The Triangular Protective Device can not only withstand violent impacts but also isolate breath.
But this thing's protection is limited.
If they want to survive, they must pretend to be dead objects, like dolls or model displays, and cannot move.
The Insect Men emerged from all directions, so numerous it was terrifying.
Liu Xun grabbed Hu Ping's arm in fear, and Wu Qingqing pinched his other hand.
Hu Ping grimaced, "Don't pinch, I'm terrified too!"
An Insect Man passed overhead, and their hearts leaped into their throats.
Praying, don't let them be discovered, don't let them be discovered.
"Ah." A piercing scream came from nearby.
The Insect Men rushed over there.
The sound of flesh and bones being torn apart, the sound of chewing with relish, seemed just inches away.
They imagined terrifying scenes in their minds, their stomachs churning as if an invisible giant hand was stirring the gastric juices.
One person was devoured by the Insect Men, and a second was excavated.
