Star Cockroach

The clumps of midsummer were hustle and bustle, and the sound of insects and birds kept on day and night.

In the noise, Banbu was busy in silence.

Before dawn, you need to go out to prey, fly around the grass, collect dew, and water the **** grass seed.

Go out for predation at noon, and then ride in the bright sun to collect and transport the white jade mulberry and Yingri fruit, and throw them at the entrance of the anthill where the big heads harvest ants.

The scales of cricket ants are growing rapidly, probably more than tens of thousands, and they have super strong digestive ability. They are not picky at all, not too much. They scoop up the flesh and collect seeds.

The loquat cloths carefully inspect their dried seeds every morning until the mulberry and the Yingri fruit are completely mature and landed.

Scabbard spends several days rummaging through the rotten flesh, and the end result is unsatisfactory.

The probability of the birth of the Force Seed in nature is too low. It is just luck to harvest a 荀 grassland species, and no original white jade mulberry or Yingri fruit was found.

The giant harrier harvesting ants also found the existence of mulberry trees, and took pains to move the seeds. They hoarded uneatable grain this year.

A very interesting thing happened. After a heavy rain, the ant colony began to migrate under the nearest Luan tree.

At the beginning of the period, they thought that they were intimidated by the breath released by them, and chose to move. Later observations revealed that both ants were moving in and out.

It turned out not to move, but to split up. To be precise, it should be called split nest.

For some ants, the queen queen who flew to the ground in order to increase the chance of survival, chose to join forces to open up the empire and quickly pass the weak period.

When the ant empire grows to a certain scale, it is necessary to inhibit the ethnic group from continuing to expand. Depending on the food situation, two different results occur: insufficient food, and the strong queen will cause the worker ants to kill the weak queen. There is plenty of food, and the weak queen queen will choose to leave wisely, with a group of worker ants, a small amount of young pupae, and some food, looking for a new place to open up their empire, which is "dividing the nest".

Zhan Bianbu is curious about this, and at the same time, he is not very optimistic about the one that broke out, because there will be no rainfall for the next ten days, I am afraid that it has encountered a drought or a fixed dry season climate.

Continuous scorching sun exposure, the land is dry and cracked, the water vapor in the air is nowhere to be found, there are no clouds, the air is dry, and the dew condensed between the grass leaves at night decreases day by day and eventually disappears.

The water of the Luanxi River is cut off, and Banbu must run to a long distant water pond to fetch water, and water the Yarrow grass to plant seeds to maintain its vigorous growth.

The common yarrow that the ant manages to harvest is not so good. The drought and lack of water, the leaves slowly turn yellow, and the buds stop growing. The vitality of this grass is also tenacious, entering a semi-dormant state, and being half dead is not dead.

In the terrible knot of eyes, the second batch of larvae of S. horned locusts hatched out in no time. They almost frantically ate the young leaves of the cricket herb and stopped growing.

The crickets harvested ants and they were helpless.

The cricket cloth is desperately hunting and killing. It is very luxurious. Each sword-horned locust eats only two of the most fat hind legs, and the other parts are either buried under the sedge grass or thrown to ant neighbors.

The barnyard field was destroyed. Most of these poor little ants did not harvest a few barnyardgrass seeds this fall. I wonder if they could survive the long winter.

The loquat cloth husks and dries the leg meat, which is not eaten, and puts it in a dry room opened inside the black boulder for storage.

Time is flowing, and after a month, the cloth shows signs of fading and growth again, and becomes drowsy and lethargic.

In the bad dry season, if not watered, the barnyardgrass species that have not grown into a plant may be sun-killed.

There are also abominable sword-horned green locusts. If they are not killed in time, they will wipe out the weed species.

Babu dare not fall asleep, even if she must rest for a while after working hard, do not dare to sleep too much, lie on the mouth of the cave, wake up intermittently, check the surrounding conditions, and kill the courageous grasshopper locust , Release angry pheromones, forming a deterrent aura.

He Bianbu firmly believes that the situation should improve after the dry season and the starving nymph nymphs that die of starvation.

The drowsiness is like a curse. It is continually brewing thick, stubbornly fighting against the law of body growth with the will of the soul.

A difficult battle lasted for more than ten days.

There has been no rainfall for 20 consecutive days.

I can be sure that it was not the dry season but the drought.

In the jungle, the tops of many lush and tall trees began to yellow, the grass on both sides of the stream withered, and the water ponds dried up.

Swordhorn locust nymph populations have decreased sharply, and they either starve to death or flee elsewhere.

Two ant puppets, many ant carcasses are carried out every day, piled together, and slowly piled up two hills.

The little flower snake that had originally settled nearby disappeared. It may have been killed by heat, or it may have gone to other places to avoid disasters.

The cricket spotted some regrets, regretting that he had recklessly planted the yarrow seed, and now no water source can be found for watering. The mature leaves of the yarrow seed have begun to turn yellow, and are half-wilted.

If the drought continues, it will certainly not survive.

There is no other way out of the spotted cloth. It can only take a lot of effort to bring a large number of values, set up a simple pergola, and block the sun's exposure. Can you survive it?

The cricket cloth couldn't hold on any longer, went deep into the chamber, and fell into a deep sleep.

Uh ...

In the deep sleep, a great deal of information about the inheritance of the God-given seed awakens, imprinting the memory of the soul:

"The life-growth of the god-giving seed is very different from the life-growth of ordinary seeds. Growth requires the absorption of a large amount of force, so you must choose a place where the force is rich. The best way is to bury the rough in the ground, so that you can Help it thrive ... "

"Junior soldiers ca n’t choose the god-giving seed as the life-giving seed. UU reading www.uukanshu.com because the evolution is asleep, it is the key time for self-growth, and the key time to conceive the life-giving seed. The god-giving seed will consume a lot of force, Delayed time, junior soldiers are weak and will be dragged to death ... "

Uh ...

"Why don't you wake up early for important knowledge about life?"

"What's so special is to fix the dead sheep ..."

"But I was not dragged to death ..."

Waking up drowsy, his consciousness was a little vague, and he was weaker and weaker than the first evolution.

I made another turn around the borderline of death and was lucky to survive again.

The carcass was exhausted, weak, and the room was dark, and the vision was a bit blurred.

The long-lost damp air, the first response came, and in the deep sleep, the drought had passed.

I took a few leaves that padded the chamber, rested for a while, recovered my energy slightly, climbed up, and got into the dry storage room.

I was very good. I had two failures. The third one was a success. The storage room inside the black boulder was not affected by the moisture, and the dried meat was kept intact.

I ate most of the inventory in one breath, received nutritional supplements, somatic cells rapidly split and grew, physical performance gradually recovered, and the dull carapace glowed a metallic luster.

Examine himself, L3 junior fighter, body length 22, body shape has changed slightly again, just a little bit to the most suitable form for combat in the concept.

He opened his mouth and spit out a purple-gold seed, and a faint pale purple halo exudes in the dark. This is the god-giving seed just born and the second seed.

The spotted spot specially opened a small hole in the drying room and deeper, which was used to store this special seed, which is so rare.