous area in East China, the once lush jungle now looks as if it has been bitten hard by something.

The surrounding trees and other vegetation have all disappeared, leaving only a large patch of dark green fungal carpet that silently covers the entire mountain.

Sun Wukong poked the fungal carpet on the ground with his Ruyi Jingu Bang.

The moment the golden cudgel touched the fungal carpet, the dark green living substrate reacted immediately.

Ripples appeared on its surface, and several sticky tentacles emerged from the fungal carpet and quickly wrapped around the rod.

In the blink of an eye, half of the golden cudgel was covered by a layer of wriggling bacterial film.

Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow and flicked his wrist, causing the bacterial film on the surface of the golden cudgel to crack and fall off inch by inch.

He looked at the still-writhing debris on the ground, a flicker of disgust in his eyes.

"Be careful, don't get hit by this thing."

He shouldered the golden cudgel and glanced at the soldiers behind him.

"If this stuff gets on you, you'll have to tear it off, skin and all. Don't blame me for not warning you then."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, not daring to take another step forward.

The entire forest was deathly silent, except for the slight undulation of the sticky flesh on the surface of the fungal carpet, which made a chilling "tsk tsk tsk" sound.

It resembled a gaping maw smacking its lips, exuding an indescribable eeriness.

Just as everyone was on high alert, the ground cover suddenly began to wriggle violently.

Small insect nests buried in the soil emerged from the ground.

The opening at the top spreads outwards like flower petals, revealing the wet, sticky membrane inside.

Accompanied by the damp sound of hatching, swarms of springtails burst forth like a tidal wave.

These agile, alien insects, covered in sharp fangs, roared as they charged toward the human army.

"Fire!"

The frontline commander gave the order.

Instant gunfire tore through the mountains and forests, heavy machine guns spewed forth flames, and grenades bombarded the area in succession.

Bullets and artillery fire precisely covered the entire area. These fragile springtails simply could not withstand modern heavy firepower, and their bodies exploded one after another, splattering dark green insect juice all over the ground.

Within minutes, the first wave of Zerg was completely wiped out by the human army.

Seeing the insect corpses scattered all over the ground, the soldiers relaxed their tense nerves a little, but still no one dared to step into the fungal carpet.

Then there's no way to find the core of the insect nest deep inside the creep.

Fortunately, the order from above was to prevent the swarm from breaking out of the encirclement and affecting human settlements.

So far, at least, they have accomplished their mission quite well.

Sun Wukong, who was watching from the side holding his golden cudgel, had a furrowed brow and no sign of relaxation in his eyes.

While everyone else was excited about repelling the swarm, he alone saw everything clearly—

The shattered insect remains were devoured by the wriggling fungal carpet below in just a few seconds.

The shattered flesh and insect shells were all transformed back into nutrients for the fungal carpet, leaving not a trace behind.

He could clearly sense that as the remains were being swallowed up, an extremely faint fluctuation spread from the surface of the fungal carpet, penetrating deep underground.

It's as if it's conveying some kind of message.

Something's not right.

Sun Wukong spoke in a deep voice, his gaze fixed intently on the ground.

"You fought for so long, only to have your efforts completely wiped out by this green, rotten mud. In reality, the Zerg... didn't lose a single hair."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers' expressions changed drastically, and they looked down at the battlefield.

The insect carcasses that had littered the ground had vanished, and the fungal carpet remained intact, even more vibrant in color, exuding an even stronger vitality.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fungal carpet in the entire valley suddenly surged violently!

A second swarm of insects suddenly attacked.