Age of the Gods: My Starting Clan Is a Nest of Ants

In an age of human gods, people transmigrate to another world. Shen Ming, whose soul has crossed over, is about to awaken his divine realm.

Yet life is unpredictable. In his divine realm, his followers are nothing more than a nest of ants.

That usually means he may spend his whole life as an insignificant nobody in human civilization.

But just as life is unpredictable, who can say how things will turn out in this tangled web of fate?

In the great current of time, fish can come ashore and monkeys can become humans, the most intelligent beings of all. So why shouldn't ants have limitless possibilities too?

Shen Ming cupped the queen ant in his right hand. He looked at the tiny creature before him and said calmly, with a note of hope, “Even though you are so small right now, I still believe you can accomplish something great.”

“So, God, is this your divine decree?”

“No, it's simply my sincere blessing.”

From then on came genetic evolution, countless forms, and the devouring of heaven and earth: a civilization-spanning insect calamity.

But something about this picture seems a little off. Those insect units, who should have been merciless, are perhaps a bit too “self-aware.”

The soldier bugs gather together to gossip.

The flying insect beasts chat about what they should eat today as they approach in formation.

The giant beetles holding the line charge while cursing the enemy's ancestors to the eighteenth generation.

The insect queen even hawks cosmetics over the psychic network, and her book, My Years as an Insect Queen, is a wildly popular genre throughout the insect race.

All this leaves Shen Ming both exasperated and strangely at peace.