Chapter 4 Thinking about shrimp sheng

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Underwater.

The water is surging and tranquil.

In the "stone house", a red crayfish of about ten centimeters is crawling on the ground, lying quietly.

Suddenly, the tentacles of the shrimp head trembled, the black whiskers shook, and Yang Lingtian opened two dark and small eyes.

Ten pincers and claws moved in unison, got up and walked towards the "door", pushed open the stone door with all their strength, and rushed out.

"Gollum"

"Gollum"

The small red figure blistered, and the subtle sound of water dispersed into the distance.

Ten limbs slide, and the crayfish floats towards the surface of the water.

"Bang la la"

Ripples and ripples, Yang Lingtian emerged from the water, and the huge prawn head looked around.

It was night, and the exact time was unknown, and it was pitch black as far as the eye could see, with no fireworks in sight.

Only the fluorescence emitted by a little unknown mosquito reflects the starry sky in the sky, carefully observing the starlight in the night sky, I breathe a sigh of relief, and the starry sky is no different from the previous starry sky.

Beidou, Qiming, the moon, etc. are all there, and they are still on the earth, since they can be reborn as shrimps, sometimes I wonder if it will be like some online literature.

In the rolling body on the surface of the water, in the distant insects and frogs, there is a feeling of "dancing".

"Goo-goo"

There was a cry in the abdomen, and I wondered that it had been no less than ten hours since noon, and I was hungry again because of the deficit a few days ago.

The delicacy of the snail is still in the mouth, and it agitates and suddenly rushes out.

In the direction of progress, there is a family of snails about seven or eight meters away, and the number is about thirty or forty.

Due to congenital limitations, the range of motion is greatly restricted, but the only food within a radius of more than ten meters can not be forgotten.

Of course, it does not mean that there are no other creatures within ten meters, and similar crayfish intrude from time to time, including other large fish and swimming snakes.

This made him very unhappy in his heart, and regarded the land of Fangyuan as a forbidden place, and was actually regarded as nothing by "others".

Of course, unhappiness is just unhappiness, self-knowledge is still there, if it weren't for the hard carapace of his body and no two flesh, he would have entered the belly of "others" a long time ago.

A ten-centimeter-long crayfish can also bully snails and insects, and when they meet other creatures, they can only shrink their heads and become turtles, no, turtles can abuse themselves thousands of times here.

Crayfish is known as an invasive alien species, with strong survival ability and reproductive ability, and can eat any dead fish, rotten shrimp, soil, and insects, but these are all deeply hated by Yang Lingtian.

As a different kind of crayfish, he has his own insistence, eating only fresh meat, and firmly refuses disgusting foods such as bugs.

So now only the snail is a delicacy that can be caught and accepted, and naturally as a "neighbor" not far away, it has poured mold for eight lifetimes.

In my thoughts, the "delicious" is close in front of me, and several pieces of gravel have emerged in front of me, with potholes and moss all over the place, among which the small black dots are the most eye-catching.

The bottom of the water here is only tens of centimeters deep, but it is not the shore, and the distant view is still a vast and boundless water.

Lift the huge tongs, pick a grape, pluck a "snail fruit", put it in front of your eyes and look at it, if you still have an expression on your face, it must be happy and interesting.

According to the noon "shelling" method, the delicious and tempting food will appear in front of you.

I didn't think about anything else, and continued to wave the big tongs, tearing off the snail meat piece by piece, and throwing it into my mouth leisurely.

"Let's chirp"

"Let's chirp"

After chewing a few bites and slumping down, the warm feeling spread throughout the body again, that is, the food is being digested rapidly.

In other words, why crayfish can become an invasive alien species and destroy the local ecological balance is because of its strong reproductive ability and survival ability.

To put it bluntly, it can be eaten!

Its powerful digestive system can eat and digest everything, and its requirements for the environment and food cannot be lower.

When I was a human being, there was a saying called "eating soil", and for crayfish, it is really able to eat soil and absorb nutrients for survival in it.

Yang Lingtian opened the bow left and right, and after a while, a field snail went down, and the one in front of him was three points smaller than the noon one, and he stroked his stomach with the second pair of small pliers, which was only half full.

Half-satiety......

I was a little puzzled, it seemed that the amount of food had become a lot larger, and I didn't think much about it, holding up the big tongs of the "right hand", and the red serrations bit the hard shell, and "picked" the next "tragic" snail again.

"Click"

"Click"

The subtle sound came out, the crayfish is a knife, and the snail is the fish, which is the truth, and the nail does not run, and in a moment, the fresh and delicious food is presented in front of you.

The first pair of large pincers, the second pair, and the third pair of small pincers, dancing at the same time, opening the bow left and right.

"Hiccup"

The first pair of large pliers is attached to the back, and the second and third pairs of small pliers stroke the abdomen back and forth, and the lower body is erect, walking with humanized steps.

Shaking three times one step at a time, shaking his body and walking back, as if the overlord was patrolling his territory, the "heroism" in his heart spontaneously appeared.

After swaying, he returned to the small stone house and continued to sleep.

Life went on like this.

Late at night......

Morning......

Midday......

At night......

Time passes, repeating the same life, like a replay of movie clips, and like falling into a nightmare loop.

The years seem to be going day after day, time after hour, and the silence continues, and the ancient well has no waves, until one day......

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Yang Lingtian came to the "canteen" again, looking at the few snails left with some numbness, the recent drowsiness has been getting bigger and bigger, and the amount of food he has eaten has increased day by day.

These are fine, but the most frightening things for him began to happen, his memory began to deteriorate, and his thinking ability and logic became weaker and weaker.

I am constantly forced to recall the past every day, and I keep thinking about things in my heart, but the nature of the crayfish genes is also constantly playing a role.

I forgot about it when I thought about it, I fell asleep in the middle of the memory, and the thing went towards the abyss of unpredictability.

He deeply understands that the brain capacity of a crayfish cannot contain the information stored when he is a human, and he does not know what kind of wonderful state he is in at first, and he is still very conscious.

With the growing sense of identity substitution of crayfish, coupled with no one to communicate and learn, maybe one day it will really become an ordinary crayfish.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder deeply, panic, unease, and full of confusion about the future.

"No!"

"I'm not reconciled!"

"I, Yang Ling, was born as a human being, and I am the pride of the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds!"

"Even if it is a shrimp, you have to live a brilliant life, and you have to be that different shrimp!"

The mind is constantly angry and roaring.

"Gollum"

"Gollum"

Dozens of centimeters underwater, a more than ten centimeters, the red crayfish is constantly dancing its body, looking a little crazy.

The ten claws waved wildly, and their bodies twitched one after another, like an electric shock, bringing up strings of water droplets.

Long......

Slowly......

The small red figure stopped, and the shrimp figure sat on the ground without an image.

"Whew"

"Whew"

Yang Lingtian gasped, calmed down, did not explode in silence, died in silence!

vented, but the result was to no avail, mechanically waving the big tongs, skillfully picking off a snail, concocting it as before, and began to eat silently.

I don't know why, in the past, a snail was already full, but today I don't feel it.

I was a little puzzled in my heart, and I didn't think much about it, so I continued to take down the two in front of me, and the wind and clouds were torn down, and I felt a little bottom in my stomach, but my heart was strange.

Another ......

Two ......

Three ......

Until the last snail went down to the stomach, this time a total of eight snails entered the stomach, plus thirty in the past, the "snail family" of the thirty-eight members here has been wiped out.

As for why I remember it so clearly, it is naturally the result of deliberate exercise, although the reality is very frustrating, there are still some results that are better than nothing.

If the simplest memory of counting is wrong, then the huge amount of information and complex data in the mind will be lost long ago.

"After the meal", he walked in a figure-eight step as usual, staggering around the territory, which is something that cannot be shaken after the daily "meal".

All the way down, as before, sleepiness hit, and I returned to the cave with a bulging belly.

"The snails have all been eaten, and the next thing should be the group of "small fish"." I thought to myself.

There is a group of small fish about thirty meters south of the cave, as for the specific species is not clear, there are hundreds of millions of creatures on the earth, and the known and unknown are all remembered.

The only thing that is certain is that other crayfish have preyed on these small fish, proving that they are safe, non-toxic and delicious.

"呲呲"

Pushing the "stone gate" to close the cave, but today he did not fall into a deep sleep as before, but slowly twisted his body indiscriminately, forcing himself to wake up, and the limited brain cells of the crayfish kept running at high speed.

Yang Lingtian, who boasted that he was not weaker than others all his life, was willing to succumb to fate so easily.

Others only see him shining the glory of the world, where can they think of the hardships he has endured and suffered.

As an orphan, every drop of knowledge and every bit of nutrients I have acquired has been obtained through a lot of hard work.

Who can imagine that the sixteen-year-old Mizuki University is a special student and genius, and he is still studying hungry every night; The knowledge of the new era is easy to obtain, but the advanced knowledge is still limited, and each learning material is accumulated by tons and tons of mineral water bottles.

Who can imagine that young doctor who is peerless and famous in the world of biology will spend time in the laboratory, thousands of boring experiments, data and information that break through the sky, and even several thrilling times when life and death hang by a thread.

This gave rise to the name of "Dr. Yang", and even Haval's "Desperate Yang", and then there was the epoch-making "Peach Enzyme".

So even as a crayfish, he is not willing to be ordinary.

In addition to the commendable survival ability of the crayfish, it is actually completely at the bottom of the food chain, and he is not willing to live his life in such a mess.

He wants to break the shackles, break the shackles, break the shackles, and he has never been in awe when he sets foot in the realm of God, but only has a dedication to the goal.

In evolution, if you can go from human beings to "gods", then the "peach enzyme" in the animal kingdom and even the crayfish world is 100% existent.

It's just that how to create the "peach enzyme" of crayfish is very challenging, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is more difficult than climbing to the sky.

It's a bit decadent to think of this, it's really harder than climbing to the sky.

"Huh?"

While thinking about it, I felt a little itchy in my lower body, and unconsciously waved the big pliers to scratch it.

"Huh, what is this?"

After tickling it, he raised his paw again, and when he saw a piece of red hard carapace attached to the pliers.

His brows furrowed deeply, and he looked at the carapace on the big pincers, and gradually fell into a trance.

Suddenly!

"Boom Boom"

"Boom Boom"

"Boom Boom"

The shocking information flashed in his mind, and his "face" showed a look of ecstasy!

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