Star Cockroach

Returning to the mountains, Bianbu has a feeling of "Little Boss Leaving Home," and he doesn't even know the road!

Vegetation has grown and changed in the spring, summer, and autumn seasons. Everything is so strange. I can't tell which mountain I was born on. I don't know where to go.

In the Laoshan Mountains, the number of cockroaches is still huge.

I didn't see the expected snake, mouse and flying bird.

Bian Bianbu immediately thought of two possibilities: a powerful redhead tribe warrior came near the mountain; the original redhead tribe warrior was still alive, and suddenly disappeared, I am probably hiding in a safe place to sleep and evolve.

As soon as the thought came out, I felt a faint consciousness sweeping from my body, followed closely, and a distant mountain peak, a huge cockroach fluttered into the sky, like a red flame, flying.

The cricket is fast, no less than any flying bird that has been seen in the jungle, and its huge body landed directly in front of the spot.

"what!"

The sound of exclaiming sounds in the spotted cloth, and then the whole body was grasped by a pair of claws.

The giant cockroach pinched the cloth with the tips of its forelimbs, raised it in front of it, and looked around.

"I remember you! The little black guy hiding under the stone!"

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The loquat cloth vibrates its veins desperately, making angry sounds, and the antennae emit angry pheromones.

Smell judged that the huge cockroach in front of him was indeed the Red Tribe warrior who had sheltered himself. It really did not die, but evolved, it should be a key transformation, evolved from L9 intermediate soldiers to L1 senior soldiers.

"I thought you had the most hope to become a tribal warrior! Haha, it really is!"

The tribe and tribe warriors were a little overwhelmed with excitement, and they didn't care about the rage, they checked it over and over for a while before putting it on the ground, and said with regret:

"Why are you getting longer and darker? How ugly!"

I spotted and trimmed the veins and wings, and I didn't know how to answer. The original intention was to pick up the leak, but the other party was not dead.

I haven't died, and all the creatures on the mountain have the Lord's things, and the leaks must be yellow.

However, it is not a bad thing. Judging from the emotional side of the other party, not only is there no hostility, it is also very close. Judging from the inheritance of memory, he is now regarded as a "sibling elder" and has strong fighters to support him.

"My name is Yan Tutu, my little fellow, what's your name?"

"Oh, I forgot, you are still young and don't use divine communication."

蠊 This Red Tribe warrior also has a name.

Banbu remembers that “Flameweed” is a rare plant. It belongs to the particularly beautiful plant in terms of the aesthetics of the Feitianhuo tribe.

It seems that these primitive intelligent races are named casually, and are named directly after the vegetation.

"My name is Banbu."

Zanban cloth uses mental power to convey information.

"Banbu ... Ah !?"

Wu Yan was scared, shaking her wings, taking two steps back, staring at the cloth for a while, and asked:

"You ... how many times have you gone through growth? Why ... did you learn to communicate with God?"

Wu Yan was wary again and asked, "Who? Who taught you?"

For today's fragile plaque, the use of mental power to transmit information is extremely energy-consuming. Just passing the simple four words, the brain is dizzy.

Zanbanbu paused for a long time before recovering from dizziness, pointed his head with his front paw, and reluctantly replied, "Memory."

"Inheritance of memory? Inheritance of memory still has this?" Fire Cluster spotted doubting, also scratched his head with his front paw, and said to himself:

"The more you are taken care of by the true God of nature, the more knowledge you will awaken."

Hagiwara is a common problem of wisdom. He pushes incomprehensible affairs to "God", and imprints "God", and everything that is incomprehensible becomes reasonable.

The blob cloth shakes the antennae, releases the pheromone, uses the pheromone to communicate, and echoes: "Yes."

Nowadays, it is really too weak. Using the mental power to transmit a simple word of information will lead to exhaustion of the soul, debilitating spirit, and dare not continue.

Wu Yan was so drowsy, suddenly realized, but could not restrain the excitement in his heart, and then asked, "Why did you leave the mountain?"

The "language" of cockroach pheromone communication is too monotonous and scarce to form a complete discourse.

He Bianbu refused to answer such a complicated question.

Yan Yan followed and asked, "Have you been living alone?"

The blob cloth shook the tentacles and simply answered, "Yes."

Yan Yan asked again: "Where? Why haven't I seen you?"

Zhanban cloth stretched out his forelegs and pointed to the vast jungle under the mountain.

Wu Yan exclaimed, "The jungle is so dangerous. It is a miracle that you can survive! Why don't you stay on the mountain?"

Banbu is very speechless, what is special, the situation at that time, the mountain is more dangerous, okay?

When Yan Yan did not answer, she sighed: "Fortunately, you still know the way home, and you are back again."

Family?

There is something in the taste of the spotted cloth, and the inexplicable thought of the missing cockroach mother.

There are no accidents. The mother cockroach must not have survived the last winter.

对 "Yes, what's your name here? Banbu?"

Phoebe quinquefolia is a word, and Bianbu continues to ask, "What is Bianbu? I don't have this plant in my inheritance memory? What a strange name."

I couldn't answer, Bambu was too lazy to squeak.

He Yan did not dwell on the name issue, thinking abruptly, and said, "Go, let's go home."

After I finished speaking, Flutter took off.

The spotted cloth followed.

Familiar mountain peaks, familiar plants, and the stones that once hid.

After nearly a year of growth, the saplings of F. flamingo have grown a lot, and several of them have traces of movement. When it was planted, it did not take into account the developmental space of the saplings when they grew up, so it had to be removed. This method has caused considerable damage to the life-spanning plants.

The size of the raspberry bush has almost doubled, the foliage is dense and flourishing, and it has begun to take shape. Now it is the harvest season, and it is full of the ripening raspberry fruits.

Pygmy tufted grass fell in front of the raspberry bushes, looked carefully, picked a ripe raspberry, and carefully peeled a grain with the tip of the toes.

"Banbu, are you hungry? Eat."

After talking, I swallowed the big raspberry.

Is n’t it hard to run this far away for the bush? Also polite, twist the one with the tip of your toe and swallow it.

It is sweet and fragrant, warm and soft, flowing along the blood, and the whole body is warm and comfortable.

Gradually, the six limbs began to become weak and weak, and the spots were not tight, and the nearby corrupt leaves were collected, and chewed slowly to supplement physical energy consumption. At present, the body can almost bear the transformation of a raspberry fruit.

Flame cluster spot grass has been carefully watching the blob's response ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Seeing that it has not noticed any discomfort after swallowing a whole fruit, he asked, "How many times have you experienced molting growth after becoming a tribal warrior? "

Bianbanbu thought about it and used his forelimbs to draw three vertical lines on the ground.

Yan Yan asked: "Three times?"

He answered, "Yes."

Wu Yan murmured, "That's the 4th-year junior fighter, is it more than half a year? It's too slow."

Under normal circumstances, junior fighters can complete molting growth every month at a little more time. The growth rate is seriously delayed because of the breeding of the god-giving seeds and the drought-protecting weeding species.

Flame cluster spotted grass did not know the reason, only when it survived in the wild without hungry, said with a comforting tone: "You survive alone in the dangerous jungle, this growth rate is not slow. It does not matter, I will protect you in the future, You will soon become an intermediate warrior. "

Become an intermediate warrior, few creatures in the jungle can pose a threat.

"Thank you!"

He Bianbu moved his heart and expressed gratitude for the kindness and care from his family.

Wu Yan tutu is even more happy, waving his tentacles, flapping his wings excitedly, and said, "Bob, you were born in my territory, my junior, it is my duty to take care of you."

"Oh, you've grown molted three times. What about your life? Have you given birth?"

Wu Yan thought that her emotions were worrying.

"Ok."

I have a positive answer.

Wu Yan Tuo Mao Mao suddenly felt relieved and asked, "What plants did you choose to breed your life?"

PS1: New books rush to the list, ask for recommended votes

PS2: Farming flow, complicated settings, slower heat, will consider adding some adventure adventures and battle plots later.