Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 836 The Entomologist Goes Home

Jania didn't want to look rude.She didn't know Chi Labin and Zhou Wenxing, especially the latter.However, from a practical point of view, Zhou Wenxing did not hurt her, unless he tricked her into going to sea.But what is that for?Is it just to scare her?She didn't think she was that much of a doormat.

However, if she looked at the matter fairly, Zhou Wenxing also saved her once.So to speak.He made the magic star disappear, no matter what method he used.He had indeed saved her life, and she had never seen him eat any meat dishes.How could he not be an animal lover?She always felt that she didn't like him very much, and that might be her own prejudice.

"Aren't you cold in the water?" She asked a little bluntly, and she felt stupid as soon as she said it.

"No." Zhou Wenxing said.

"Zhou has never been afraid of the cold." Chilabin said, "Don't worry about it. I heard that he was once locked in an ice cave for half a year."

Before tonight, Jania would have thought Chirabin was bragging.But now she dare not make a conclusion.Everything that happened just now and now is like a dream, she refrained from asking, it was because she was not sure if asking rashly would cause trouble for herself.But both Chi Labin and Zhou Wenxing acted so ordinary, as if they didn't feel the need to explain anything.She folded her arms across her chest for warmth, determined to break the deadlock.

"I might be presumptuous," she said, "but can I ask anything other than animals?"

"Of course, at the end, you can say whatever you want. But if I were you, I would chat with Zhou more about animals. Maybe that will help you in the future. Don't you like wolves? I I think the two of you are related."

This sentence somehow made Jania feel that Chirabin was out of tune.She replied somewhat perfunctorily: "Another day, Captain. I think now... well, I want to ask about what happened just now."

"Which one was it just now, over?"

"The thing that capsized our boat just now. It's...it's not Klein, it's not the guy I know."

"Oh, indeed. I guess it's not a native species here. This dude looked a little too excited. I guess the guard didn't like it being so noisy, so he threw it at the door."

"You mean the guardian of the sea monster?"

"That's right. It's an old position, but I hear there's a new one."

"I've never heard of it—I mean sea monsters need guards."

"I see what you're thinking, head on. You see, here's the thing, in most horror stories the monsters—I mean huge monsters, not ghouls or goblins—they act alone Yes. They are unique individuals, and some cannot even reproduce. This characteristic is not accidental, it is one of the elements that constitute horror. Monsters and animals are distinguished by human definitions of normal. If a creature is only big, It has some special abilities, but it mates and reproduces like humans, and it also establishes societies and groups like humans. It would be embarrassing to call them monsters. Do you think this is true? If vampires can only have offspring with vampires Well, it's just a kind of bat. If you see a werewolf squatting down to shit, you don't think it is so terrible at that moment. As for the sea monster, the charm of the sea monster is that it reminds people of antiquity and loneliness. In the darkness of eternal loneliness, it lurks alone, suggesting to us the original form of life. Huge, changing, indifferent... It is the embodiment of our fear of the ocean."

Chirabin spoke enthusiastically.The voice in his mouth really did not delay the manual work at all.The bamboo raft had already taken shape, but Jania hardly felt any violent shaking of the bamboo pile.

"But, at the end of the day," Chilabin continued, "have you ever thought about how you're going to communicate with ants? If you know how to analyze the pheromones they release, you can know what they are talking about. But how do you talk about it?" Let the ants know what you're talking about?"

"I heard someone trained ants."

"Food and pheromone guidance. Yes, I think that might work. But that doesn't actually make the colony understand your intentions, can you see the difference, right? The colony sees the bait, Food by an act. It's like a rain ritual as I say, they don't care what to pray to as long as you give them the promised harvest. But if what you want is a As far as I really know you, you can only communicate in their way, because ants can't become human. And you? You still have hope to become an ant. I'm not saying that you really become an ant. An ant, but you can pretend to be an ant, because you can understand how ants communicate."

"You mean bionic robots?"

"Ah, yes, that's a good idea. An ant robot that can crawl and run, and you have made a fake pheromone system for it. By commanding your ants, you can have a deeper relationship with the ant colony." Communicated. But the new problem came again, the head. When you put your ant in the ant colony, you suddenly find that it is still unwelcome. Other ants find that it is not a member of the family, and it releases pheromones. The method is very suspicious, and it also falls into suspended animation from time to time-because its program needs maintenance, and you have to periodically replenish it with pheromones-even though you give your ants a way to communicate, you still can't make them willing to accept You. They'll even try to kill your ants. What are you going to do at this point, head? Are you going to kill a few of them to scare them hard? Or are you going to give them another shot? So much food and goodness that they would consider you a saint among ants?"

When Chirabin's ape-like face smiled at Jania, Jania knew that what they were talking about had nothing to do with the ants.Not even the best entomologists can really say they understand how ants think; not enough.Ants have whole brains, Jania thought, but they have no religion, no imaginary nonsense rain ceremonies, and they are not intimidated and threatened by the death of some individuals.Chirabin was not talking about ants.

"I'll get an agent," she said, "and I'll get some real ants to trust me and do things for me. They're not suspicious, and if they're broken...they're dead or unusable I can replace them with new ones. They're easier than building a robot ant."

"Exactly! You're good at the ant game, come on. I think you get what I mean. A kraken with no style just needs to open its mouth wide to eat, but a kraken with style needs to be its own." Mechanical ant. Its means of making machinery is not so clever, over the top, not even as clever as we just assumed. The ant it made is very fragile, and can even be wiped out by the most ordinary individuals in the ant colony, so it has to Make sure your mechanical artifact doesn't face the ants. Not face it, but at the same time control it—and that means it needs a real ant as a guard."

Jania watched him silently.In the dark night illuminated only by the moonlight, Chirabin's unique skin color has a frightening effect like being skinned.

"Why do I need the ant colony to understand me?" she asks. "If it's not going to help me in any way, why would I do it?"

"Good question, but I can't answer. Most of us are not interested in ant colonies. But don't you really want a group of ants who obey you? I really hope there is a group of ants who listen to me Commanding ants, that will definitely make them do a lot of interesting things."

"They can't do too much hard work," Jania said. "If you ask them to carry things, they will probably die. They can't be used for surveillance or listening... Ants have very weak eyesight, and they can't spy for you." Intelligence. You can hardly teach them to know another person, or make them do complex jobs like stealing keys or poisoning unless you put them very close to the key and the cup, but then you'd fall Better to do it yourself. On our scale, they don't help much."

"I wouldn't ask these little things to do that kind of thing. If I could direct them, I'd probably tell them to stage a play. I can have as many actors as I want, and I don't have to worry about not being paid. All they have I'm literally omnipotent in terms of what I can ask. Isn't that their greatest value? They can't do anything for you, but you can do anything for them. You can enjoy playing God in front of an ant colony. Who Wouldn't like to play God? Maybe except God himself. But these are my thoughts, if you ask why the sea monster does it, I can't answer it. It will become a question of value. Like I just said , I'm not good at dealing with contingencies. As for the guy who just capsized our boat, I'm guessing he was a captive - sometimes you put an anteater in there so the ants don't get to where you don't want it to be Where to go. But our guard is a good-natured one, or he is very negligent, and he leaves a way for ants who encounter an anteater, as long as they are not poisonous bad ants."

Jania turned her head quietly, and glanced at Zhou Wenxing's arm again.Chilabin didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong.He pushed the thing in his hand lightly, and the bamboo raft that seemed to be conjured by magic slipped into the water.Jania hadn't even discovered when the raft had been made.

"It's done." Chilabin said, "Let's go, we have to go back before dawn."

He jumped onto the raft first, and then let Jania jump off.The raft was made very narrow, probably only allowing two people to sit in the front and back respectively.When Jania sat firmly at the front end, the whole raft sank worryingly.But it finally took the weight, and Jania touched the bamboo pile next to it. It seemed to be only half of its original size, and the hole Chirabin had torn was right next to her arm.An idea suddenly flashed into her head.

"Captain," she said, "may I take a piece of bamboo? I mean the rest of these. I want to take a little as a souvenir."

"Of course that's all right, come on. If you don't think it's convenient, you can take the whole raft with you when we land. But I have to tell you first, this thing won't last long."

"Will it spoil quickly?"

"That's not necessarily the case. If you keep it well, I think you can use it as a pen holder. But if you want to use it as a weapon, like Zhou just did, I'm afraid I can't. Its vitality is Supported elsewhere, once it's separated from its owner, it's just a beautiful piece of wood."

"Who is its owner?"

Chilabin raised his head with a smile, shaking his head like a bird with a long neck.Jania stared at him suspiciously, as if he was playing a fool, or playing a charade.

"Let's skip that," said Chirabin at last. "I didn't mean to whet your appetite, stop. But if I told you tonight, it might get you in big trouble."

And what trouble could be worse than nearly being murdered by a Klein-like monster?Jania said so in her heart.But she was careful not to ask, because she saw that Chirabin would not reveal anything more.She had seen wonders tonight that she would never forget, and though she still had many doubts, she would try to figure them out someday.But the prerequisite is that she must survive tonight.

Go back to shore.Return to the warm embrace of civilization and beds.This longing occupied Jania's mind now.She felt around the wound on her calf, knowing that she would have to be disinfected and bandaged when she went back, and maybe some blood tests would be needed.She began to look back and forth, to see what might serve as an oar.

"Oh, no, there's no need," said Chilabin. "I didn't mean to scare you, head on. Not in this way. But since you've seen it, let's not play that game. You Look, Chou has something special. It's not that I don't have it, but he is a little bit more special than I am, which is why my sponsors always ask him for help. Not only is he proficient in herbal medicine and psychotherapy, he is also a What a great magician."

The bamboo raft moved.That's not moving with the waves, but gliding in one direction with some kind of steady thrust.Jania almost thought she was in an electric rowboat.But it is impossible for the electric rowing boat to be silent. She bent down and looked into the water, only to see that the water surface was as black as ink.

"Damn it," Chilabin said warningly, "don't get too close, you'll fall into the water. And I have to say, it's very rude to tell a magician off in person. You've heard that magician A joke with a parrot? You don't want him to steal our boat, do you?"

Jania sat up straight and turned to look at Zhou Wenxing.She was not surprised to find that Zhou Wenxing was right behind the bamboo raft.The swimming ring she stuffed was just put on him as a joke, and it didn't play any role at all.He glides on the water like a ghost, keeping the same speed as the raft.

Observing this scene gradually gave Jania a realization.But that's not mainly about Zhou Wenxing, it's about Chi Labin: Chi Labin has been joking with her.He made her fill that perfunctory inflatable swim ring, the talk about ant colonies and sea monsters.Maybe the man had a wry sense of humor, or maybe being outspoken really caused some kind of trouble.He didn't tell her the whole truth, but he lied so badly on purpose that he was just teasing her.So when the little wooden boat was just overturned, when the monster threatened her with a shark, where did Chirabin disappear?No matter where he was hiding, the magic star Argo didn't find him, but he just watched the monster torture her until Zhou Wenxing jumped out of the shark.That was no coincidence.This man, who looked like a red-skinned devil, had some disgusting tastes.

Jania closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths.To be fair, she thought, not many people at her age see such things.Chirabin hadn't lied when he had shown her a door to the weirdness that was invaluable to explorers.And in the final analysis, he did not let her drown in the water, or be eaten by a murderous monster, and she would still make it back to the shore without incident, unless she died of a bacterial infection in the wound next.

"What are you doing, head?" Chirabin asked.

Jania opened her eyes and said, "Nothing."

"You didn't look very well just now."

"I'm adjusting my attitude towards things," Jania said. "It's just some psychological counseling."

"Do you do it all yourself? Awesome. But you really don't think about talking to a professional?"

Jania looked back at Zhou Wenxing again.After gaining insight into certain behavior patterns of Chilabin, Jania felt that her sense of smell had also become sharper.She realized that Chi Labin had mentioned Zhou Wenxing more than once, and it was not just that he was chatting with Zhou Wenxing himself, but was guiding Jania to talk to Zhou Wenxing.He even suggested topics for Jania.why?What kind of "fate" could she have with Zhou Wenxing?
"Um... no," she said, "I'm better now. But I want to talk about the animals, about the wolves. That'll make me feel better."

"You really like wolves, get over it."

"Haven't liked it enough to live with wolves. Not now. I've heard of people blending in with wild wolves, but I haven't learned that technique. I've only seen wolves alone in parks... …I think there might be wild packs of wolves in the mountains.”

Jania looked at Zhou Wenxing with flickering eyes.She didn't expect him to answer, but Zhou Wenxing was indeed listening to her chatting with Chi Labin.Zhou Wenxing nodded slightly as she stared at his terrifying arm wreckage.

"Yes," he said, "I've seen wolves."

Jania looked at Chirabin, who seemed suddenly interested in the sight of the skyline.She felt a little weird, but she continued, "Do they have any intention of attacking you?"

"No, I feed them occasionally."

"With poultry?"

Zhou Wenxing shook his head.There was a gentle expression on his face.Jania repeated the question before he replied, "Not from animals."

"You feed them grass and fruit?"

"They're not going to take that kind of food from a stranger."

"That……"

"Use the thing just now." Zhou Wenxing said, "That's what you call monsters."

Jania knew that the expression on her face froze for a few seconds. "So," she said, "you're a monster hunter, aren't you? You hunt monsters all over the world with your tricks?"

"Nothing like that, I don't like dealing with monsters."

And you came out of the shark's stomach and gave the monster a stick - Jania swallowed the words back.She vaguely understood that this might be against the rules, and Chirabin reminded her not to expose the magician's tricks.She remembered that she screamed the moment Zhou Wenxing appeared.It was not so much fear as an outlet for confusion and depression.But she screamed anyway, like she wasn't the type to confront a drug-dealing ex-boyfriend with a pistol.Thinking about it made her regret it.She almost said angrily: "Then you killed wolves to feed them?"

"No, it's just that I don't know how to dispose of the corpse. There is too much flesh and blood left. If it is not disposed of, something else may grow. But that was not the original purpose. I just did it as a last resort."

"What kind of last resort?" Jania asked.

She didn't know if it was a taboo question, but the words had already flowed out of her mouth.She took a quick peek at Chirabin, who was still studying the skyline with great interest.But Zhou Wenxing turned his face away, and asked in a tone as if asking for advice: "Why would you do something you have to do?"

"I... I try to avoid doing things I have to do."

"What if it can't be avoided?"

Jania wanted him to give a more concrete example.But when her gaze met Zhou Wenxing's brown eyes, she suddenly realized what he was talking about.It wasn't completely voluntary that she came here tonight, at least she would not have been willing to fool around with two strange men in the middle of the night.She was here because Zhou Wenxing threw her a bait, and that was the source of her bad luck tonight.

"You have a brother," she said hesitantly, "and he's seriously ill."

(End of this chapter)