The law of the jungle was the law of the abyss.
Chu Feng did not feel any guilt.
He was not a good person to begin with, much less a saint.
Good people could not survive in this era.
Only by being ruthless could one live longer.
After confirming that there were no Great Strength Black Ants left in the surroundings, Chu Feng flew into the air.
He found a place to rest.
It was time to count the rewards.
This was Chu Feng's favorite segment.
As there were too many notifications, Chu Feng took a total of two hours to roughly calculate them.
The number of B-rank Great Strength Black Ants was indeed the least, but that was only relative to the entire colony.
Actually, there were about 200 of them.
However, because they were too weak, the points given by the Golden Roll were almost the bare minimum.
