A spring rain did not stop for two days in a row.

The warm wind blows, the bright morning sun shines, and the water droplets on the blades of grass reflect the brilliant light.

The jungle seems to have suddenly awakened, insects and birds are crying, and the branches are blooming with tender green shoots, full of life.

Spring is coming.

But the warriors of the Red Cockroach tribe were nowhere to be found, and the rain took away its scent, and bold birds came to the mountain peaks and circled to feed.

Seeing the outside situation clearly, Banbu canceled the test of his flying ability, and lazily lay at the entrance of the cave, enjoying the brilliant spring light.

Waiting until late at night, the sparse cockroaches crawled out of the hibernating insects, and with the help of memory, came to the vicinity of the mountainside to watch, and then left disappointed.

Banbu did not dare to go out for a long journey, and some rats with fluffy long tails were so bold that they came to the mountain peak to feed.

"It left before I fell asleep, and if you count the time, it's been more than 5 days, it can't be an accident, right?"

Banbu thought silently, a little worried.

It is guessed that the Red Cockroach tribal warrior should have gone out hunting, fearing that it would die unexpectedly.

Without the protection of the strong, there is no guarantee of safety, and without the free food supply, you can only forage for food by yourself, and once you leave the nest, you will have to worry about your life at any time.

After another 5 days of waiting, there was still no return, and no other Red Cockroach clan warriors in the vicinity arrived.

The Red Cockroach Tribal Warrior has been missing for more than 10 days!

Banbu is completely dead, and under the pressure of survival, he begins to think about self-reliance.

After observation, it was determined that the night before dawn was the best time to go out and forage for food, when the nocturnal animals returned to their nests and the day animals were still sleeping.

The target is the larvae of moths that gnaw on young leaves in mountain trees. They are very good at camouflage, and their bodies are brown with the same pattern as the trunk of a tree, and when they are stationary, they simply blend in with the trunk and are difficult to distinguish.

Their clever camouflage allowed them to evade the bird's keen eyes, but unfortunately they couldn't escape Banbu's pursuit.

When Banbu is searching for a big tree, he first checks the condition of the new shoots on the tree, and once he finds the jagged marks that have been bitten, he immediately steps forward and carefully searches inch by inch, and he will definitely be able to find something nearby, and then feast.

While hunting, Banbu accidentally discovers that there is also a small insect in the jungle that can be preyed on, the larvae of the longhorn beetle.

These big, white and chubby creatures burrow into the trunks of trees and burrow into the interior to gnaw on wood, and the slender bodies of male cockroaches can just pass through the holes.

They are all fat people with zero combat effectiveness, killing one is enough to eat for a whole day, and the tree hole where they hide is the safest shelter, and Banbu simply does not return to the mountains and lives a sojourn life from then on.

Rest in the hollow of the tree during the day and the first half of the night, go out before dawn, search the trees for moth larvae, and when all the bugs in a tree are killed, move the nest to the next one.

Life is not comfortable, without the protection of the red cockroach tribal warriors, the activities of birds, snakes, rats and other large predators in the mountains are increasingly rampant.

On several occasions, Banbu has witnessed prey on his own species that travel at night, and has even seen an oversized cat suspected to be a bobcat or possibly a cheetah.

The common cockroach is just the existence at the bottom of the food chain of this jungle, losing its shelter, revealing its original form, reduced to outright food. A large number of cockroaches living in the mountains means a lot of food, so all kinds of predators are attracted to it.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Banbu was woken up from a nap.

Shaking the antennae, by the smell of the smell, it should be some kind of bird "knocking".

The comer is not good!

Cautiously looking out, immediately, the hard, sharp beak pecked like lightning, followed by a slender tongue.

Madara made the same swift move, swinging his front paws and slamming the tips of his sharp toes into his tongue.

Asuka quickly retracted his tongue in pain.

Frightened, Banbu hurriedly retreated to the depths of the tree hole.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The percussion is getting more intense.

"TMD, is it a woodpecker? I ......"

Banbu was frightened, and after calming down, he lost his temper and panicked.

At present, he is 19 years old, with a body length of about 12, which is much stronger than ordinary adult cockroaches, however, compared with the woodpeckers outside, they are not in a heavyweight class at all, and the beak of the other party that has just penetrated into the tree hole is more than 12 in length, and there is no possibility of head-on confrontation.

"Knock knock...... Click......"

The trunk of the tree was pecked through by the bird's beak, and the bird's tongue rolled up in the tree hole, and the tongue's sensing was sensitive, accurately locking the target position, retracting it, and then poking it out and rolling towards the spotted cloth.

Just a tongue......

Banbu stepped back as he swung his forelimbs and struck at a faster pace, stabbing with a stab that stabbed two bloody holes.

"Gollum!"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Outside the tree hole, the woodpecker chirped angrily, and then continued to peck at the wood in anger.

"It's still on the same line with me!"

Banbu was depressed, but no longer panicked, carefully examined the current situation, the depth of the tree hole is about 20, just right, the bird's beak can't get in, the length of the tree hole is about 100, and the range of activities is relatively broad.

Woodpeckers should rely on their tongues to curl food, if the insects hide deeply, they need to open a hole in the corresponding place, under normal circumstances, two or three holes will definitely be able to eat the insects hiding in the tree hole.

However, this is not an abnormal situation, and Banbu is not a meat worm that is completely incapable of resisting.

"Click......"

With great effort, the woodpecker finally opened another hole, and this time it learned its lesson, carefully sticking out its tongue to find out where the spotted cloth was, and then, with a lightning bolt, rolled towards the spotted cloth.

Banbu saw the woodpecker's predatory routine, moved his position as soon as possible, and his forelimbs were ready to attack, exerting force from the side, stabbing fiercely, and piercing two bloody holes again.

"Gollum!"

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The woodpecker screamed, furious, and pecked the trunk even more frantically, and it was about to lift the old nest of the zebra.

Madara looked out at the sky and was completely relieved.

It took a long time to peck open two holes, and it was impossible to peck the entire area of the tree trunk that had been eaten by the larvae of the longhorn beetle.

"Goo, goo......"

After a busy time, the woodpecker suddenly jumped on the branch and chirped loudly.

Spotted on a bad idea, the bad guess was soon confirmed.

"Goo, goo......"

Another woodpecker flew over, and the two birds began to work with their beaks after a brief exchange of words on the branches.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Titicaca......"

"And helpers! It's on the bar with me! ”

Banbu was miserable.

Two woodpeckers together will surely be able to peck the trunk of the tree entirely, and then there will be nowhere to hide.

Forcibly keep your composure, think sharply, and think of a solution.

After thinking about it, there is only one conclusion: death is certain!

"My soul has been mutated by the radiation of the metal core, and I wonder if I will be able to be reborn after this death."

"If you can, I hope next time it's a stronger lifeform."

Banbu can't think of a way to live, so he starts thinking about what will happen after death.

I hate these two woodpeckers, and I have worked hard to grow from cockroach nymphs to adults, and recently I seem to be able to vaguely feel the presence of the Force, and I often feel tired and sleepy, and there are signs of sleepy evolution.

It seems that it can become a Force creature at the top of the food chain, but it will fall short at this juncture.