Chapter 115: Whoever dares to do it, I will hit whom

Some time ago, when several female mice were not pregnant, there were several bloodsheds.

The reason for this is nothing more than anger and redness.

The matter of robbing women is always so endless, even if the human beings of later generations are already the masters of the earth, with thoughts and beliefs, they cannot avoid it, and I often hear that so-and-so broke up with his friends because he liked the same woman.

What's more, in order to reproduce, in order to reproduce, they have to be eaten by female creatures while mating, which is a certain kind of insect, and Wang Yang has forgotten their names.

This is really a soup and fire, at all costs.

Here I have to sigh at the charm of female creatures.

Because the male rats have matured, they have become interested in the newly grown female rats next door, and fights are inevitable.

It is impossible for Wang Yang to stop them from fighting, the law of survival of the fittest cannot be eliminated even in the breeding world, and whoever can win the love battle with his own ability shows that it is stronger, and its offspring may be healthier.

This is like the war between the chicken boss and the chicken brother at that time, and Wang Yang also did not intervene.

In this fight, three male rats were killed, and the injuries of the winning ones were not light, so they had no intention of fighting again, and honestly guarded a few beautiful girls to play.

Two days ago, there was another fight, and I don't know what the reason was, it can basically be ruled out that it was a breeding relationship, and several female mice have been isolated by Wang Yang.

They are likely to see each other unhappy, or they feel that their territory is not big enough and they have no sense of security, and anyway, they are fighting very badly and in a mess.

A dozen or so immature mice were frightened and shrank aside.

Wang Yang felt that it was still a matter of territory, because he had just been captured and domesticated, the wildness was still there, and his awareness of the domain was quite strong, and he always regarded himself as a wild survival, and always had a competitive attitude towards his companions.

It was at this point that Wang Yang realized that the territory might not be enough.

Now there are seven more female mice pregnant, and if all of them go well, a litter of five to ten will give birth to thirty-five to seventy young mice.

With the addition of the previous ten or twenty, the number is almost a hundred.

Imagine that so many rats live together, and as soon as you enter the depths of the cave, you will see the mess all over the ground.

As a result, there will be a lot of fighting in the future, and fearless deaths will become more frequent.

No keeper wants to see their animals die at their own hands.

This matter must be dealt with as soon as possible, rats do not wait for people, their reproduction is growing at a geometric rate, even if their reproduction speed is not as fast as that of the little mice in later generations, but it is still very fast.

Wang Yang didn't expect that when the number reached a certain level, the constant space would make it impossible for them to get along.

At least not the current amount.

He didn't say anything and buried himself in the solution.

He gathered the people together and led them to the right side of the canyon.

This is the place where the fiber was dried before, and it is also the place where Wang Yang often sits, and there is a big stone in it.

After calling the people, he sent a stone axe to dig up the soil.

As mentioned earlier, rats like to burrow, and when they are playing, they don't know where to hide, and Wang Yang needs to know exactly where they are and how many they are in order to manage.

Therefore, it is impossible to leave them with soil to hide.

The soil in the canyon is very thin, and only small flowers and grasses can grow, which cannot support the trees with large root nets, and it is easy to dig, and the soil is quickly cleared, leaving the rocks.

Then Wang Yang went to move small stones, pad them in an area where there was no soil, and finally collected a large number of small trees to build a large house.

The house is large, the size of two rabbit hutches, connected to the inner side of the hill.

The amount of rope spent is also incalculable, and the remaining rope is almost completely consumed, and it is no longer possible to make a net.

Wang Yang is not distressed at all, he still has two spare nets, which may not be used in the coming year.

By the time these are done, more than four months have passed in winter, and in another month or so, spring will come.

This is the time when you are truly at leisure, the food stored is still abundant, the work at hand is almost done, and you don't have to worry about anything, just calm down and rest.

He didn't want to be idle, so he had enough to eat and had nothing to do, so he estimated the area of the orchard.

The reclamation of the orchard is quite optimistic, and the area has already exceeded 100, with more than 100 square meters, thanks to the daily hard work of the little friends.

Wang Yang let them rest for a few days, and the friends finally had a rest, and they had a lot of fun, and dressed up the snowman there, just like the snowman that Wang Yang made at the beginning, and dressed up the wild boar hair, mouse hair, and messy hair on the snowman.

This scene reminded him of the Chinese New Year when he was a child, when everyone built snowmen and had snowball fights.

Calculate the time, it's almost the New Year.

He also made a snowman, but he didn't have that much dress, and he was the purest snowman, of course, it can also be said to be a big and a small snowball.

A few days passed in a flash, and the friends began to get busy again, Wang Yang went to the orchard with them, and the adults also participated in a part.

Wang Yang didn't really want adults to dig these things, he hoped that adults could put their energy into practicing slings and spear throwers, after all, there was a specialization in the art industry, and it was more beneficial to strive for excellence in a certain aspect.

After some time, the seven pregnant female mice were born.

They have given birth to more than 50 small mice, and the current number has reached more than 80, and the reproduction is very terrifying.

Wang Yang left the mother mice and the children in the cave, and moved the other mice to the big house outside.

In the same way, he locked up the rats for several days to familiarize himself with the new environment.

A few days later, the rats were released.

They look at the fresh world, feel the sunlight different from the firelight, listen to the echo in the canyon, and stare at the restless chicken boss.

Everything is so amazing and new for them.

The little mice who have not yet set foot in the world are very uneasy at the moment they go out, whether it is a civet cat with sharp claws, or a colorful chicken boss, or even a harmless little rabbit to humans and animals, they do not seem to be kind.

They cautiously hid and observed, but when they looked at it, they found that they didn't have such a strong desire to attack, and they didn't show the momentum to threaten themselves.

Whenever this happens, Wang Yang will turn his head and say "woo" to the little guy on his shoulder.

"See, your mother abandoned you at the beginning, thinking you were weak, and now your brothers and sisters, and juniors of lower rank, are less courageous than you."

"And I feed them every day until they have round bellies, and if they dare to cause trouble, I have to slaughter them."

The little guy tilted his head to look at him, and responded with two words.