Returning to the mountains, Banbu has a feeling of "leaving home and returning to the boss", and he doesn't know the way!

After the growth and change of vegetation in spring, summer and autumn, everything is so unfamiliar, I can't tell which mountain I was born in, my eyes are blank, I don't know which way to go.

In the mountains, the number of cockroaches is still huge.

There was no trace of the expected snakes, rats, and birds.

Banbu immediately thought of two possibilities: another powerful Red Cockroach warrior had arrived near the mountains; The original Red Cockroach Clan warrior was still alive, and he suddenly disappeared before, probably hiding in a safe place and sleeping to evolve.

As soon as the thought came out, I vaguely felt that there was spiritual power sweeping over my body, and then, on the mountain peak in the distance, a huge cockroach fluttered its wings and rose into the air, like a red flame, flying towards it.

It was fast, no less than any flying bird ever seen in the jungle, and its huge body landed straight in front of Zebra.

"Huh!"

An exclamation sounded in Bambi's head, and his entire body was grabbed by a pair of claws.

The giant cockroach pinched the spotted cloth with the tips of its forelimbs, held it high in front of it, and looked over and over again.

"I remember you! That little black guy hiding under a rock! ”

"Squeak! Chirping! ”

Zebrabu flapped his wings desperately, making angry sounds, and his antennae emitted angry pheromones.

Judging by the smell, the huge cockroach in front of him was indeed the Red Cockroach Tribal warrior who had sheltered him at the beginning. It really didn't die, but evolved, and it should be a critical metamorphosis, evolving from an L9 intermediate warrior to an L1 senior warrior.

"I thought you had the best chance of becoming a tribal warrior! Haha, sure enough! ”

The warrior of the Red Cockroach tribe was a little too excited, and did not care about Banbu's anger at all, and checked it again and again for a while before putting it on the ground, and said with some regret:

"How do you get darker and darker? It's ugly! ”

Banbu tidied up his wings, and he didn't know how to answer, he was meant to pick up the leak, but the other party didn't die.

is not dead, the life seeds on the mountain are all owner's things, and the things that are missing must be yellow.

However, it's not a bad thing, judging from the other party's emotions, not only is there no hostility, but they are also very close. Judging from the inheritance of memory, he now has "elders of the same clan" and strong warriors to support him.

"My name is Flame Cluster Spotted, little one, what's your name?"

"Oh, I forgot, you're too young to use your mind to communicate."

This Red Cockroach tribal warrior also has a name.

Banbu remembers that "Flame Cluster Spotted Grass" is a rare plant, and from the aesthetic point of view of the Flying Fire Cockroach tribe, it belongs to a particularly beautiful plant.

It seems that the names of these primitive intelligent races are arbitrary, and they are directly named after plants and trees.

"My name is Bambi."

Zebrabu struggles to use mental power to transmit information.

"Zebra...... Yes!? ”

Flame Tuft Spotted Grass was frightened, flapped his wings, took two steps back, stared at Spotted Cloth for a while, and asked:

"You...... How many metamorphoses have you experienced growing up? Why...... You've learned how to communicate with your minds? ”

Flame Cluster Spotted Grass became vigilant again and asked, "Who?" Who taught you? ”

For Banbu, who is still weak today, using mental power to transmit information is extremely energy-consuming, and just passing on a simple four words, the brain is dizzy.

Banbu paused for a long time to recover from his dizziness, pointed to his head with his front paws, and reluctantly replied, "Memory." ”

"Passing on memories? Inherit the memory and this? Flame Cluster Spotted Mao was puzzled, and scratched his head with his front paws, and said to himself:

"The more you are favored by the true gods of nature, the more knowledge you will awaken."

It is a common problem of wisdom, blaming "God" for things that cannot be understood, and branding it as "God", and everything that cannot be understood becomes reasonable.

Banbu shook his tentacles, released pheromones, and used pheromones to communicate, echoing, "Yes." ”

Nowadays, it is too weak, and the use of spiritual power to transmit a simple message of a few words has caused the soul to be exhausted, and the spirit is sluggish, and he does not dare to continue.

Flame Tuanbanmao was stunned and suddenly realized, but he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and then asked, "Why did you leave the mountain?" ”

The cockroach pheromone communication "language" is so monotonous that it can't even form a complete series of words.

Banbu refused to answer such a complicated question.

Flame Cluster Spotted Grass followed up and asked, "You've been surviving alone?" ”

Madara shook his tentacles and replied simply, "Yes." ”

Flame Cluster Spotted Mao asked again, "Where?" Why haven't I seen you? ”

Banbu stretched out his forelimbs and pointed to the jungle below.

"The jungle is so dangerous, it's a miracle that you survived!" Why don't you stay in the mountains? ”

Zebubu was speechless, what the situation, the mountain was more dangerous, right?

Seeing that Banbu didn't answer, Flame Tuanmao sighed: "It's okay, you still know the way home, and you're back again." ”

Family?

Madara felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and inexplicably thought of the mother cockroach who was missing.

There are no accidents, and the mother cockroach certainly didn't survive the last winter.

"By the way, what's your name? Zebra? ”

Flame Cluster Spotted Grass was a talker, and before Spotted Cloth could answer, he continued to ask, "What is Spotted Cloth?" I don't have this plant in my memory of inheritance, do you? What a strange name. ”

Unable to answer, Zebra didn't bother to squeak.

Flame Cluster Spotted Mao didn't dwell on the name issue, his mind jumped out, and said, "Let's go, let's go home." ”

After saying that, he flapped his wings and took off.

Madara followed and took off.

Familiar peaks, familiar plants, and rocks that once sheltered and inhabited.

After nearly a year of growth, the saplings of the flame tufted grass have grown much taller, and several of them have traces of moving. When it was sown, it did not take into account the problem of the development space of the sapling when it grows up, so it had to be removed, which caused a lot of damage to the plant.

The raspberry bushes have nearly doubled in size, and the foliage is beginning to take shape, and it is now harvest time and full of ripening raspberry fruit.

The flame tufts landed in front of the raspberry bushes, carefully examined them, picked a ripe raspberry, and carefully peeled a grain with the tip of the toe.

"Banbu, are you hungry? Eat. ”

After speaking, he swallowed the large raspberry fruit first.

Isn't it just for this bush of berries that Banbu has worked so hard to run so far? You're welcome, pick up the one with the tip of your toes and swallow it.

Sweet and fragrant, warm and soft Force, flowing down the blood, the whole body is warm and comfortable.

Gradually, the six limbs began to weaken and weaken, and the zebu unhurriedly collected the rotten leaves nearby, chewing slowly to replenish the physical exertion. At present, the body can withstand the transformation of almost a single raspberry fruit.

Flame Cluster Spotted Grass had been carefully watching Spotted Cloth's reaction, and seeing that it had no obvious discomfort after swallowing a whole fruit, he asked, "How many times have you experienced molting and growing since becoming a tribal warrior?" ”

Madara thought for a moment and used his forelimbs to draw 3 vertical lines on the ground.

Flame Cluster Spotted Grass asked, "Three times?" ”

Banbu replied, "Yes." ”

Flame Tuanmao muttered, "That's a 4-year-old junior warrior, more than half a year, right?" It's too slow. ”

Under normal circumstances, a junior warrior can complete a molt and growth every month at a little more than a month, but Banbu's growth rate has been seriously slowed down due to the delay in breeding the god-given seed and the drought to protect the Xuncao life seed.

Flame Cluster Spotted Grass didn't know the reason, but when it was hungry in the wild, it said in a comforting tone: "You survive alone in the dangerous jungle, and this growth rate is not slow. It's okay, I'll protect you later, and you'll quickly grow into an intermediate fighter. ”

Become a mid-level warrior and there are very few creatures in the jungle that pose a threat.

"Thank you!"

Madara was touched by the kindness and care from his fellow tribes, and his feelings of gratitude were conveyed.

Flame Tuft Banmao was even more happy, excitedly waving his tentacles, flapping his wings, and said, "Banbu, you were born in my territory, you are my junior, and it is my duty to take care of you. ”

"Oh, you've molted and grown three times, what about the life seed? Have you conceived a seed of life? ”

Flame Cluster Spotted Mao thought, his emotions showing worry.

"Hmm."

Banbu replied in the affirmative.

Flame Cluster Spotted Grass was immediately relieved and asked, "What plants have you chosen to breed your life?" ”

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PS2: Farming flow, the setting is complex, and it is on the slow side, and some adventure adventures and battle plots will be considered later.