That evening,
Zhou Yi was engrossed in "China National Geographic," savoring things that were once a common sight but now could only be reminisced through magazines.
There was a knock on the door outside.
He opened the door to find A Feng.
"Chairman, I've managed to breed the insect king into an Armored Mite!"
The youth, with his face smeared in mud, was excitedly dancing and grinning from ear to ear.
Zhou Yi was startled.
So soon?
He followed A Feng outside to a container-like room, where they were immediately greeted by the smell of decay. Inside lay heaps of dry straw and branches, with a large, black bug nestled among them. Gong Zheng had already been waiting there.
A Feng pointed inside and said, "Chairman, this is the Armored Mite."
Zhou Yi examined the creature before him.
Unlike the soft, worm-like Mao Valley Worms, the Armored Mite had shrunk in length to an oval shape, looking more robust, somewhat like an oversized silkworm.
