Xinghai Insect Trace

At first, people thought it was just a polluted rain. Until the parasitized humans began to mutate, grow bone blades, and hunt their compatriots in heavy rains. But I, Qin Huang, an ordinary high school student, "remembered" all of this on the first day of the apocalypse. In a long fantasy, as a Zerg, I climbed the road of promotion from larvae to Zerg King. I know how they evolve with the climate, and I know the weakness under their carapace that is afraid of 1,500 degrees. He also "remembers" the ultimate purpose conveyed in their neighing: to wake up the sleeping emperor and return all things to silence. While everyone was fighting for survival underground, I looked up at the stars through the ruins. There is only despair in the eyes of my kind, but in my eyes, I reflect the prelude of a war that spans dimensions and cause and effect. They called this era - the Insect Eater Era. To me, this is just the first step of the final battle that has already been written in my "memory". ---