Late at night.
Yang Fan activated the Shuttle Boat, left Vig Town, and once again ventured into the desolate wilderness.
Just as he appeared.
"Buzz~"
The buzzing of countless Poisonous Mosquitoes' wings came from all directions.
Despite the temperature dropping to minus fifteen degrees, ordinary insects had frozen to death, yet the Poisonous Mosquitoes remained active.
Hundreds of nearby Poisonous Mosquitoes sensed Yang Fan's presence and immediately flew towards him.
Yang Fan muttered softly to himself, "It seems Poisonous Mosquitoes are evolving too."
He could see at a glance that compared to before, the sensing range of the Poisonous Mosquitoes had obviously increased.
This wasn't good news.
Originally, he thought that with the current technological level of the Canglan People, dealing with this Poisonous Mosquito crisis would be no problem.
But now it seems, this thought might have been too optimistic.
