In the heart of the anthill, which had become a bustling city due to the diligent efforts of the evolved ants, there was a lively atmosphere. Large buildings towered overhead, indicating the significant transformation of the anthill over time. Oliver and Gedion, responsible for ensuring proper construction, paused briefly from their duties.
"Alright, Gedion, you're it!" Oliver yelled, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. He gazed at him with his mischievous hazel eyes as he tapped Gedion's shoulder and dashed away.
Gedion's laughter filled the open air, reverberating through the corridors of the newly developed city. "Oh, you're in trouble now, Oliver!" he shouted, immediately starting to chase after Oliver as fast as he could.
Oliver swiftly turned a corner, his laughter echoing around him. "Try to catch me, Gedion!"
