The once-bountiful Jiangnan Water Village, under the ravages of the Zerg Race's invasion, had become a scorched land of black and red. All traces of green had vanished, devoured by their mandibles.
No one knew what the Zerg Race truly subsisted on. All that was clear for now was that they couldn't stray far from water. They needed vast amounts of it, which they broke down into elemental hydrogen and oxygen to sustain each individual unit.
Lin Feng sat on the second-floor observation deck of the Level 15 Armored Tank, gazing out at the boundless wasteland. Hundreds of earthen mounds, large and small, marked the entrances to their tunnels...
In just a few short days, this place had become an underground base for the Zerg Race's expansion.
Through his Mind Sensing, he could feel that the land beneath him had been hollowed out into a dense, sprawling network of tunnels.
