Although Duan Chen absorbed the moth's energy, he also consciously began to shrink his energy escape range, forcing the moth to grind and could only keep approaching him.

The moth's feeding was continuous, and Duan Chen was also happy to use this white energy to repair his muscles that had exercised too much.

The narrowing of the escape range really made the moth unhappy, and the sound coming from its mouth made Duan Chen's scalp tingle—it was exactly the same sound as Dong Mo.

"Duan Chenze!"

"Duan Chenze!"

"Duan Chenze!"

The moth barked for a long time, but Duan Chen didn't fluctuate, and he didn't even eat the mosquito strings it gave, and just sat on the edge of the fish pond in the front yard, like a salted fish without dreams.

It's useless for you to cut your throat, you can only climb down if you want to grind anyway.

The moth really began to panic, and it crawled on the net for a long time, but had no choice but to crawl down the net hanging on the ground by the gate.

However, the moth only lay quietly by the door and tore the flesh on the corpse, without the slightest intention of approaching Duan Chenze, and Duan Chen was not in a hurry, anyway, it was not him who was in a hurry to advance.

One person and one insect were in a stalemate like this, until a gravel fell from the sky and smashed on the moth's head with a "bang".

The moth was smashed, shook its head, tilted its head and looked at Duan Chenze with a pair of compound eyes, as if wondering if he had smashed it.

However, in the next second, another stone also smashed into the small courtyard, and Duan Chen, who heard the sound of breaking the air, dodged in time, but the fish pond was directly smashed by this stone that was not the size of a fingernail.

Throwing objects in the air is unacceptable, who is so immoral!

As soon as Duan Chen looked up, he saw that there was already a lot of sand and dust in the net covering the small courtyard, and he didn't know how high above his head was constantly dropping things.

Seeing this, the moth crawled back into the net, and began to vibrate its wings against a head of sand, as if it was about to fly, but its chelicera were quickly packing the mosquitoes outside the gate, wrapping them into a ball of mosquitoes about the size of a human calf, and throwing them into the door of the mansion.

Duan Cheng was much more direct than it, he followed the mosquito ball into the mansion with his hands and feet, and took away the protective clothing and helmet, cold weapons, emergency whistles and lighting tools at the door, as for the protective clothing itself and the wooden warehouse left in place.

Buckle up the helmet and don't take the knife, Duan Cheng stayed quietly under the stairs that had been smashed out of a big hole for refuge, and after a while, a moth in a protective suit crawled in from the outside.

After circling the living room twice, the moth used the silk thread he spit out to firmly fasten the protective suit to himself, and crawled up and down to pull down all the silk threads arranged in the room and wound them around the stairs, and even the bat corpse on the ceiling was pulled down to cover the hole in the staircase.

Duan Chengze coldly watched this moth busy everywhere, and there was also the sound of being hit by heavy objects on the roof of the mansion, and stones falling from the sky fell on the front and back courtyards, among which the flying fragments even smashed the glass door of the living room out of a big hole, and many glass fragments even flew in front of the space where Duan Chengze was hiding.

The moth, who was busy with work, didn't care that someone stretched out the energy chain of its vitality, and directly drilled into Duan Chengze's side with a protective suit, and lay close to the person.

The moth first glued the area between the door of the mansion and the entrance with silk threads, and then used his chelella to pull the silk threads that were stuck everywhere, pulling down the entire corridor on the second floor to block the gap exposed by the staircase and the entrance partition, and all the corners were cushioned with silk threads.

So much so that when this was done, the moth's originally fat belly shrunk.

On Duan Chengze's side, the energy chain stretched out found nothing except the level of the moth, and this was the first time he had encountered a creature in the west that he couldn't do - since he couldn't do it, he didn't force it, otherwise the sixth-level moth next to him would probably do something cruel to him.

It's hard to imagine that there are so many creatures that can disguise themselves in the underground of the human settlement base in Y Province, the previous insects, mosquitoes, and even the moths in front of them.

It is impossible to perceive their presence in perception without seeing them directly, and without touching their bodies, it is impossible to obtain their specific rank.

I don't know if this is a biological characteristic of Province Y, or if it is only possessed by crypt creatures, if it is the latter, it will not be a good thing for the humans who live in this almost hollowed-out front of the crypt.

The moth didn't know what Duan Chengze was muttering in his heart, it lay quietly on the ground, and only used the insect's unique brain waves to send a message to Duan Chengze, which can probably be translated like this: The top has collapsed, stay here and don't move, otherwise I will eat you.

This kind of brain wave only exists in consciousness, and even now, research institutes around the world do not know what the principle is, and at one time classified it as a metaphysical field, because not all human beings can receive and successfully recognize information.

The only thing that can be determined is that the higher the level of the life form, the clearer the expression, in human terms, the higher the level of ability, the more recognizable the information spoken by the alien beast and the alien plant.

However, the only people who can identify it are those who can already communicate with alien beasts or alien plants, and it is very difficult for others to identify them.

Experts suggest that it is best not to rashly talk to strange beasts or plants, otherwise if there is a difference in the capacity of the consciousness of the two sides, the party with high capacity can easily destroy the party with low capacity, that is, brain death.

But at the moment, Duan Chengze's state is not something he can not accept if he wants to, and the consciousness call is different from the regular call.

Two conversations with similar capacity, if you don't want to receive, just block it, the most conventional way is to empty your brain, don't think about anything, your brainwaves don't move, and the other party can't connect with you;

However, if there is a large capacity gap to have a conversation, then sorry, the party with low capacity does not have the right to refuse.

That being said, in fact, none of the scientific and biological circles can accurately define what "consciousness capacity" is, but there are various explanations in the metaphysical community, which are, in the words of Duan Chengze's high school class teacher: "The government really makes you eat too much."

It can be seen that the moth in front of him will feed him, instead of eating it in one bite is how kind it is, although the end is to be eaten, but it is not good to survive for a while.

However, Duan Cheng observed the behavior pattern of the moth all the way.

Throw the mosquito group first, then fly up to confirm the situation, and after climbing in, he just dragged the silk thread to strengthen the small space under the stairs, and never had the intention of going to the second floor to transport the reserve grain down - the bullet holes at the door and the messy footsteps on the stairs clearly indicated that a group of members of the fourth battalion with more than three people had entered.

In addition, he observed before, when the moth took the corpse from the second floor, it broke the window glass first and then pulled it.

Moreover, before he came in, the moth did not pay any attention to the meaning of the "reserve grain" he had thrown on the ground from the time he dropped the corpse to the time he entered the door.

All in all, this moth doesn't eat people at all!