☆ Chapter 6. Dragged along, unable to accommodate two Alphas.

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Chapter 6. Being dragged by a mountain that can't accommodate two Alphas.

In the following two days, Huang Minghua would call the clinic every morning, noon, and evening, saying things like "There are only thirty ants left out of fifty workers," "It's not even thirty anymore," "Oh no, there are only eighteen left". . .

When the number of fifty decreased to ten, unable to bear the torment of the phone calls, Shi Fanxing finally made an appointment with Huang Minghua and drove to the designated location.

Tianxi Mansion.

When they arrived at the entrance of the residential area, Shi Fanxing's car was stopped, and the security guard asked her to show her personal identification.

"May I ask which resident you are looking for?"

"Huang Minghua, Block A, No. 15."

"The owner of No. 15 is not surnamed Huang."

Not surnamed Huang?

Shi Fanxing took back the identification handed over by the security guard, frowned, and said, "Then does Huang Minghua live here?"

The security guard smiled apologetically and said, "Otherwise, could you call the owner of No. 15 in the villa area to prove your identity?"

Shi Fanxing nodded and called Huang Minghua's phone. No one answered for a long time. Just as Shi Fanxing was about to hang up, a voice full of urgency came from the other end of the call.

"Dr. Shi, hurry up! Two workers have died again!"

". . . I'm at the entrance of your residential area."

"What? So fast?"

If it weren't for your urgent urging, could I have run a red light on my way here?

Shi Fanxing took a deep breath, withdrew her hand from the car window frame, and pinched her forehead. "Mr. Huang, I can't enter the gate. Can you please call the security guard at the entrance and ask him to let me in?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone in the security guard's room rang.

Shi Fanxing glanced at the ringing landline in the security guard's room, then turned her gaze back to her own phone. As expected, the call had already been disconnected. . .

Huang Minghua is quite impatient, huh?

"Excuse me, madam, you can go in now."

"Thank you."

With the pass in hand, Shi Fanxing drove into the residential area. Ahead was a villa area, and as Huang Minghua had said, House 15 in Area A was the first one on the right after the turn. Shi Fanxing parked the car in the parking space in front of House 15. Just as the car turned off, Huang Minghua rushed out from the gate in a hurry.

"Dr. Shi, you finally came."

"Mr. Huang, actually. . ."

"Hurry, Dr. Shi. Time is of the essence. If we delay any longer, it will be too late." Before Shi Fanxing could finish speaking, Huang Minghua immediately took the box from her and rushed into the gate. "This way, Dr. Shi. . ."

Shi Fanxing had no choice but to follow quickly.

The villa had a spacious interior. Shi Fanxing followed Huang Minghua for several minutes before reaching a guest room upstairs. The thermal box with the ant colony that she had seen two days ago was on the table in the room. Shi Fanxing approached and took a closer look. Sure enough, the previously dense group of ants had now dwindled to only eight, leisurely strolling inside the thermal box.

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