When the flying ants gather in sufficient numbers, it's already enough for people to hear the buzzing sound of their wings flapping.
The sky full of flying ants looks like a solid flying carpet.
At that moment, Zheng Wei watched as Xiao Feng opened the engine cover and was connecting wires to the battery, and mockingly said without a hint of panic: "Do you really think a little wind can disperse my flying ants? Naive!"
Xiao Feng, undisturbed, wouldn't easily draw conclusions on things he hadn't tried before.
Whether the blower can blow away the flying ants, only the experiment will tell.
After the wiring was complete, Xiao Feng turned on the blower switch, and a strong wind surged out from the pipe.
He held the blower at his side with one hand and aimed the hose at the swarm of flying ants with the other.
"Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh..."
The strong wind howled, yet the "flying carpet" only wobbled, as if floating on water, with only a sparse few dozen flying away now and then.
