"Good!"
Fang Heng closed his eyes and condensed his focus to observe.
After his mental strength increased sufficiently, he was roughly able to perceive the surroundings of the zombie clones within a ten-kilometer radius.
The creep worms continued loading the next piece of ore left on the ground.
One piece after another was tossed into the insect pouch.
After loading roughly the equivalent of three small wheelbarrows of ore, the creep worms stopped in place, waiting for the next instructions.
Fang Heng immediately understood.
It seemed the insect pouch was full.
The next step was the most important one.
Fang Heng issued the command for the creep worms to return through the wormhole.
The creep worms easily accepted the command and began returning.
Fang Heng raised his head and looked toward the nearby wormhole passage.
The wormhole passage blossomed with a faint glow. Several creep worms emerged in line from the passage and quickly climbed to Fang Heng's side.
