"Hatchery?"

Of course, the turtledove knew what these three words meant, and he looked up at the white scorpion eggs that were densely packed on the ceiling, and the worm was right, this place had indeed been used as a hatchery by those strange-looking scorpions, but he didn't know whether they had occupied it first, or if the "elite squad" had come first. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, there is one thing that Turtledove does not understand, he has seen many kinds of scorpions in the vicinity of the rat adult before, but in Turtledove's impression, it seems that he has never seen any kind of scorpion that lays eggs, and he has never heard anyone talk about this kind of thing, so what is going on?

"It seems that you don't know anything about scorpions," the little worm's favorite thing is to popularize science for turtledoves, "The way scorpions reproduce is very unique, called ovoviviparity, which means that the mother scorpion will leave the scorpion eggs in the body to hatch until the hatchlings are hatched, rather than casually arranging their eggs in a certain hiding place, so that the survival rate of the young scorpions can be greatly guaranteed." ”

"Now you know, it's not that the scorpion won't ovulate, it's that it hides its eggs in its body to keep you from seeing it."

After the worm's explanation, the turtledove just wanted to say that the world is big and there are no wonders, and it turns out that the scorpion will do this, but only one problem was solved, and immediately another problem came out of the turtledove's mind:

"Since you said that scorpions are ovoviviparous, then why do these scorpions place their eggs on the ceiling, why don't they hide all their eggs in their bodies and hatch their hatchlings directly inside their bodies like other scorpions?"

"The reason is simple," the worm snapped his fingers, "because these aren't scorpions at all." ”

"Not a scorpion?"

The little worm spoke too quickly, and the turtledove didn't have time to understand what she was saying.

"At first I just said that these guys were like scorpions," the worm then explained to the turtledove, "and no one said they were scorpions, but if you think about it, there are no scorpions in the world who will grow into such virtues, and they will at best look two or three points like scorpions, and there should not be much to do with them." ”

The turtledove thought about it carefully, and the insects did say that they were very similar to scorpions, but did not say that they were scorpions, how can "like" and "is" be generalized, then it is not incomprehensible that these strange things will lay eggs.

For the sake of convenience, before figuring out the real names of these things, the turtle doves and the bugs decided to call them "scorpions" first, or what else to call them.

The two of them here were chatting with you and me, and Landis, who was the first to find these white scorpion eggs next to him, couldn't interject, and finally caught an opportunity to speak, Lateis hurriedly took a step forward, stood in front of the turtledove and the worm, and said:

"I said two, you two don't bother with naming or not naming things first, there are so many scorpion eggs here, should we pretend not to see them and leave here, or do we find a way to destroy them all?"

"Why, do you have a way to destroy all these scorpion eggs? Let me first state that it is not possible to expect me to climb the wall and stab them one by one, first of all, it is not time-consuming and laborious, I can reach close to the wall, and I have no way to reach the middle of the ceiling, not to mention that I just looked at it, not only this one room, but also countless scorpion eggs in the rest of the rooms, anyway, it is definitely not possible to count on me. ”

Before Landis could speak, the turtledove had already made his attitude known.

"You've listened to what they've said," the worm said, looking at Rantis, "and you continued." ”

"Although these scorpion eggs hanging on the ceiling don't hinder us for the time being, these guys will hatch sooner or later, in case they cause us any trouble in the future, then everyone will have to regret not disposing of them now, as for the method, you just wait and see how I play."

After speaking, Landis turned around and left the room, leaving two people in confusion staring there, and after a while Landis came back, carrying a small plastic bottle in his hand, which was originally filled with water, and now the water was poured by Landis, and the bottle contained a small half bottle of silver-white liquid, similar to mercury, but much thinner than mercury.

"What is this?"

The little worm came close and looked the plastic bottle in Rantis's hand several times, up and down, left and right, and couldn't tell what this guy was doing.

"You'll find out later."

Rantis deliberately sold a pass, he first drove the turtle dove and the little worm out of the room, and then turned back to confirm, then carefully unscrewed the lid of the plastic bottle, and then quickly pressed the mouth of the bottle tightly with his thumb, looked up at the position of the scorpion eggs on the ceiling, Rantis let go of his thumb, aimed at the ceiling above and quickly waved the bottle twice, and finally quickly closed the lid of the plastic bottle, and the other hand felt for a lighter.

"Retract your head!"

Running outside with a shout, Rantis lit the lighter with his head down.

"Boom!"

The turtledove only felt that there was a flash of fire in front of him, and when he looked into the room again, all the scorpion eggs on the ceiling were ignited in the flames of that moment, and the flames burned through the shell of the eggs, and many scorpion larvae that had not yet been fully formed were burned and writhed and struggled, and fell to the ground "crackling", as if they were in the next "scorpion rain".

There was a smell of burnt paste in the air, and it was quite fragrant.

……

"See," Lantis's expression was full of smugness, "now you know why my flamethrower is so lethal, this plastic bottle is filled with flamethrower fuel, and I also added some accelerant to it, let alone scorpion eggs, if I really want to do it, this building can be burned to ashes by me." ”

Landis is really not bragging, as long as there is sufficient fuel and special accelerants, even stone and steel can be burned, and scorpion eggs are indeed not enough.

After disposing of a nest of scorpion eggs in this room, Rantis carried his plastic bottle around the rest of the room, and every time the fire flashed, large groups of scorpion larvae were burned alive, and some scorpions would make a "squeak" squeak before they died, which sounded like someone was rubbing back and forth with a piece of rusty iron, which was about to pierce people's eardrums.

The turtledove and the little worm looked at the scorpion corpses all over the ground, and wondered who had laid the eggs, and how there were so many of them, and it was only then that they began to wonder why they had only seen the scorpion eggs here, but not the mother of any of the scorpions, and where had they gone?