Upon arriving at the troubled ancient tomb and following Niu Kang's direction, Christopher Yard was immediately stunned. A look of astonishment quickly appeared on his face. In a certain archaeological area, he saw a dense swarm of black ants crawling around, emitting an uncomfortable smell that made one nauseous upon inhaling it. Although Christopher Yard didn't suffer from arachnophobia, the sight of these ants made his scalp tingle. If they were to gather into a ball, their volume would probably be two or three times that of a basketball, indicating their large numbers. Christopher Yard observed that these black ants were different from ordinary ants. They were green, 4 centimeters long, had eight legs, and, like other ants, had two antennae on their heads. Their mouths looked ferocious, as if they were devouring the soil. The soil that the archaeologists needed to excavate was quickly being consumed by them. As Christopher Yard observed the ants, his headache worsened. How did these ants suddenly appear? They seemed absolutely relentless. If an animal were thrown in their midst, it probably wouldn't leave behind any bones in ten seconds."Niu Ju, how did these strange ants appear?" Christopher Yard asked Niu Kang, who was standing beside him, as he couldn't see any clues. Niu Kang smiled bitterly and replied, "These ants suddenly emerged while our archaeologists were excavating. The moment they appeared, they directly bit several of our archaeologists and even destroyed a day's worth of excavation results. The entrance to the ancient tomb is right here, but we can't proceed with the excavation." "Can't we use fire to burn them and kill these ants directly?" Christopher Yard instinctively asked. "No, using fire in the archaeological site may have a certain impact on cultural relics. Besides, these ants seem to be unafraid of fire. Someone couldn't resist and tried using fire last time, but discovered that these ants could still survive," Niu Kang explained. Listening to Niu Kang's words, Christopher Yard rolled his eyes. Are they not even afraid of fire? How are we supposed to deal with this ancient tomb? Whose tomb is it? Why are the defense measures so tight? First, there were snakes, and now there are ants. Beside him, Jian Mang also looked at the ants with great interest. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, which quickly turned into enlightenment. He then looked at Christopher Yard and said, "These ants look very similar to a type of ant I've seen before called the mud-eating ant. They like to eat soil and don't consume anything else. However, if an animal provokes these ants, they will quickly summon a large number of companions and annihilate the animal completely. There won't even be any bones left." Can they really do that? Christopher Yard thought to himself, took a deep breath, and asked Jian Mang, "So, is there any way to deal with these ants?" Jian Mang shook his head. These ants were not afraid of water or fire. They were no ordinary ants. "Don't disturb these ants. They can even fly. If you provoke them, many people will probably get bitten." Christopher Yard nodded, took a photo of the ants, and sent it to Qin Guangwang. For some reason, Qin Guangwang quickly replied: "Oh, Chris, these are mud-eating ants. They are terrifying. It's best not to provoke them. If you get bitten, your life will be in real danger. These mud-eating ants are poisonous!" Upon seeing this message, Christopher Yard was stunned. So, those few archaeologists who were bitten by the mud-eating ants were now in real danger. This was not good. If they died, who would excavate the ancient tomb?"Qin Guangwang, how can we deal with these mud-eating ants? Hurry up and give me a solution. [Sighing emoji]" Qin Guangwang showed a cunning smile on the other side and sent another message to Christopher Yard: "Well, Chris, I'm embarrassed to say this, but to solve these mud-eating ants, we need something from my underworld. You know, [Doge emoji]." Seeing this message, Christopher Yard felt like he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. This Qin Guangwang is really heartless. I just helped him subdue a little ghost, oh no, an evil ghost, and now he's coming to extort me. Can't I do business happily anymore? "Mr. Cannes, if you want the Jade Emperor to know that your underworld has let an evil ghost escape, then keep sending those expressions. I'll see if you can still be Qin Guangwang's 【doge expression】." Upon hearing Christopher Yard's words, Qin Guangwang's face immediately changed, wiping off his cold sweat. He quickly replied to Christopher Yard with another message: "Hehe, Mr. Christopher, let's talk nicely. We're on the same side, aren't we? Isn't this just a small matter? Whatever you want, I'll give it to you 【love you expression】." Christopher Yard rolled his eyes directly. These shameless and funny gods, it seems that he can't be polite with them. He should learn from them in the future, extort when he can extort, blackmail when he can blackmail. Yes, that's it. "In light of your recent threat, I won't give you any spicy strips or spicy chicken feet. If you dare to threaten me again, I'll report it to the Jade Emperor. I'm close with him 【doge expression】." After pressing the send button, Qin Guangwang on the other side saw it and felt extremely regretful in his heart. His face was full of frustration. Damn it, if he had known, he wouldn't have threatened Christopher Yard earlier. Now he has nothing. Wiping away the tears in his eyes, Qin Guangwang immediately sent another message: "Chris, considering my age and how much I've helped you, please pity me and let me have some spicy strips and spicy chicken feet 【pitiful expression】." Upon seeing Qin Guangwang's message, Christopher Yard grinned. This is more like it. If you want to eat spicy strips, you should have this attitude, you know? "Well, it depends on my mood. If I'm in a good mood, I'll send you some spicy strips. If I'm not in a good mood, you won't get anything. Hurry up, Mr. Cannes, what can treat the devouring mud ants? 【doge expression】" At this moment, Qin Guangwang, looking at his phone, really wanted to smash his head on a tofu. He was extremely helpless, but he still sent a message to Christopher Yard, containing the method Christopher Yard wanted to treat the devouring mud ants.