Rainy spring.

The seven-headed bamboo rat warriors led by the Rat King excavated the dark reservoir on the top of the Red Pao Peak.

The first piece of fertile farmland was cleared by the big bear, the white bamboo, and the small white bamboo.

Banbu personally went to Chipao Peak to inspect a circle, and on the way back, he hunted a Gouju Mountain Mang for dinner.

In the past few years, under the deliberate hunting and hunting, the number of Gouju Mountain in the Jinping Mountains has been suppressed, and the number of pheasants and hares has skyrocketed. However, the hare and the pheasant were both the food of the Hook Mountain, and with a little slack, these hateful pythons multiplied wildly, even more than ever.

"Isn't it time to organize the warriors of the county and hold a python hunt this winter?"

Banbu pondered in his heart, he couldn't eat an adult Goju mountain python alone, cut it hard, and threw it to the ordinary small cockroach in the territory.

It is early spring, which is the peak season for their development and reproduction, and meat is a great supplement.

In recent decades, all kinds of things have been busy, and they have no heart to maintain the balance of male and female cockroaches, and they don't even have the energy to feed most of the time.

"The life of the wind chimes enters the final countdown."

"After the wind chime, you need to choose a little warrior to settle in Li Zhufeng, and the only place must be the birth of Li Zhufeng."

"Isn't it time for me to take good care of the ordinary little cockroaches in my territory?"

Zebra is also selfish.

At present, the red cockroach warriors who have settled in Li Zhufeng, red rice and belly bamboo are from the continent of all countries, fire thorn is picked up by Camellia oleifera, Long Zhu is the direct junior of the wind chime, and a stupid red rice is his direct junior.

At the level of the cockroach king, which has a thousand-year lifespan, red rice and crown pear are less than a few years younger than zebra.

There is also a possibility that in the future, the heir worm of Lizhu County needs to be selected from other warriors, and Banbu certainly hopes to be his direct junior.

Thinking about it, I left an extra eye, and my eyes swept over the ordinary little cockroaches that grabbed food, and I felt that there was a little guy who was particularly fierce.

Look closely, it's true.

The strength is obviously greater than that of other small cockroaches, swaying left and right, and it is easy to squeeze away from the other small cockroaches that are grabbing food, and occupy a large piece of animal meat on the bones of the python alone.

Madara watched for a while, and noticed that the little guy was very good at eating.

can eat and have great strength, which means that if you have a good congenital physique, the probability of the Force awakening is greater.

After eating, the little guy tore off a shredded piece of meat with great difficulty, dragging the army of cockroaches that withdrew from the competition.

Running all the way, I got into the bamboo forest formed by the bamboo species of the spotted hemp bamboo not far away.

In the bamboo forest, there is a living nest room dug out, which is very open, and there are a lot of bitten bamboo leaves in it, drag a few pieces, cover the shredded meat, and then lie on the broken leaves and start to rest.

"Interesting!"

Zebrabu remembers the nesting chamber where this little cockroach lives.

Eat well and rest for the night.

The next morning, I got up early and made a daily round of territory.

Entering the jungle, he deliberately hunted a hook and dragged it back.

Mental power scanned to find the small cockroach that he had noticed last night, but found that it was not in the nest room.

The bloody breath of Gouju Mountain attracted hundreds of thousands of ordinary small cockroaches living in the territory to gather in front of Banbu's residential cave, waiting eagerly.

There are a lot of little guys, they all look similar, the smell is mixed, and the spotted cloth can't tell which one is yesterday's.

After thinking about it, he felt that he was not hungry, so he simply chopped up the whole corpse and fed it.

During the feeding process, I paid close attention to the observation, and soon found that one of them was particularly strong, and in the dense army of preymen, he alone occupied a large piece of fat python meat.

Breath sensing, yes, it's the one from yesterday.

The unusual, unusually strong little guy seems to really hope that the Force will awaken, and after eating, he will drag a shredded meat and hide it in the nest room to make a late-night snack.

Banbu still has something to do away from the mountain for a while lately, so he beckons to the big head and asks him to keep an eye on this little guy on weekdays.

Grab the red rice and set off for Kikko Peak.

As early as 3 years ago, the Tortoiseshell Fujien Garden of Kikko Peak gave birth to the third God-given seed.

The size of the garden is not large, and it has been proven that this plant has a higher probability of giving birth to a god-given seed than any other plant. This is a particularly important finding.

However, until now, there are only two small warriors who like tortoiseshell vines: tortoiseshell vines and tortoiseshell dragon vines.

The solution is to assign some small warriors who like herbs or vines to settle down and help with the work in normal times.

Madara himself went to check the terrain, plan to expand the scale of cultivation of tortoiseshell vines, and also determine the distribution of young warriors.

With the support of sufficient financial resources, a large number of warriors were promoted to mountain masters, and their lifespan increased to 150 years old, and the development of the insect population was like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger, and before you knew it, the number of warriors in Lizhu County exceeded 500.

The number of young warriors born in Lizhu County every year has stabilized at more than 5, and with the number of young warriors born in the Continent of Nations sent by the caravan, the number of warriors has increased to more than 10 every year.

Among them, only a few are the mainstream plants of Lizhu County, such as bamboo, rice, walnut, pear tree, peach tree, and chestnut tree.

Most of them like a variety of other plants.

Tortoiseshell vine is tenacious, and its cultivation is relatively simple and monotonous. It doesn't matter if the little soldier's plant preferences don't match, he usually manages the biogas digester, watering and fertilizing, loosening the soil and hoeing grass.

Banbu inspected a large circle and planned to expand the scale of tortoiseshell vine cultivation to 16 square kilometers within 10 years, and then send three little warriors who like herbs or vines every year for 10 years.

Further on, it depends.

The general direction of development was finalized, and the red rice remained, and the two planning details of the tortoiseshell vine and the tortoiseshell dragon vine were planned.

Banbu went to other peaks of the mountain range and inspected them in turn to confirm that all the work was carried out in an orderly manner, and then returned to Li Zhu Peak.

When I returned to the mountain, the first thing I did was to get close to the bamboo forest to check the growth of the little cockroach before.

Next to the bamboo forest, a combat soldier ant of the large-headed ant colony led dozens of trumpet soldier ants to guard.

This battle, something is wrong.

Zebrabu's spiritual power scanned.

The entrance to the nest where the small cockroach lived was hidden by bamboo leaves.

There are subtle force fluctuations.

The Force Awakens! Inside the nest, small cockroaches are sleeping and evolving.

"Banbu, your territory is about to give birth to little warriors." Redmi was lying at the entrance of Zebra's dwelling hole, looking in high spirits and listless.

At this afternoon, there is a lot of work on the mountain that needs to be personally directed by the big head to keep the ant colony busy, so he invited the red rice to help take care of it.

"Yes." Banbu replied, in a good mood, and asked, "Red rice, how is rice cultivation this year?" ”

"It's not going to make much progress." Hongmi sighed: "The rice seeds sent by the caravan are all from the Continent of All Nations, and they have long been played by those ants, and it is impossible to produce results." ”

"We have searched the swamps on both sides of the Jinjiang River in Lizhu County and Yabai Mountains, and we have searched for it many times, and we can no longer find new barnyard seeds."

"Then go to the Dragon Bamboo Continent and the Guanli Continent to find them?" Ban Bu said: "You and Red Rice will select two clever little warriors, and the next batch of giant dragon bamboo fruits will be ripe and sent over to find them." ”

"Okay!" Hongmi, who was listless at the last moment, immediately jumped for joy when he heard the words, waiting for Zebrabu's words.

As the number of warriors increased and the scale of the plants operated expanded, the greatest value of the dragon bamboo fruit gradually evolved into the search for rare plants, and all the mountains were keen on it.

Only one batch of bamboo fruit is produced every 10 years, and only 9 copies of each batch are kept in Lizhu County, the number is too limited, and the competition for places is fierce. Red rice presides over the distribution, and in order to avoid suspicion, it has not been selected from the little warriors who like rice.

Clearly, Redmi was not happy with this.

Seeing this, Madara immediately understood that this guy Redmi was deliberately pretending to be from himself. Helplessly, he shook his tentacles and scolded:

"I'm back, you can get out."

Without being driven away by the zebra, Red Rice had already hurriedly instigated his wings to leave, telling the good news to the other little warriors who lived in the rice fields.