Chapter 9: Settle, evolve

As a soldier of the Galactic Federation Terran, Bian had received rigorous military training and had a steel-like will to fight.
Even if he is going to die, he must do his best to teach these two abominable woodpeckers before death.
The loquat cloth was shrunk at the top corner of the tree shrew, raised its forelegs, and the hind legs were charged, intending to rush out as soon as the tree shrew was pecked off and take the initiative to attack.
Although the tip of the toe is sharp, it is too small to penetrate the feathers of the woodpecker. Even if it is penetrated, it can only cause skin trauma and must attack the eyes.
The cricket cloth intends to take advantage of its unpreparedness and blind a woodpecker's eyes before dying. If it succeeds, it will be a lot of respect to die.
"Go! Go!"
A scream of a woodpecker suddenly sounded outside the linden tree.
"Grumbling ..."
A miserable cry.
The sound of cricket pecking came to an abrupt end.
He was surprised, waited for a moment, strengthened his courage, and looked out through the pecked hole. He saw the brown and black striped scale body slowly passing through the hole.
Viper scale?
Or jungle python?
The stern cries judged that a woodpecker had been preyed on by surprise!
"Mum, mum ..."
Crying angrily, he flew away with the sound of flapping wings.
After a short while, the python slid down the trunk.
The jungle returned to calm.
The loquat cloth carefully drilled out the tree shrews, quickly looked out and quickly retracted.
I saw no trace of the woodpecker, nor did the python go, and a fatal crisis was so resolved.
The hiding tree shrew was pecked with scars and holes, and the cloth was afraid to go out easily. He dared to go to the dark, ventured away, and quickly climbed to the lower part of the mountain to find a new insect worm and kill the beetle larva inside. , After a full meal, I guess there is no danger for a while, let me fall asleep.
In the middle of the night, my Majesty woke up, recovered from exhaustion, and began to think about it: losing the shelter of the tribe warriors, the cockroaches living in the mountains attracted a large number of predators, and they must be transferred away from the wrong place!
I thought, taking the time, I acted immediately.
Climbed down the mountain, into the vast jungle, running quickly in one direction.
A rushing river blocked the way.
It may also be a stream coming down a mountain range, but it is too small at present, so it looks extraordinarily wide and becomes an insurmountable nature.
It will be bright.
The cricket cloth climbed up a large tree and stood on the top of the tree to watch. There was a sufficient distance from the mountain to the mountain, and there was only a trace of cyan shadow in the eyes.
"Almost escaped the danger zone?"
"The sky is white, and the sky is about to dawn. It must be lurking."
Baubu pondered, and began to search in the forest, looking for the trunk that had been stung by the larva of the beetle. He planned to repeat the trick, kill the insects that eat it, occupy the tree puppet, and slowly eat all the insects on the tree, and then change One, continue to live in a relatively safe way ...
However, I thought for a second and thought it was wrong: "What if I was caught by a woodpecker again? I almost buried the bird yesterday."
"Underground camps like ordinary cockroaches are even more unsafe. Predators such as snakes and sniffer can smell the scent and can easily dig."
For the cloth with human wisdom, it is not a difficult problem. After a little consideration, I decided to look for a large tree with sufficient branches and leaves to rely on, dig the soil under the tree, and build a nest.
Take advantage of its small size and strong roots to block intruders.
In the process of searching, Banbu found another more ideal shelter—a black boulder standing in the jungle!
Tried it with my front paw, it was hard enough.
The mottled cloth looks around. There is a small grass near the boulder, and there are lush primitive ancient trees nearby. There must be many bugs weaker than themselves, so there is no need to worry about food.
A good place for Li An to stand up!
He didn't hesitate much, and moved his claws to dig under the boulder. It took a lot of effort to dig a passage and open up a space for accommodation.
Rest until noon and continue to dig deep into the rocks.
In the spotted consciousness, the feeling of molting is becoming clearer, food demand is increasing, and sleepiness is increasing.
Drowsy after eating, hunger and hunger after waking up, need to eat a lot.
The 19th growth of molting is a transformation from ordinary life to force life, genetic evolution, leap of life level, and I am afraid that it will take a long time to sleep.
The mottled cloth must guarantee its absolute safety while sleeping.
Since the nest is tilted downwards along the stones, considering that rainwater may flood in the rainy weather, after digging inward for a certain distance, it simply turns abruptly and goes straight down to form a "N" shape.
The first to the lowest point opens up a bit more space, allowing rainwater to penetrate deep into the ground, named "drainage depot"; the first to the highest point can be used as a dry storage room for food storage; the second to the lowest point is used as A hideaway cellar in danger, stocked with leaf fragments for emergencies.
The vast excavation project took almost half a month, and the "safe shelter" was finally completed.
The cricket cloth could not hold on any longer, shrinking into the deepest chamber and falling into a deep sleep.
Uh ...
"Booming ..."
The thunder sounded terrifying, and the earth seemed to tremble.
"I'm ... Banbu, a human? A cockroach? A branch of the Flying Huo tribe, a red tribe, a warrior ..."
The dappled cloth woke up.
Weakness and weakness, dryness and dehydration, dizziness, and confusion.
Almost instinctively, I started to chew the leaves in the room, ate up all the leaves in the storage room, and finally felt better, my body was replenished, and my consciousness was slightly restored.
"Success ?!"
"Almost failed!"
"The thunder awakened me, otherwise I would stay asleep until death."
Sorting out the situation clearly, it took a lot of brainpower, and suddenly a headache.
Zanban cloth only felt unprecedented weakness, such as the beginning of a serious illness, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu. Com recovers, but the nutritional reserve is extremely scarce. The whole worm seems to have only one empty shell, and its internal organs and muscles are all ...
I felt uncomfortable, as if the whole was hollowed out, leaving only one exoskeleton, unable to lift strength.
"Food! A lot of food is needed!"
The spotted cloth climbed up to the storage bin.
I do n’t know how long it has elapsed and what I have experienced during that period. Before falling asleep, Bambou hunted and killed three beetle nymphs, dried them and stored them. Now they are spoiled and moldy and completely inedible.
Go to the drainage warehouse to check again. It ’s terrible. The rainwater is slowly rising and is about to flood into the storage bin.
"It won't rain so hard in spring, is it ... summer?"
Combined with the temperature, Banbu roughly confirmed that she had slept for more than a month during her 19th molting, and slept directly from thick spring to summer.
"Early summer? Midsummer? Or directly into the late summer rainy season?"
Bian Bianbu thought, but fear for a while.
When I was a human, I was promoted through cultivation and experienced similar genetic evolution several times. I also needed to fall asleep.
The difference is that human beings have mastered high-end technology and possessed specialized nutrition cabins. Each evolution takes place in the nutrition cabin. There are professional scientific and technical personnel on duty, full-time monitoring of various body data, intelligent system calculations, fine-tuning nutritional supply, and it is easy and fast to complete the evolution.
Now reduced to cockroaches, without any scientific and technological means, and without external nutritional supply, all of a sudden, genetic evolution has become extremely dangerous, and every molting growth is a test of life and death.
This time, Bianbu can be said to be successful or to be failed. He could barely wake up after a short while, and lost his life in a lethargy. It was the roar of thunder that awakened him and pulled him back from the edge of death.