This time Luo didn't call out to Cang as he once did, and he didn't even get close enough to the pit, and the huge orb in the pit had already jumped out of the ground.

Hideous and twisted, the rotten flesh of Shauns, who was squirming all the time, quickly cracked from one side, and the gray shadow flashed, and the mutated dolphin-like Cang had already pounced into Lowe's arms.

Cang's body was still the same size as it had been in the Lost Trench, and it seemed that it hadn't grown much in size during its time in the swamp.

But Luo understands that Cang's current humble form is only his exclusive privilege, and in the face of the crisis, Cang will once again become a terrifying existence that covers the sky and the sun and has countless tentacles.

Luo still noticed that the current Cang was a little different from the one in the Lost Trench, the two long fleshy whiskers on its forehead were longer, and they began to fork at the tip, and the flexible skin and fine scales made Luo faintly feel that these two fleshy whiskers might be another powerful weapon of Cang.

And the weapon that used to be, the transparent wings on both sides of the abdomen, also became narrower and longer, and the dense serrations at the edges became sharper, and from time to time there was a cold cold light.

And the most obvious change is Cang's two big cute eyes, its eyes used to be watery, always full of curiosity and timidity.

But now Cang's big eyes have been covered with a transparent film, although when facing Luo, it is still pleasant, but the coldness that was unintentionally revealed made Luo inexplicably think of his instinct.

Cang and Luo's instincts, like their instincts, have a suffocating sense of disregard for all living beings in the wilderness, just as in its consciousness, human life is as humble as dust.

But for Cang, Luo, who exists like a father, will always be its only master, this concept is deeply rooted in the blood and bone marrow, in Cang's body, Luo's blood flows, and the first drop of blood that hatches Cang is given to it by Luo.

The occasional indifference in Cang's eyes made Luo feel a little uncomfortable, but he knew that his partner was not aimed at him, but from a different life level.

Cang, who is on the same life level as the wilderness and the ice field, is, in a sense, even higher than Amandina and Murphy.

And Lowe's instincts, too.

Luo hadn't awakened his instinct for a long time, and since he entered the ice field, his instinct had become much quieter and more low-key, and Luo even faintly felt that his instinct seemed to be deliberately avoiding the ice field, avoiding being snooped on by the ice field's will.

What exactly is instinct? Why do you have a sense of self?

In the past, Luo was always hovering on the edge of life and death, and many times he had to rely on the power of instinct to finally live. At that time, although he thought about this question, he never had enough energy to think about it.

Do beings like Panis, like Heidi, or even beings like Amandina and Murphy have their own instincts in their bodies? Do they instinctively possess self-awareness as well?

Lowe didn't know the answer to that question, and he wasn't going to discuss it with Heidi. Lowe can confess the mysteries of his body to Heidi bit by bit, even the ability that he can deprive of divine power.

But as for his instincts, Luo chose to continue to hide, although as he went further and further on the path of evolution, instincts became more and more controllable over his body, but Luo still did not intend to let anyone know that instincts existed.

This is another bottom line for Lowe, and the last bottom line for Lo to remain intact.

Cang didn't know what Luo was thinking, and after being intimate in Luo's arms for a long enough time, he left Luo's always warm embrace with unfinished thoughts, like a grown child, excited to present what he cared about most in front of his father.

As Cang's gentle and low roar came out, another beast shadow slightly larger than Cang's body slowly moved out of the crack in the huge sphere.

The streamlined body, the pointed snout, the supple and sticky skin, the white belly, the two tentacles nearly two feet long, and the dark red spots on the sides of the body that look like dense fish eggs, and the pair of wings that are densely covered with spots that look like fish fins.

There is also a pair of round and smart, but slightly shy big eyes.

Except for the shyness that overflowed from time to time in his eyes, there was no difference from Cang.

No, it's longer and a little bigger.

This is! The body of the amoebic mutant worm? The amoeba mutant worm body that had been devoured by Luo and comprehended the mutation energy of the body?

Luo thinks the answer is likely to be this, of course, the body shaping ability can turn Luo into a puddle of viscous liquid, then the amoeba mutant worm body definitely has the ability to change its body into any shape it likes.

As for its true form, Luo pursed his lips slightly, he felt that Cang's aesthetics were a little special, of course, Luo was measured by human aesthetics.

This amoeba worm was supposed to be a female, and from the moment it appeared in front of Luo, it had already lowered its body and prostrated itself on the gray-white wilderness, its flexible tentacles carefully teasing the corners of Luo's clothes, like a young girl who was nervous when she saw her parents for the first time.

Luo's brows furrowed slightly, and Cang, who was secretly looking at Luo at that moment, suddenly probed his long mouth fin into Luo's arms again, rubbing it again, and let out a low sound like an explanation came out of his mouth.

And the amoeba mutant worm lying on the ground, its head hung lower, and even its entire body began to tremble slightly.

"If that's your choice, then I have no opinion."

Luo reached out and stroked Cang's smooth head, and finally whispered.

He was well aware of the significance of Cang's move, which was asking Luo for permission to accept the new member, because it was what he liked.

Luo still hadn't seen the amoeba mutant worm itself, so he still didn't know what species it belonged to. But Cang likes it is enough.

As for the ugliness of his appearance, Luo didn't care, Luo hadn't seen his instincts, and if his guess was correct, his instincts shouldn't be beautiful.

Cang finally got Luo's permission, but it still didn't stop the coquettish behavior that belonged to it and Luo, and the amoeba mutant worm still lowered its head.

It is waiting for Luo to name itself, and only when it has a name approved by Luo can it be truly recognized by Luo.

Since Cang likes it, Luo feels that it is not enough to be recognized by himself, but also needs to be recognized by the wilderness.

And the way to be recognized by the wilderness is simple, at least for Lowe.

All you have to do is say the name of the new member in person.

Yi, who has the ability to prophesy, every word he says belongs to the will of the wilderness, or the will of the ice field. Because Yi is still not sure which side he chooses between the wilderness and the ice field.

Or rather, she never considered choosing between the two.