Clown Game
Chapter 331 - 318: The Final Battle (Part Three)

Chapter 331: Chapter 318: The Final Battle (Part Three)

Bugs feared fire, a foreshadowing written since the inception of their species; flames within the nest had now spread to the ceiling, and those bugs crawling on the walls could no longer cling, falling down one by one, carrying embers, spreading fire among their kin, while the eggs in the corners, highly flammable, ignited instantly, bursting "pop, pop"! Amidst a sea of fire, bugs began to roll around frantically, charging and crashing, displaying signs of losing control.

Amidst those scorching flames, a hidden spark swiftly maneuvered, blending with the surrounding heat, eluding the perception of most soldier ants. Within the chaos of those two or three seconds, it allowed him to circumvent a substantial distance from the leader, drawing closer to the Mother Bug in the rear.

Nevertheless, it did not escape the notice of the entire insect race; not far away, the last giant ant sensed the danger. In an instant, it locked onto Chen Xiao! Simultaneously, its massive body arrived in a blink, its forelimb smashing straightforward at Chen Xiao.

He was obviously well-prepared; the last Alloy Bullet seemed to have been saved for this moment, with a gunshot, the bullet fired, striking the giant ant in front of him straight in the brain.

"Boom!!!"

The entire head of the ant exploded! Without its head, the body struggled frantically for a while before crashing down loudly.

At this moment, the Mother Bug finally sensed the immense crisis; its entire body began to tremble violently. The remaining ants instantly received the command and started to gather around the Mother Bug recklessly, wrapping it tightly, and the entrances around the Mother Nest once again flooded with countless pitch-black ants, diving selflessly towards the flames, covering them. If they caught fire, they would layer another upon it.

Such suicidal firefighting methods indeed significantly reduced the spread of the fire.

The ant colony functioned as a whole; as long as the Mother Bug survived, sacrificing any number of lives was considered worthwhile. This racial consciousness is hard for humans to comprehend. We live, we think, we hold values for our own existence, so humans cannot definitively determine whether we are more important than other beings. Or rather, our thoughts absurdly elevate our value above all other things. We recognize this, yet we are unable to change.

For example, imagine a button in front of you. Press it and you receive a million dollars, but at the same time, a hundred people lose a million dollars each. Would you press it?

Don’t rush your answer, because no matter how deeply you ponder, the final answer is...

"You don’t know!"

Yes, you don’t know, because there isn’t such a button in front of you. The version of yourself in your mind might not be the real you. When faced with such a choice, you could become someone you’ve never recognized before.

Of course, I am not here to reproach human ugliness or to praise our place atop all creatures. This goes beyond right or wrong, as souls have their pre-set standards of form.

You might think this metaphor is too one-sided.

So, how about another button? This time when you press it, you get a million dollars, but a hundred people you don’t know will die!

And another!

You press it, and a hundred people will die, but if you don’t, you will die!

A hundred people is too few... let’s make it a thousand, or perhaps ten thousand! Ha ha, or even more.

This is no longer about the choice of money or other material things; it is a comparison between lives.

It’s cruel, isn’t it? So, what would your choice be?

Of course, you still don’t know.

Humans are such marvelous creatures. We are selfish and glory-seeking, yet we make great sacrifices. We think, we change, we can persist stubbornly until death, and we can overturn the beliefs we’ve upheld our entire lives in a second. We define good and evil, we pry into the workings of everything. We destroy, we transform, we annihilate, and we rebuild. We worship life, yet we scorn it. We cook the bloody bodies with smiles, yet condemn those who don’t care for plants. We engage in absurd and chaotic acts while pursuing what we believe to be the truth. We cannot understand the thoughts of other creatures, otherwise, we would surely know that in their eyes, humans are a group of incomprehensible madmen!

All madmen!

Perhaps the entities from other dimensions feel the same way. They dare not face us because they fear that just one glance would plunge them into endless madness... much like those so-called ancient gods.

So... are humans... the most terrifying, incomprehensible beings in this universe?

Or rather, are humans the most dangerous containment items? Is this universe our place of containment?

...

Now, no one can provide an answer.

...

But at this moment, these three individuals were undoubtedly the most dreadful demons to the swarm. Song Xuan clearly wouldn’t stand by as the swarm extinguished the fire. With a flicker, she brought up scorching hot air currents, rushing into the swarm and soon, a fierce wind swept through the spot, lifting the surrounding flames, appearing like a tornado made of fire. Bai Xiong, disregarding the mad giant ants under his feet, roared as he tore off the two antennae with his bare hands. Then, gripping the handle of his knife, he hacked at the opponent’s head, and with his fist, he smashed open a gap.

Everyone had almost exhausted their last ounce of strength, but the ant swarm was still too many, too endless, pouring in like a breached wave.

At this moment, Chen Xiao’s body was no longer aflame, his skin was singed, emitting blue smoke, looking horrifying. It was unknown what kind of person he had been in the past, but even in such circumstances, he was still excited.

He raised his gun once more...

Only this time, the direction was completely opposite to the Mother Bug.

Then, he pulled the trigger

...

After modifying, this gun had a new mode, which was to absorb the impact of all the bullets fired and channel it into one bullet... When that time came, the power of this final bullet would surpass the power of the Alloy Bullet itself. Of course, the recoil energy would also be significantly greater, which, even with the protection of the recoil brace, remained extremely dangerous.

This was exactly what Chen Xiao had wanted.

With the sound of a gunshot! The last bullet whistled out of the barrel, instantly penetrating deep into the Mother Nest, burrowing far into the soil, followed by a quake-like boom that shook the entire Mother Nest as if it were rolling, walls began to burst, the soil collapsed, and the roof violently shook, visibly collapsing.

At the same time, Chen Xiao, like another bullet, smashed into everything he contacted at a stunning speed, disappearing into the dense swarm of ants.