At 7 a.m. on Bee Head Star, the morning glow just passed, a thin layer of mist lay over the grass and tree branches on the ground. Swarms of Black Thorn Bees whistled by, ignoring the mist entirely, crashing into the low vegetation, with a loud whooshing sound.
Dewdrops fell pattering, and at the same time, the branches and leaves of the plants were crushed to pieces.
At this moment, a net silently descended upon the speeding bee swarm. Once the net touched the swarm, an orderly troop of bees suddenly erupted into a small-scale panic, and the net was torn to shreds amid the chaos...
Witnessing all this, Yue Qiyuan, Chu Jiaojiao, and the others shook their heads. Yue Qiyuan said in a deep voice, "It's not working."
Chu Jiaojiao seemed slightly disappointed, "It didn't work."
