In the middle of summer, the bushes are noisy and lively, and the sound of insects and birds is endless day and night.

In the midst of the noise, Madarbu was silently busy.

Before dawn, they need to go out to hunt, fly between the blades of grass, collect dew, and water the grass seeds.

At noon, he went out to hunt, and then took advantage of the scorching sun to collect and carry white jade mulberries and sun-reflecting fruits, and threw them at the door of the ant-barn where the big head harvested ants.

The size of the ants is growing rapidly, I am afraid that there are more than 10,000 of them, they have a super digestive ability, they are not picky eaters at all, they are not too much, they gnaw off the flesh and collect seeds.

The zebra carefully inspects their dried seeds every morning until the mulberries and sunberries are fully ripe and have landed.

Zebra spent days rummaging through the rotting flesh of the fruit, and the end result was not as worm-like.

The probability of the birth of the Force Seed in nature is too low, and the harvest of a Xun grassland seed is completely due to luck, and the original seed of Baiyu Mulberry or Yingri Fruit has not been found.

The big-headed harvesting ants also discovered the existence of mulberry trees, and worked tirelessly to carry the seeds, and they hoarded endless food during the year.

Interestingly, after a rainstorm, the ant colony began to migrate under the nearest luan tree.

At first, Madara thought that they were frightened by the breath released by themselves, and chose to move, but later it was observed that there were ants in and out of both ant towers.

It turned out that it was not a move, but a separation, which should be called a separate nest to be exact.

In order to increase the chance of survival, some ant queens choose to join forces to open up an empire and quickly survive the weak period.

When the ant empire grows to a certain scale, it must be restrained from continuing to expand, and there are two different results according to the food situation: the strong queen ant will instigate the worker ants to kill the weak queen ant and monopolize the power, which is called "choosing the queen"; With plenty of food, the weak queen will choose to leave wisely, taking a group of worker ants, a small number of young pupa, and some food, looking for a new place to open up her own empire, that is, "splitting the nest".

Banbu was very curious about this, and at the same time he was not very optimistic about the branch that split out, because there was no rain for nearly ten days, and I am afraid that it was a drought, or a fixed dry season climate.

The continuous scorching sun exposed the land to the dry and cracked, the moisture in the air disappeared, the sky was cloudless, the air was dry, and the dew condensed between the grass blades at night decreased day by day, and finally disappeared.

The stream was cut off, and Banbu had to run to a distant waterhole to get water and water the Xuncao seed to maintain its vigorous growth.

The common grass managed by the big-headed harvesting ants is not so good, the drought and lack of water, the grass leaves slowly turn yellow, and the young shoots also stop growing. The vitality of this grass is also tenacious, entering a semi-dormant state, half-dead, that is, immortal.

At this fateful juncture, the second batch of swordhorn locust larvae hatched out very unfortunately, and they ate the young leaves of Xun herb that had stopped growing in an almost crazy manner.

The big-headed harvesters are helpless about it.

Banbu hunted desperately, very luxuriously, each swordhorn locust only ate two of the fattest hind leg meat, and the rest of the part, either buried under Xun Cao's life, or thrown to the ant neighbors.

The Xuncao field was destroyed, and most of these poor little ants could not harvest a few Xuncao seeds this autumn, and they didn't know if they could survive the long winter.

The uneaten leg meat of the sword horn locust is peeled and dried, and stored in a drying room opened inside the black boulder.

Time was flowing, and after a month, Madara once again showed signs of fading and growth, and became prone to fatigue and drowsiness.

In the bad dry season, if not watered, the Xuncao seeds that have not yet grown into adults may be sunburned.

There are also the hateful sword-horned locusts, if they are not hunted in time, they will gnaw the Xun grass to the ground.

Banbu didn't dare to fall asleep, even if he had to take a break to recover his energy after hard work, he didn't dare to sleep too hard, lying at the entrance of the cave, waking up intermittently, checking the surrounding conditions, killing the sword-horned locust that dared to covet the life of Xun Cao, releasing angry pheromones and forming a deterrent aura.

Banbu was convinced that by surviving the dry season and dying the starving swordhorn locust nymphs, things should get better.

Sleepiness is like a curse, constantly brewing thick, and Banbu stubbornly resists the laws of physical growth with the will of the soul.

A difficult battle that lasted for more than ten days.

There has been no rain for 20 consecutive days.

It is certain that it was not the dry season, but that there was a drought.

In the jungle, the tops of many of the tall trees are turning yellow, the grass on both sides of the stream is withering, and the waterholes are dry.

The number of swordhorn locust nymphs has declined dramatically, and they are either starved to death or fled to other places.

Every day, many ant carcasses were carried out and piled up together, slowly piling up two hills.

The little flower snake that had already settled nearby was missing, probably because it had died of heat, or it may have gone to another place to take refuge.

Banbu regretted a little, regretting that he recklessly sowed the Xuncao seeds, and now he can't find a water source to irrigate, and the mature leaves of the Xuncao seeds have begun to turn yellow, semi-withered, and the young leaves have stopped growing.

If the drought continues, it will not survive.

There is no other way to do it, but to work hard, move a large number of values, and build a simple pergola to block the exposure of the scorching sun, whether it can survive or not, is up to fate.

Madara couldn't hold on any longer, and burrowed into the depths of the chamber and fell into a deep sleep.

……

In his slumber, a large amount of inheritance information about the God-given seed awakens, imprinting the soul memory:

"The seeds bred by God-given seeds are very different from those bred by ordinary seeds, and they need to absorb a lot of Force to grow, so they must choose a place where the Force is abundant and sow seeds. The best thing to do is to bury the rough in the ground, which will help it thrive......"

"Junior warriors can't choose God-given seeds as life-seeds, because the time of evolution and sleep is the key time for their own growth, and it is also the key time for giving birth to life-seeds......

……

"Why didn't you wake up sooner when you don't have important knowledge about your life?"

"This is a special remedy......

"Yet I wasn't dragged to death......"

Woke up groggily, a little confused, weak, and weaker than the first evolutionary metamorphosis.

I went around the border line of death again, and I was lucky to survive again.

The body is exhausted, weak and weak, and the vision is a little blurred in the dark room.

The long-lost humid air, Banbu was the first to react, and in his sleep, the drought had passed.

Eat a few leaves from the bedding room, rest for a while, regain your strength a little, climb up, and burrow into the dry storage room.

It's good, there have been two failures, the third can be considered a success, the storage room inside the black boulder has not been touched by the moisture, and the jerky is well preserved.

Eat up most of the inventory in one go, get nutritional supplements, somatic cells divide and grow rapidly, physical energy gradually recovers, and the dull carapace glows with a metallic luster.

Looking at himself, the L3 junior warrior, with a body length of 22, has changed slightly again, and is gradually changing to the most suitable form for battle.

He opened his mouth and spat out a purple-gold seed, emitting a faint pale purple halo in the darkness, this is the god-given seed that has just been conceived, the second life seed.

A small hole further down in the drying room was specially carved out to store this rare and special seed.