Compared to the horrifying scene of the Bug Race invasion before his eyes, the bugs that had infiltrated the barracks yesterday seemed as adorable as children's toys.
The sticky, clammy sound of countless bugs running filled the air, a dense and vast number that drove one to despair.
Using an uncountable number of worker bugs and wasp bugs to first assault the human front lines was a tried and true classic tactic of the Bug Race.
For the Bug Hive, these lowest-order bugs were merely endlessly producible tools, not to mention that the battlefield was within its own territory.
The Bug Race could recycle all biomaterials. Corpses, even those blown to pieces on the battlefield, could be reclaimed and used to quickly produce the next batch of tools inheriting the flesh of their predecessors.
Their endless craving for biomaterials and terrifying efficiency in utilizing them were the primary reasons they could dominate this planet.
