Two hundred and thirty-three, the evolution of the golden beetle
"Nima, it's finally here!"
Yang Ze looked at the hole that was chased by the demon beast but accidentally exploded, and really felt that time flew by.
"Brother Bu, you keep walking, and if you walk at this speed for another half a day, you will be able to see the border wall of the Chu State. We're going to do our part here. ”
"What's the matter, Brother Yang won't go back with me, where should I go if I want to find you in the future?"
"Come on, pretend to be addicted, right? Hurry up, Lao Tzu has other things, if you want to find me for a drink in the future, go to the Divine Doctor Pavilion with your daughter-in-law to find me." That's it, get out of here!"
Bu Yuting was kicked in the ass by Yang Ze, and he didn't forget to turn around and hug him, and then walked towards the border wall. Looking at this stupid "wolf killer", Yang Ze never told him that the old man he met in Longxi Forest was his village chief.
A woman has been waiting for him for almost twenty years, and if Yang Ze tells him his other identity, it will be too cruel for that woman.
Looking at the dark and secluded hole on the side, Yang Ze leaned over and got in. If you want to go back to Qinglong Village, of course, you can enter the mysterious space from the crack under the broad-leaved forest, and then come out of the fairy cave is the shortest shortcut.
In the dark, Yang Ze did not have much impact due to the particularity of his eyes, so his walking speed was not slow. At this moment, the little pumpkin that had been hanging around his neck and had been ignored by him suddenly launched a glimmer.
If Yang Ze was outside, he might not have found it, but in this dark environment, he was a little surprised.
"Hey, little one, finally know how to wake up. ”
This little brother of his, who had been sleeping on his neck since the Chaos World, seemed to be waking up now. At this time, Yang Ze simply picked off the pumpkin and sat on the ground waiting for the little guy to wake up again.
What Yang Ze didn't know was that this little golden beetle had woken up in the space of Jian Song a long time ago, but he fainted and didn't notice it that time.
Looking at the small pumpkin, a colorful light cocoon is constantly deforming and wriggling.
"Hey, last time I remembered that the color of this cocoon was very bright gold, but now it has become colorful. And it's so much bigger than the original, and it's almost taking up the entire pumpkin space. ”
Yang Ze was only a little surprised by such a change, after all, this little golden beetle could not be calculated and understood by common sense at all.
"Hah, here we go!"
I saw that the colorful light cocoon had just shimmered and now emitted an extremely dazzling light. For a while, the entire underground space was illuminated as if it were daylight.
Yang Ze's movements were still fast, and he immediately covered his eyes with his hands, otherwise he would have to be blinded.
After waiting for a long time, the bright light of the light cocoon gradually converged, and at this time, Yang Ze looked at the pumpkin with a very strong curiosity, he really wanted to see what the golden beetle had become at this time, would it become more powerful, was it full of thorns, or did it have huge forearms like a praying mantis?
But after looking for a long time, everything was found.
"Shenma situation? It's not like evolution has lost itself. ”
According to normal thinking, it is very normal for insects to turn into butterflies, and sometimes they are two or three times larger than the size. However, although this place is empty, it can be seen at a glance. But let's not talk about butterflies here, not a single fly.
"It's not going to be like this, is it?
Thinking that most of the huge spiritual heart went into the little guy's stomach, I thought that I would be able to rely on it to go back, but now this guy is gone.
"Hey, forget it. ”
After all, they met once, and Che took his own life. Looking at the little pumpkin on the stone, Yang Ze was still reluctant to throw it away, and before leaving, he grabbed it and wanted to keep it as a souvenir.
Just as my finger was about to touch the pumpkin, I saw that the little pumpkin melted away as if the snow had melted.
Yang Ze shook his head, still regretting that when this thief didn't even have a thought for himself, the same little pumpkin appeared on the stone again, and it was the same as just now in terms of structure and shape.
Such a scene could scare Yang Ze unconsciously, and he suddenly conjured up a pumpkin armor to wrap his body tightly, and then turned on the special function of his eyes to look around.
Yang Ze's first reaction was that he had stepped into the phantom array, and just now it was the withdrawal of the illusion in the phantom array. He didn't think that anyone else in this world could conjure something as unique as a pumpkin except himself.
However, no matter how he looked at it, there was no trace of a formation in this underground space. Since it's not a formation, what happened just now?
Yang Ze's divine sense poured into his eyes, and at this time, he looked at the pumpkin again, it was okay not to look at it, but this look really blinded him.
Magnify...... Zoom in again...... Zoom in again......
With all his mind in his eyes, Yang Ze saw clearly at this time what kind of thing the golden beetle had evolved into after this period of dormant sleep.
"Nature's creation is amazing......"
Looking at this scene, all Yang Ze could not forget was this sentence. It turns out that this little guy has evolved, and it is very successful. It's just that it has evolved itself into a microorganism, maybe even smaller than a microbe. After all, Yang Ze didn't have such a specific idea in his heart.
The gold beetle is still the same gold beetle, but it has shrunk by an unknown number of times. The most awesome guy is actually able to reproduce asexually, that is, it divides from the body like a leech, or it can be understood as cell division.
And the little pumpkin just now was made from the accumulation of countless invisible gold beetles. At this time, Yang Ze carefully realized the unbroken spiritual connection between him and this group of golden beetles.
Just now, because he didn't see anyone, this kind of connection was habitually ignored by Yang Ze. Now it's different, just now he had been thinking about the little pumpkin, so the golden beetle turned into a pumpkin.
Thinking of this possibility, Yang Ze was completely hilarious. He tried to think of a little bird in his mind, only to see that the pumpkin in front of him immediately turned into a golden bird. He found that the bird was exactly what he had in mind.
After changing several shapes, Yang Ze came to a conclusion: he was the king of this group of golden beetles, and his consciousness was the consciousness of this group of golden beetles, and they would rearrange it by perceiving their intentions.
"I have a shape, but it would be nice to be able to fly and run. ”
As soon as this consciousness was generated, the golden bird on the stone immediately flew up with its wings around Yang Ze.
Yang Ze was also at a loss for what to do by this scene, both happy and regretful.
"Such a small man has a fart, and he can't use the flying magic weapon, so it would be nice to get bigger, so that he can run around in the sky like those pretending to be forced. ”
Yang Ze's idea had just been generated, and he saw that the little spiritual energy that he had accumulated since the sea of qi had been drained clean, which he planned to use to make his genes stronger.
I saw that the aura was empty, and the little golden bird that was half the size of a palm immediately became larger, and suddenly became a big bird with a wingspan of more than three meters. In a quarter of an hour, this group of golden beetles actually developed the group so big, which Yang Ze did not expect.
Yang Ze saw with his own eyes how that scene happened just now. One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight, eight becomes sixteen...... I'm afraid that this kind of reproduction speed can be the first in the world.
Yang Ze tried to step on the golden bird's back, and as soon as his mind moved, the bird swayed and flew up.
...... to the left ...... to the right
After a period of adaptation, Yang Ze found that he didn't actually need to give instructions by himself, as long as he thought in his heart, the golden bird would move.
"Fuck! This time, I, Yang Ze, can finally be awesome. ”
At the end of the cave was the crack, and at that moment a large golden bird soared from the ground to the sky, and in the process it was so fast that even he was amazed. This speed was almost ten times that of those he had ever seen, and it was not the fastest.
In the flight, it was found that this big bird needed those aura in the sea of qi when it was bred, and after it was formed, such a high-speed flight did not cost Yang Ze's own aura at all, and even the divine sense did not consume the slightest.
In other words, the entire population of the golden beetle makes up this large bird as an independent individual. They can sustain themselves by ingesting the aura in the space, so this is not much stronger than those who control the magic weapons of flight.
If you want to talk about running away in the future, I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can compare to Yang Ze.
Just as Yang Ze was stepping on the golden bird and flying around in the sky, there was a sudden tremor in the spatial crack, and a beautiful figure stepped out of the crack. Her haggard expression and bloodshot eyes were all deplorable.
The movement that happened below, Yang Ze received the information as soon as possible. This golden bird is composed of golden beetles, and each golden beetle is connected to Yang Ze's heart, so what the golden beetle sees will be fed back to Yang Ze as soon as possible, so as soon as Mo Qinglun appeared, Yang Ze found that things were unusual.
"Xianggong, where are you?"
Looking at the endless grassland in front of him, Mo Qinglun really didn't know where to look for Yang Ze. But what about all this? Thinking of what happened in Qinglong Village, she could only hold on tightly to the last hope in her heart.
The sun was dazzling, Mo Qinglun looked up at the scorching sun, as if something was rushing towards him. By the time she saw that it was a big, golden bird, it was too late to dodge.
"Are you still going to die? In fact, it is not a good thing to go to an early evening photo gathering. ”
After a few days of running around and tired, coupled with exhaustion, I suddenly fell backwards as soon as it was dark in front of my eyes......