There are not only books composed of words, but also books composed of pictures, and even books composed of code. So it is not surprising that books composed of smells exist.

Different scents represent different meanings, just as different words can form different articles, this elderly ant seems to be writing a book by leaving a smell.

This really shocked Wei Huo. Nature is full of miracles. Unexpectedly, Wei Huo once again witnessed the miracle here.

The elderly demon ant put down the stone and came to Wei Huo. It carefully observed Wei Huo. Finally, it raised its tentacles high and then extended it to Wei Huo's head.

Wei Huo frowned, and the internal energy was released from outside to form a protective cover. He was worried about what tricks the old ant was using.

But from the social panel, Wei Huo can clearly see everything.

"The Magic Ant Warlock tries to have a friendly exchange with you."

Wei Huo immediately lowered his vigilance when he saw this string of words. Then, the old demon ant's tentacles touched Wei Huo's eyebrows. The next moment, Wei Huo suddenly felt a large amount of information pouring into his brain. It was countless pictures, videos, and finally countless smells, and the meaning expressed by different smells.

Wei Huo was shocked.

Is there any such operation?

After all the information was transmitted, the elderly demon ant immediately withdrew its tentacles. It seemed to have become older, but at this moment, Wei Huo suddenly could "listen" their language.

In fact, Wei Huo was able to understand the meaning of the smell they emit.

The demon ant who led the way suddenly asked the old demon ant with concern if it was okay, and the old demon ant said that it was nothing serious.

The old demon ants emitted a smell, and were automatically translated by Wei Huo's brain and formed Chinese: "Foreign ants, what's the point of visiting our home?"

Are they treating me as an ants from other groups?

Wei Huo didn't know how to answer. He didn't have the kind of organ that freely emits different smells, but he cleverly picked up a stone, which still had the smell of an old demon ant on it, and that smell represented "travel".

That is the story of the elderly demon ants traveling when they were young. They were recorded on the stone by the old demon ants. Other demon ants can obtain what happened in this experience through this stone.

The old demon ant understood what Wei Huo wanted to express, and he said sympathetically: "It turns out that you are a traveler, but it really makes the ant feel sorry for you. I didn't expect you to become a mute at a young age."

Wei Huo: "..."

It's a huge misunderstanding!

But now standing in front of Wei Huo is a group of ants without eyes and ears. Naturally, they cannot distinguish themselves. The reason why they misunderstood themselves is probably not because they have the smell of ants on them, but because they have shown wisdom different from ordinary creatures.

(The automatic translation function is enabled below, and the following parts involving magic ants use the description method of "synchronicity".)

The old demon ant then spoke: "When I was young, I traveled many places, arrived in many different ant colonies, and knew the language of many ant colonies, and saw many strange animals. Then I realized that we demon ants are indeed the priests of all things."

Wei Huo finally knew why the other party's demon ants community treated him so politely. They mistakenly regarded themselves as the demon ants of another community, the mute demon ants.

In their consciousness, there is only one race of demon ants in this world that has wisdom and intelligence. If you encounter other creatures with wisdom and intelligence, they must be demon ants. It’s just that everyone has different appearances, different smells, and different languages.

This is a kind of ignorant and arrogant cognition.

But this perception made Wei Huo worried. If the demon ant continues to develop, will it one day surpass humans, and will they live in peace with humans in the future?

Wei Huo suddenly clenched his fists. Should I kill them into the cradle while they are not strong yet?

Wei Huo suddenly remembered a sentence: This son was so terrifying that he could not be kept, and he must be strangled into the cradle.

Why do I act like a villain? Damn, isn't the demon ant in front of me the protagonist?

Wei Huo dispersed his fists again. He thought he was thinking too much. This demon ant might just be a test set by God for humans. We humans are players, with all kinds of powerful props, such as Qi training, and the God of Thunder and the God of Thunder is like cheating. You are just a demon ant...

"Boom!" A flame suddenly appeared on the old demon ant's hand. He said flauntingly, "This is my latest discovery. Using a special energy in the air can then turn into fire, electricity, etc. This energy is the foundation of the world, and I call it 'qi'!"

Wei Huo: "..."

Hello, everyone is cheating, this game is no longer possible!

The old demon ant looked at Wei Huo: "I feel the qi in your body. You are indeed a qi training ant, right? It turns out that I am not just an ant with this ability, which means that this ability can be taught to other demon ants. Let us work together to study the energy of qi. We can develop the secrets of qi training and then pass it to the younger generation!"

Wei Huo suddenly frowned and passed it to his juniors? Are you actually planning to pass it to his juniors on this qi practice technique?

Wei Huo couldn't help but think of a scene. Hundreds of years later, tens of thousands of demon ants with Qi training skills were rampant everywhere. At that time, humans had just recovered from time. Before they understood what was going on, they were besieged by countless powerful Qi training ants, and then they were killed and injured, and even died.

Wei Huo kept thinking and imagining, and finally came to the conclusion: this demon ant cannot be kept!

Wei Huo looked at the demon ant leading the way. The little demon ant seemed to be the apprentice of the old demon ant. It seemed to feel the aura on Wei Huo's body, so he invited him to join the ant hole. Its purpose is not simple, they are not necessarily a kind of friendly creature.

Wei Huo had to think too much. As the only human being who had not been stopped, he had to consider the future of mankind. This is an instinct. In times of crisis, individuals would involuntarily consider collectively, or even sacrifice for collective sacrifice.

Unless, this group makes this individual feel desperate.

Of course, Wei Huo did not despair. His parents, his friends, his relatives, and the girl he secretly loved. This collective has what he left for, so he never hoped that humans would be extinct because of this.

As a member of human beings, Wei Huo has only one choice: to kill the demon ants in the cradle, at least to kill the qi training ants in the cradle!

Wei Huo made up his mind and then used his skills, and a small electric current broke out from his fingers.
Chapter completed!