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Maxwell uttered, as he pats his back, letting him confined in him, while tears dropped from Andrew's eyes as he rested his head on Andrew's stomach. "It's easy for you to say, Maxwell. But if I'm being realistic I'm tired of being so strong. I'm tired of acting like his hatred doesn't affect me like I'm okay when I'm not. This shit, it's driving me crazy and I might as well give up" he sniffed in while maxwell pulled his head and stared at him unbelievable...

Reuben made a call. Eli squatted down and saw an ant on the ground. She wondered what the ant was thinking about. If an ant had the intellect of a human, what would it be like? Would they still be so responsible? Would they be so united? Would they still only serve one ant queen? "What are you doing?" Reuben asked after he ended his call. "I was wondering if all these ants were born from the same queen. I remember reading somewhere that the ant queen gives birth to the ants," Eli said thoughtfully.

Allen wanted to think of an idea to answer, while others were in their own thoughts, probably trying to find a good path out. Allen was useless right now. The previous information was spinning in his head, not enabling to make any suitable response. Some thoughts that were spinning in his mind were ‘So that’s why there were size differences. They probably denoted the different roles everyone had here.’ ‘People were so hardworking because they were ants, ants don’t take rests do they?’ ‘People in the village talked little and neither knew a great deal about each other, because they did not need to. An ant would also deal with other ants like that. With minimal communication.’ ‘So, that’s how

Holt said, "the three of us split up and searched in different directions. Even if they rush over, they won't make it until tomorrow." The fear in his eyes was obvious, so much so that Felix couldn't help but laugh. "How interesting," Felix said. "You made a deal with the Ant Queen, right? Couldn't she at least give you something to help you move freely through Desolated Lands at night?" Holt shot him a bitter smile. "The Ant Queen's children—the soldier ants—are born hunters. That instinct can't be erased. And honestly, we've never needed to go out at night anyway." Fair enough. It was just like how animals in the wild lost their instincts when raised in captivity. Similarly, lions and tige