"......" (quiet)

"............" (still quiet)

"Uh, Lord God?"

[The auxiliary system is codenamed "Main God", which serves the main consciousness]

"What about the back? Isn't there also a high-level senior specialty and a legendary specialty? ”

[You have not obtained the information of creature skills above the basic level, please explore it by yourself]

"Didn't get any information?"

[Yes, so it is not possible to describe it in detail]

"So as long as I meet a creature with a higher specialization and get information, I'll be able to know?"

【Yes】

"Okay...... Hey! Wait a minute! Tianyang suddenly thought: "Since this is the case, then the biological level ......"

[Yes, as the main consciousness thinks, at present, the main god has only obtained the creature information from cannon fodder to lord level, and the information of tyrant and epic level has not been obtained]

"That'...... Let's pull out this part of the information first. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

[Cannon fodder level: In the natural world, it belongs to the object of "picking at will", and it is a thing that barely fills the stomach of low-level predators, 99.9% of the creatures in nature belong to this class, and the span is very large. Whether it is a cicada, a praying mantis that preys on cicadas, or even a sparrow, although there is a huge difference in combat effectiveness between them, in fact, because they do not meet a certain standard, they are all classified as cannon fodder creatures, such as the frog in Xiyangyang and the gray wolf, and are often used as food by the gray wolf to satisfy hunger. (However, in the later period, he was so happy and crazy that he didn't even give the frog to the gray wolf, laughing.) ）

Miscellaneous Rank: A level with a little bit of combat effectiveness, although it is not much different from nothing, but they only have some ability to escape/resist, although they do have some combat power in theory, but they are usually not very aggressive. This class is the lowest group of predators, and also includes most of the vegetarians and almost all of the large self-producers (don't...... Other...... Stay back! I still have ...... There are also two big teeth, are you afraid! Two of them! - by rabbit)

Elite: A predator in the general sense, living a life of hunting in the morning, hunting at noon, and hunting in the afternoon every day, although busy, but basically barely satisfied, and there is no need to worry about being caught by some big guy one day (for example, a little white rabbit caught by a bear in the comics to wipe his farts has no ability to resist at all, and the elite can at least struggle.) ）

Lord: The upper predators of an area, who generally live a life without food and clothing (laughs, note 1), most of them have some special abilities, strong survivability, and superb combat effectiveness, which are difficult for elite-level creatures to fight against. Moreover, it seems to be a bit similar to the cannon fodder level, and the combat power gap of the lord creatures seems to be quite large (hint: due to too little contact with the information of the lord-level creatures, the above information is incomplete and needs to be collected)]

"Understood, it seems that I will have to ask you more in the future."

"Well, then it's time to change my name...... Woo, what's it called? Lord God, can you help me think about it? ”

【……】

"Forget it, the enhanced version of the shallow sea predator is called the sea hunter."

[The naming is complete, the editing is complete, do you want to exit the creature editing space?] 】

"By the way, Lord God, I've always wanted to ask a question, if I'm done editing, how will the outside time be counted and all stopped?"

[No, no matter how long the main consciousness stays in the biological editing space, the time will remain after the revolution of the real planet, and will not change.] So a friendly reminder: if the main consciousness suddenly finds that there is something important to do (such as pop, pop, and pop), it is better to complete it first. 】

"I'll go, this has to be complained, I didn't care about it for a whole year, it's still alive?"

[Creatures will act according to their own instincts, and the main consciousness does not need to worry about these details.] 】

"Oh...... It seems that I am overly concerned2333......"

“…… Now, Lord God. ”

【？ 】

"We're pretty acquainted, I'm going to quit, what do you have to say no to me?"

【…… The auxiliary system is codenamed "Lord God", which serves the main consciousness]

“…… Okay, my pot, confirm the exit. ”

[Creature editing is complete, exit the editing space]

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It was another sunny day, the sun was shining on the gravel in front of the cave, and as the waves of the sea rose, dazzling spots of light lit up and down on the stones.

Well, the northeast wind is four to five, the sunshine index is high, the water temperature is 14 degrees, the ultraviolet intensity is very weak, the ocean current is gentle, and even the PM2.5 content is less than 1μg/m3.

That's right, for lunch, the habit of heavy knife horseshoe crabs is to get up at noon.

Well, the one who was pulling hard from the cave, trying to pull himself out of the cramped hole.

Dao Horseshoe Crab Jun was very helpless and incomprehensible: the hole that he could still get into yesterday was so narrow today?

Could it be that it is misremembered? Memory is unreliable, for example, the horseshoe crab can't remember what he did three days before sunrise and sunset.

Obviously three sunrises and sunsets are not long in coming, Sinai!

So, my memories of the cave at sunrise and sunset, even if something went wrong, weren't surprising, right?

Wait a minute! That's not right, if you can get in, you should be able to get out! The horseshoe crab is in a state of confusion......

If you don't make a decision, open a big one! Mr. Horseshoe Crab is so well in this samadhi that no matter how confused he is, this door still has to come out, and in the few sunrises and sunsets that it has a limited memory, it has not eaten, and although it does not matter how hungry it feels for a few days, it is not always a good habit not to eat.

The heavy horseshoe crab pulled it away from the joints of the sand, which was too soft to withstand the force, as evidenced by the scratches that had just been left on the ground.

It retreated, slowly stretching out its two knife-like arthropods, and the eyes of the four nests revealed a fierce divine light, and a fiery red fighting qi visible to the naked eye spread from the blade...... Mouth beard!

A great force slashed through the caverns of the rock, and the rock cracked into huge cracks, and in a tremor that resembled a wailing, the large chunks of rock began to peel off, and the sunlight penetrated the newly opened path, shining on the fine sand raised by the current, and coating them with a makeshift coat of local tyrant gold.

That's right! It seems to be......

The horseshoe crab suddenly noticed that there were tiny holes in the rocks that had fallen, as if they were rocks cooled by magma, which were clearly different from those on the walls of his cave!

It's hard to reload the horseshoe crab in this way, and you can see it so carefully with your nest eyes.

The horseshoe crab suddenly felt that the Grim Reaper was possessed by a schoolboy, and Sherlock Holmes was on his body, and it raised its strong and powerful knife arm again, and I smashed it, I smashed it angrily, and I smashed it wildly.

The wail of the rock became more intense, and the deep cracks spread, and finally with a "whoosh", a passage large enough to accommodate the huge body of the heavily armed horseshoe crab reappeared, and a wall of rock ten times the thickness of his carapace was smashed by the tremendous force of the blade arm!

No, no, no, no matter how ** the heavy knife horseshoe crab is, it is just a primitive animal, how can it have this kind of power.

The shattered rocks did indeed make a wailing sound, dark green liquid flowed out of the sliced places, the "rocks" trembled in pain, and tiny tentacles protruded from the holes, as if trying to escape from here.

"Smack!" One of the legs of the heavy horseshoe crab seemed to be inadvertently, and as if it had deliberately stepped on the most pleasant "rock" to climb, and was weighed down by the weight of the heavy horseshoe crab, and now it was the turn of the guy to paddle weakly on the ground.

Feng Shui takes turns.

The horseshoe crab seemed to remember what it was, the rock worm, it should be.

The heavy horseshoe crab picked up its heavy arm and aimed it at a "rock" that was still crawling on the ground.

In one stroke, two times, the "rock" was opened by the knife arm to open a crack through the whole body, and the huge force knocked the sand below into a shallow pit, making the "rock" inlaid inside, which made it easier for the knife horseshoe crab to aim.

On the sixth blow, as if agreed, the whole rock shattered into seven or eight petals at once, and countless smaller cracks flew out, splashed on the carapace of the horseshoe crab, and splashed into the sand.

The "rock" that was not targeted pulled harder, and crawled away from the heavy horseshoe crab with an unwavering mind.

Amitabha, as the so-called good and evil have their own rewards, who will be spared by the sky...... Ahh It's a friend of the dead Dao who doesn't die in the Poor Dao, brother, you must hold on, the hatred is stable, and all the brothers and sisters here will thank you.

The heavy knife horseshoe crab looked closer, and a small fleshy worm with thin, soft tentacles in the carapace was curled up in a panic in the corner of a rock chip, as if to say, "You can't see me, you can't see me, qaq......"

"Smack!"

The heavy knife horseshoe crab chewed twice and raised its large knife arm to the audience: crunchy, chicken-flavored.

Note 1: It happened to our class recently, in the past two days we have been studying a text "Good Snow Flakes", which tells the story of "me" and an old man who sells lottery tickets, and two of the original passages are "Judging from his appearance, he should be a northerner, living on the streets of this southern tropics, and even wearing the thick clothes of his hometown in the hottest summer." ”

There is also a passage that says, "If it was after noon, he would stop in front of the buffet stall and want to buy something to eat, and when the vendor saw him, he would usually give him a box of bento." He aligned the chair hanging from his hips to his hips and sat down. ”

Then Lao Shi asked: "What kind of life does this old man live?" ”

The audience was silent for a long time, and a faint voice replied: "I have lived a life of worry-free food and clothing......"

And then...... ╮(╯▽╰)╭