Chapter Twenty-Six: The Secret Prisoner

In the past two days, the number of people in white coats who have entered and exited this big room has suddenly increased, they first muttered for a while, and then opened the top cover, and took away a few of their kind with iron clips, they still don't know what they do with their kind, and suddenly the little black ants are full of longing for the iron clips, hoping that they will be caught out, so that there may be hope of escaping. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Baldfoot, do you want that iron clamp to clip you out?" So the little black ant asked Baldfoot. "No, if you get caught in an iron clip, you will be pinched to death to make a specimen!" Bald said tremblingly.

"Not necessarily, if being pinched to death is the final fate, they won't let us live until now!" Small black ants induce baldness.

"And what do they mean they put us in this black box?" Bald asked helplessly. "This question can only be answered by going out." The little black ant said to the bald feet.

"Then if you want to get out, the iron clamp will clip you out?" Bald paused for a moment and said nonchalantly.

"But at least don't hide out of the reach of the clip." The little black ant argued. After that, as long as the iron clamp reached into the black box, the little black ant and the bald foot struggled to crawl under the iron clamp, but the iron clamp always seemed to ignore the efforts of the little black ant and the bald foot, and once the bald foot was clamped, but fell down again in mid-air. The bald foot was so regretful that it couldn't do it, but the little black ant laughed at it for not being hungry during this time and eating too fat.

The opportunity finally came, the little black ant and the bald foot were successively sent into a small crystal box by the iron clamp, the short clamping process made it almost suffocated, the little black ant panted, and then look at the bald foot, haha, it is worse than the little black ant, foaming at the mouth, almost rolling its eyes. This time, a total of more than 50 ants of the same kind, the person in the white coat carried them, and walked out of the room in a sway, he came to the aisle, a beam of sunlight swept across the small box, the same kind expressed extreme interest, caused a lot of commotion in the box, in a trance, the little black ant felt the warmth and brightness of the sun.

The person in the white coat went up to three floors and turned into a room, the room was particularly spacious and bright, there were more than a dozen people in the white coat who were constantly busy, on the side of the room by the window, there were six or seven crystal boxes, some of the boxes were empty, some of the boxes had their kind or specimens, the people in the white coats casually put them next to a pile of boxes, the little black ant looked at the same kind of people in the opposite box, and always felt that they were a little strange, but for a while I couldn't say what was different, and the same kind in other boxes were also looking at them.

"Look at a red-eyed brother in that box, what's on his back?" Bald told the little black ant to look at one of its kind in the third box. There was a place on the brother's back that towered over, distinctly different from theirs, and it had a pained expression, its eyes half-squinted, and it didn't want to move at all.

"Like human ears!" The little black ant said to the bald feet. "No way, we ants only have thin wings, and it's hard to fly。。。。。。 How do you grow human ears? Bald said instinctively retorted.

"I didn't say it's a human ear, but if you look closely, do you look like a human ear?" "It's a bit like that, but we ants don't grow that kind of thing, and he's certainly not us ants. Moreover, the group ant is the strongest man on Earth who currently carries several times its own body weight。。。。。。 ”

"But look at his pointed mouth, long tentacles, tiny four-legged and eyes, isn't it an ant or a monster?" The little black ant asked rhetorically. "Look at that again," the little black ant moved his gaze to another box, there was only one monster in that box, his body was incredibly large, except for the head, he was covered in armor and red all over, but like the previous brother, his head was very much like an ant, "what kind of monster is that?" ”

"I don't know!" The bald feet felt frightened, this panic, spread in the box like a plague, the uneasy commotion seemed to shake the box, this box that had just passed by a ray of sunshine quickly filled with pessimism and fear, the other boxes were far more strange-shaped ants, but the people in white coats here seemed to be accustomed to these things, could it be that they had seen more of this strange shape of ants? Why not even a little surprise and fear? The little black ant began to feel that the air here had been frozen in evil, cruelty and indifference!

The man in the white coat laughed and talked with the other white coats for a while, they couldn't understand what they were saying, everyone knew that ants were one of the first biological populations on the earth - although our generation in thousands of years of sinister interactions with humans, with their keen sense of smell and sight, and other functions, they could understand some simple human language, but these words were all related to human poisoning and killing ants, and the white coats did not use these words in communication at all, but what they said was obviously related to ants, because they stared at them from time to time.

Then the white coat came and picked them up, and came to a hut, which had no windows and no light, and was so dark that nothing could be seen, and the white coat put down the box, opened the canopy, and quickly closed the door of the hut. Although they are accustomed to darkness, they have never experienced it, their eyes have completely lost their effectiveness, and they can only perceive the world around them by the sensitivity of their tentacles and the carapace on their backs to tiny air currents.

The ants were at a loss for what to do, and they collided with each other and squeezed in the direction of the hut door, hoping to find a glimmer of light and fresh air through the crack in the door, but the door closed so seamlessly that not even a single air could penetrate it. Everyone gnawed at the door with all their might, and immediately heard the screams after the broken teeth, but the door was unscathed; Some ants crawl to the ceiling, and some are unwilling to try to find a place to dig and dig the foot of the wall to escape, which is a good idea, not only can it escape, but everyone can also escape with it, but after a while, they smell a smell of blood, but they don't feel a trace of dust, the floor is indeed too hard.

All efforts were in vain, and everyone began to be quiet. Where did the bald feet go? Could it be that there is something new in it? "Baldfoot, where are you?" The little black ant shouted hoarsely. "Here." A sizzling voice came from a corner, "Blackskin, I found a moist ground here, it seems to be very soft, maybe I can dig a hole here!" "Because the little black ant is covered with black armor and has wings between the ribs, which distinguishes it from other ants, the bald feet call it black skin.

"Really?" In the end, vulture ants are experienced in burrowing and will not dig holes randomly like other ants, which of course cannot be blamed on them, because they have been in that black box since they were children, where can they burrow?

The little black ant followed the sound to the corner where Bald Foot was, and Bald Foot was tearing the ground with his bald legs. "Haha," the little black ant suddenly laughed wildly, "ha。。。。。。 Such wetlands。。。。。。 Ha...... I can make a piece too。。。。。。 ”

After saying that, the little black ant sprinkled a soak of urine on the ground, laughing so hard that it didn't spill much. Bald Foot realized his mistake and crawled to a clean place in a dejected manner, the little black ant stopped laughing, came to its side, gently touched its back with its tentacles, and comforted it, saying, "As long as humans don't plot against us, we will always have a way to live." "It rubbed its bald legs back and forth on the ground, trying to get rid of the dirt.

This dark hut is like a swamp, full of traps, and like a farmer's house, where you can come across that horrible anticide if you don't notice it. The little black ants, the bald feet, and the other ants seemed to be cursed by something, and they were glued to that small clearing, and no one dared to take a rash step into that unknown place.

Time passed quietly in the trance and slime darkness of the spirit, and the door never showed any sign of opening, but the stomachs of the ants began to crow, and it seemed that it was better to stay in the big black box, at least there was food, and the little black ants finally experienced the taste of hunger again. All the ants are the same, their thirst for food is beginning to challenge their fear of death and darkness, and they are all ready to move, but the space here seems to be small, and the little black ants and bald feet circle along the wall, finding only two narrow gaps, allowing only one to pass through. "Which slit shall we go through?" Bald Feet asked the little black ant in a daze. "I don't know," said the little black ant, "maybe I should try both." ”

In fact, they all secrete a substance that can corrode metal cement called "formic acid。。。。。。

At last the bald feet could not pee at all, and it was the turn of the little black ants to play, and they went on like this, which was much more difficult than going to the farmer's field to steal peaches, plums, peanuts, and the storehouse, and on the way, there were fewer and fewer ants following them, and finally only the two of them were left groping and crawling. Bald feet used to let the ants follow the little black ants, but perhaps because they had been growing up in the big black box, the ants were overwhelmed by the darkness, and some of them simply stayed at the threshold, perhaps because previous experience had told them that food would come sooner or later, and they thought that this time was no exception.

But the little black ants and bald feet grew up in the wild, and before they came to the damn big black box, they each had a lot of burrows, and in the burrows they never relied on the light and relied on that 100% sense to discern the direction, and this feeling was wildness. The little black ant also ran out of urine, and the bald feet took over for a while and couldn't pee anymore.

"No food found, baldfoot, we'll die here." The little black ant said discouragedly, lying weakly under the corner. "No way, this is not our crypt, we can't control our own fate." Bald replied. It was weak when it touched the tentacles of the little black ant, and it was a little weak.

The little black ant was a little in a trance, as if it had eaten poison by mistake, and it thought of the most beautiful moment in its life, there was a big cake on the table, and there was a candle on the cake, and the sugar smell of the cheese tempted it really couldn't stand it, and while the humans were away, it stole a large piece of it, and it was really a wonderful food, and it melted in its mouth.

"Baldness! I seem to really smell the sweet smell of cake. "Maybe it's a dream, but the little black ant does seem to smell a little bit of sweet fragrance.

"Haha, brother, I don't eat more than you, why don't I smell it?" Bald feet are very disdainful. "Really, you sniff it carefully." The little black ant and the bald feet were quiet at the same time, and there was indeed a long-lost smell, although it was very faint and light, but it haunted them like a ghost, making it feel dreamy.

When it comes to sugary foods, ants have always had a sense of smell that humans can't match. Bald Foot and Little Black Ant ran to the place where the ghost came from almost at the same time, and for a moment, Little Black Ant did not know that he had passed through several slits accurately, and later it asked Bald Foot, and Bald Foot said that it did not know either. Sure enough, there were a bunch of cakes and cheese here, and the rich sweet aroma was so pervasive that the little black ant stabbed its head into it before it could open its mouth.

"Bald, why don't you eat it?" The little black ant wondered why it was there. "I'm afraid of poison!" Bald said, "I used to eat this and get poisoned once. ”

"Haha, to hell, if you don't eat, you'll starve to death?" The little black ant is too lazy to pay attention to it, it matters to itself. Seeing that it was okay, Bald also came over and gnawed on it.

The surrounding air currents told the little black ant that a small blue-gray mole ant had arrived, and it timidly moved to the cake to separate the cake from the two of them. Hell, this guy has been following the two of them, and it's rare for him to be so smart, so let's separate it a little. Either of them couldn't eat it anyway.

Bald feet and little black ants are unable to move, the little guy is still gnawing loudly, at this time, there is a sound around, the ceiling then lights up, the light shines so that the little black ant can't open his eyes, the little black ant and the bald foot quickly crawl to the slit, trying to retract, but the slit doesn't know when it has been closed, the little black ant felt the vibration of the floor, shaking so badly, so that the rest of the cake buried them, and so that the little black ant struggled out of the cake pile, but found that this was a black box, or the one in a white coat, Carrying the black box, he swayed out of the hut.