Zhang Ping could feel its disappointnt, even a hint of sadness.
"Alright, alright, little one, I won't force you to eat it," Zhang Ping said helplessly, patting its head gently.
But after just one touch, he found it hard to let go, stroking it a few more tis until the little creature got annoyed and he finally stopped.
The little creature felt amazing to the touch.
It was like caressing the finest warm jade—delicate, smooth, with a slight warmth.
At that mont, rustling sounds ca from all around.
The little creature imdiately got up, cautiously peering through the gaps in the leaves. Outside, a swarm of Black Mountain Bowback Ants was surrounding them.
It panicked instantly, retreating slowly, but more rustling sounds ca from behind. It quickly turned around, only to see countless Black Mountain Bowback Ants there as well.
Zhang Ping could sense its fear, anger, sadness, and... hatred!
He imdiately overturned his previous guess. These Black Mountain Bowback Ants might not be from the sa nest as the little creature.
Could it be that a war had broken out between two ant colonies, and the little creature's side had lost?
So, the little creature was a fallen princess?
Zhang Ping thought to himself and then said to the little creature, "Don't be afraid, dear princess, this prince will get you out of here!"
As he spoke, he controlled his blood to grow a pair of wings on the little creature's back, then covered the wings with Nether Mist, swiftly flying it into the sky.
Countless ants surged forward, forming a black ant tower that kept climbing towards the sky, but the Nether Mist flew so fast that they escaped the Black Mountain Bowback Ants in the blink of an eye.
"Whoo-hoo!"
Zhang Ping let out a strange cry, controlling the Nether Mist to make a turn, stopping in mid-air to look down.
He laughed and said, "Honorable princess, this prince has successfully rescued you. By the way... are you sure you don't want to eat one?"
As he spoke, he took out the Contract Gem.
But the little creature didn't even look at the Contract Gem; instead, it stared blankly at the ants below, finally opening its mouth in anger and letting out a strange whimper.
"You can make sounds?" Zhang Ping said in surprise.
The sound was unclear in aning, but Zhang Ping could feel its anger and sadness, so he assud it was cursing the ants.
"Alright, let's go!"
Zhang Ping smiled and then flew in the direction where Bai De and Feng Laixian had escaped.
On the other side, Feng Laixian and Bai De were quickly weaving through the forest. Neither of them expected to avoid the Black Mountain Bowback Ants so easily, without even a conflict.
"Where's Zhang Ping?" Feng Laixian looked up but didn't see Zhang Ping, so he asked.
Bai De said helplessly, "That kid can fly; maybe he found sothing new."
The last thing he heard from Zhang Ping was him seemingly teasing so animal cub. He felt like all his previous warnings had been in vain.
The wilderness is so dangerous that even a caterpillar could be deadly.
He originally thought Zhang Ping had taken his words to heart, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, Zhang Ping would go courting death.
"Coach Bai, Master Feng, we need to run!" Zhang Ping grew a mouth on the little creature's head, shouting loudly as he flew.
Bai De glanced casually, but when he saw the little creature, his eyes almost popped out. He exclaid, "Zhang Ping, what the hell is this?"
"Those Black Mountain Bowback Ants were looking for this little guy, so I rescued it," Zhang Ping said with a grin.
Upon hearing this, Feng Laixian and Bai De instantly understood and almost simultaneously accelerated, running full speed down the mountain.
"Zhang Ping, how did I never realize you were so unreliable before?" Bai De shouted as he ran.
At the Beast King Boxing School, he always thought Zhang Ping was particularly steady and reliable, so he often assigned tasks to him, letting him build good relationships with other students, hoping to take him as a close disciple if he perford well in the future.
But now, in the wild, he realized that Zhang Ping never had the chance to cause trouble before.
Once given the chance.
He would quietly dig a big hole and bury you alive.
If Zhang Ping were his son, he would definitely kill him early to avoid being screwed over.
At this mont, the Black Mountain Bowback Ants indeed changed their marching direction, swarming towards Zhang Ping's location like a black tide surging down the mountain.
"Little one, look at the risk I'm taking to save you," Zhang Ping said as he flew, speaking to the mobile fortress ant.
The little creature remained silent, but its eyes still burned with the flas of revenge.
"How about I give you a na?" Zhang Ping pondered.
The little creature still didn't respond.
"How about Sasuke?"
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Zhang Ping thought of a character from a manga he read in his previous life, a self-proclaid avenger.
But then he felt the na didn't quite fit, as the little creature was a fallen princess, and the na didn't match.
"How about Satsuji?"
Zhang Ping mulled it over and suggested again.
Ji.
In a certain island nation, it ans princess, which matched the little creature's identity perfectly.
But then he thought about having to call the little creature "Satsuji" in the future, and he dismissed the na.
"Turns out I don't have much talent for naming," he said, distressed.
Since he couldn't think of a good na, he decided to break down the little creature's species na.
Mobile Fortress Ant.
Little Mobile?
Little Fortress?
Little Ant?
Little Fort?
Little Fortress?
Zhang Ping broke down the na one by one, then dismissed each one.
"Maybe I should try doubling the characters."
Zhang Ping stroked the little creature's head, talking to himself.
Mobile Mobile, Fortress Fortress, Ant Ant, Fort Fort...
He was getting a feel for it.
Maybe changing the characters a bit would work.
"Little one, how about Yaoyao? It sounds very princess-like," Zhang Ping mused.
But the little creature imdiately shook its head, clearly not liking the na.
"If you don't like it, then we won't use it."
Zhang Ping was secretly pleased. He wasn't afraid of the little creature disliking the na; he was afraid it wouldn't react.
Since it reacted, he would eventually win it over.
He got more motivated.
He analyzed, "You feel like jade to the touch, how about Xiaoyu?"
"Don't like it?"
"Then how about Xiaonuan? Nuannuan?"
...
"ii?"
...
"I am the Swarm, how about Kerrigan?"
"Don't like it? I think it's great."
...
"Why don't you just kill ?"
Zhang Ping was almost desperate. He wasn't good at naming, and just thinking of these nas was draining his brain.
But the little creature was clearly not satisfied with Zhang Ping giving up so quickly, shaking its head again to show its displeasure.
Zhang Ping said painfully, "Fortress... Fortress... let think... how about Theron?"
He was completely out of ideas, randomly thinking of a female celebrity from his previous life.
To his surprise, the little creature transmitted a feeling of joy. It seed to like the na.
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