Mortal: the Legend of the Gold-Eating Insect to Immortality

The four kilograms who died suddenly after staying up late turned into gold-eating insects the size of rice grains when they opened their eyes. They were the same batch that was about to be packed away by Han Laomo. There is no system, no inheritance, just a good mouth. Eating spiritual grass can strengthen the carapace, swallowing spiritual insects can gain talents, and the essence of hardware is even more delicious. Faced with the strong predators in the world of immortality, Sijin completely let himself go: he specializes in stealing century-old elixirs and spares the fine roots of seedlings; formations? Just chew a hole and run away; hunt? There was no trace in the soil. While the monks from all walks of life were furious at the potholes in the medicine field, this "sixth old man in the insect world" was hiding in the corner, chewing the latest trophy, and the light on the carapace became even deeper - his path to immortality was all chewed out by his good teeth.