The squad seemed to have ventured deep into some kind of ancient jet engine, the "breathing" of the vents—those foul-smelling pale yellow gases—whistled past Bei Dang and his companions.
This gas corroded their protective suits, and in some areas, a rough, white frost-like pattern immediately formed.
All around were living bodies of the Insect Race, dark red, brownish-yellow, deep black, purple-blue vessels, nerves, tissues, muscles, and so on, writhing constantly. Even beneath their feet, there were continuous undulations, making the squad members quite uncomfortable.
At the forefront of the group, Chen Gu spoke: "Speed up, I sense the insects are getting suspicious."
The group moved swiftly underfoot, as Chen Gu led the way, quickly delving along the vent passage to the very bottom, where they encountered a special organ with a honeycomb structure. This part secreted a slime from its densely packed, fist-sized holes.
