The Amazon rainforest in the early morning swept away the gloom of last night.

The sunlight dispelled the dense forest fog like milk, and the dew on the leaves flowed with a colorful halo.

The loud song of the howler monkey echoes over the jungle.

Every rainforest animal is greeting themselves with a happy expression that they will live one more day.

……

However, the ant-jasmine of the leaf-cutting ant tribe has a gloomy gaze.

As the youngest squad instructor in the tribe, she has the responsibility to keep every member safe.

The two tentacles of the ant jasmine quivered incessantly, eagerly catching every breath in the air.

She was in no mood to admire the brilliant colors of the dewdrops, let alone listen to the melodious singing of the howler monkeys.

Shuttling through the woods, she was fast, almost running wildly.

She was followed by 4 members of her team, Ant Peach Blossom, Ant Orchid, Ant Tung Flower, and Ant Apple Flower, all with sad faces.

Yesterday, one of their teammates, Ant Sunflower, went missing and didn't come home all night. According to the rules of the tribe, all ants are not allowed to go out at night, so as soon as the day dawns, they put down a qiē, and under the leadership of the jasmine instructor, they frantically pursue all the way.

Finding a partner in the jungle is a high-risk job, because you often have to travel to unfamiliar places, and strangeness means unpredictable dangers.

They must not shout out the names of their partners, because what appears to be a sunny rainforest is actually full of dangers. They run tirelessly in silence, like a pack of hunting dogs searching for rabbits. The antennae on their heads are their most sensitive noses.

……

Suddenly, the antennae of the ant jasmine trembled violently, and she smelled a faint breath, familiar, but fishy.

The smell made her heart shiver, and there was a faint sense of foreboding, and as soon as she waved her hand, everyone immediately stopped.

"It should be nearby, let's go our separate ways to find it!Stay safe!" she said in a deep voice, "If you find it, you will send a smell signal." ”

The tentacles of the four team members quickly clicked, and everyone divided into five paths, like five gusts of wind, and disappeared among the fallen leaves of the woodland.

In just a few minutes, there was a smell signal from the direction of the ant orchid, and everyone went away, and saw from a distance that in a clearing, the ant orchid knelt on the ground, covering her face with her hands, trembling all over.

A strong panic stung the hearts of every ant, and the ant jasmine instructor arrived first, and what came into view was a huge funnel-shaped sand pit, in which there were three corpses, one lying on his back, it was the ant sunflower who had been missing all night.

The antennae of the ant jasmine trembled violently, and then hung down weakly, the sadness in her eyes was so heavy that she was out of breath for a while, and at this time yesterday, Sunflower was still rubbing her shoulders and backs intimately with herself, laughing and laughing all the way, talking about gossip that she heard from nowhere.

And at this moment, the familiar smile was replaced by a cold corpse, and Ant Jasmine couldn't accept it, but she had to accept it.

Every day there are sisters who go out, every day there are sisters who die and go missing, the jungle is so big and they are so small that a gust of wind can make them disappear and a drop of rain can cripple them.

For ants, every day may be the last day of life.

The queen told them that you can't live in fear every day, you must live in hope every day, even if you can't see the sun tomorrow, but the courage and strength exuded by your smile today will inspire your partners who will live tomorrow, and pass on this hope to every day and every generation......

This is the jungle, and this is the law of survival in the jungle that belongs to ants.

……

There was a flurry of footsteps, and the team members arrived, followed by kneeling and silent crying. Begging for a living in the jungle, although they have long been accustomed to seeing life and death, the sisters of the same root and close comrades-in-arms who get along day and night are lying silently in front of them at this moment, like a withered and broken fallen leaf.

They still can't face this qiē.

The only thing that made them feel a little relieved was that the pit was in shambles, and they could see at a glance that there was another corpse like a rotten pineapple lying in the pit, which was the owner of the pit, the murderer of the sisters, who was also dead.

The owner of this pit, they are all too familiar, is the natural enemy who has preyed on their countless sisters and made them gnash their teeth--Antlion Frog Wuji.

However, they know very well that in the trap pit where the antlion occupies the right time and place, no matter how strong the soldier ants in the tribe are, it is impossible to kill an antlion, even if it is a team battle.

Because the antlion is cunning by nature and will follow the soil, and the ant is not good at making holes in the quicksand, the cunning antlion waits for you to be exhausted, and then breaks through the soil and suddenly attacks, making you unguardable.

Even the full-time fighting soldier ants are helpless against the antlions, not to mention that they are only responsible for collecting food, and the worker ants who are shorter than the soldier ants.

Ants are like antelopes on the African savannah, and this natural enemy is the lion that is good at ambushing and hunting them, no matter how many antelopes there are, they can't fight the ferocity and cunning of lions.

Then, the one who avenged their sisters was probably another one, curled up like a shrimp-like blue bug, this bug has a very strange shape, not only has a rare blue shell, but even the antennae on the head are also blue, and the strange thing is that there are many scary antennae, there are thousands, but there are only four hands and feet.

Where the hell did this bug come from? I've never heard of such a bug in Ant Valley, so I really want to ask.

It's a pity that this blue worm rolled its body and didn't move, looking at the messy sand grains in the pit, there were obvious traces of fighting, and it must have died with Fly Wuji.

……

Suddenly, the antennae of the ant jasmine slowly swept the direction of the blue insect, as if a long tongue was tasting the taste of the air.

"He's alive!" she whispered, jumping into the pit.

The ants don't know who he is, but it's definitely not the ant sunflower, her whole body has been sucked out of the flesh, whoosh! They also jumped down with the instructor, their sharp teeth already open, if the damn antlion was still alive, they would tear him to pieces!

But I saw that the ant jasmine walked straight to the blue insect, leaned down, and the tentacles just touched the insect's face.

Suddenly!

The bug jumped like crazy!

Frightened, the female warriors of ants, including Ant Jasmine, exclaimed in surprise and took a few steps back in unison, and the youngest Ant Apple Blossom sat on the ground with a stumble.

This blue worm that suddenly jumped up and scared off half of the life of the ant crush was naturally the shrunken human Yu Qiyun.

In fact, Yu Qiyun woke up early, woke up at dawn, and was infinitely annoyed, he obviously set the alarm clock at half past ten at night, why did he sleep until dawn, he heard the sound of small footsteps outside the pit, since the shrinkage, he found that his ears were getting more and more smart.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, I don't know what is coming, is it friend or foe? I hope I am a vegetarian. Now it's too late to escape from the pit, and the best way to save your life is to lie down and pretend to be dead.

……

Pretending to be dead is the instinct of a jungle animal to survive, thinking that human beings also came out of the woods?

You can't forget your roots. We have to remember that we are always animals, although we have not been animals for many years.

But the survival instinct inherited from our ancestors' blood has always been lurking in every cell of our body. At a certain time and place, it can be activated by the will to survive.

Pretending to be dead is the same as pretending to be handsome, it all depends on acting skills.

……

Antlion, what the hell?

If you are interested in insects, you can go to Baidu to take a picture.

Attached "Diary of a Human Bug":

Xiaoqiang sat on the windowsill of the study and watched the sunset.

I saw that his face was not good, so I asked, "What's wrong?"

He hung his head: I confessed to the Ruhua of Xiao Ming's family next door last night......

I know that Ruhua is a young and beautiful female cockroach, and Xiaoqiang has always had a crush on her.

I patted him on the shoulder sympathetically: failed, it's okay, try hard next time!

Xiaoqiang seemed to be talking to himself:

She thought I didn't have a house, a car, or gas. She has recently gotten very close to the old Wang family's Da Mao.

I was surprised: Damn! Damao is an old cockroach!

Xiaoqiang suddenly stared at me with hatred:

It's all useless for you, Uncle Wang next door promised to give Da Mao a barrel of imported olive oil as a dowry.

I silently exited the study.

A man sits on the windowsill of the kitchen and watches the sunset.