Maybe it was because he saw Han Biao sitting on the ground resting, or maybe he was tired of running, and the sword mantis actually lay on the ground, turning his triangular head to look at him.

"Could it be that he was buried alive with me, burying his revolutionary feelings?" Han Biao was a little confused about what was going on, but since this dangerous guy didn't attack his surname, it was a good thing.

"Hey, hey! Since you're not going to eat me, I'm leaving!? Don't follow me, go where you need to go! Your mother mantis is waiting for you, go back, go back! Han Biao waved his hand at the sword mantis.

But as soon as he waved his hand, the sword mantis stood up at once, and the frightened Han Biao also quickly stood up, ready to run again at any time.

But after the sword mantis stood up, it was not facing his direction, but instead put on an attack posture to the side, Han Biao inexplicably squinted in that direction for a long time, turned his head in shock and ran, a large group of mutant insects were killing in this direction.

Although the level of this group of mutant insects with a small number should not be too high, but he is now unarmed and not wearing pants, so he is too insecure, in case he is accidentally attacked by the insect that does not have long eyes and goes to a place where he shouldn't be attacked... The hairs on Han Biao's back stood up.

As soon as he ran two steps, Han Biao saw that the sword mantis that had been following him suddenly let out a sharp chirp, and instantly turned into a black shadow, rushing straight into the oncoming mutant insect swarm.

The strange behavior of the knife mantis made Han Biao involuntarily and slowly stop, only to see that after the knife mantis pounced into the insect swarm, he didn't care that everyone was the same kind at all, and waved his sharp knife feet like lightning, and after a while, he threw down the stump and broken arm on the ground, and the corpse was fragmented, and he ran back again, squatting on Han Biao's 3.33 meter position very honestly.

"Have you abandoned the darkness and joined our party?" Han Biao was dumbfounded and looked at the knife mantis for a while, looked at the insect corpse not far away, and walked over cautiously while guarding against the knife mantis.

"It's so ruthless!" Han Biao looked at the broken corpses in a cold sweat, although if he had equipment, it would not be too difficult to kill a hundred or so mutant insects that were no more than level 2, but it was definitely not as neat as this guy, Han Biao almost didn't see the mutant insect swarm resisting, and they were all killed!

Of course, this may be related to the fact that other insects do not regard this guy as an "outsider" and have no precautions, and it is also possible that this guy's danger level exceeds those low-level bugs too much, and those low-level bugs dare not resist when the rank is suppressed.

Although the "danger level" of mutant creatures is not an intuitive attack power level, and a high degree of danger does not mean that the combat power is strong, it is certain that a bug with a high degree of danger is definitely more powerful than a bug with a low degree of danger.

What surprised Han Biao the most was that this guy was obviously much more powerful than when he fought with him "just now", and he couldn't see anything else for the time being, at least the speed was more than doubled, if it used such a speed "just now", it would be impossible for him to resist it at all, and it was estimated that he would be cut into ten pieces and eight pieces without raising his hand.

"Evolved? Or did you have a fight with Lao Tzu and 'upgrade'? Han Biao was confused, and couldn't help but carefully look at the knife mantis that was honestly squatting on the ground three meters away from him.

"Huh? It seems to be a little bigger, and the claws are different... Isn't this the same praying mantis just now? Probably not a breed, right? ”

The sword mantis that was listed by Han Biao as the "kind" camp suddenly looked much more pleasing to the eye, Han Biao saw that it was quite honest, and it didn't seem to have any malice and defense against himself, so he tried to avoid the knife mantis's knife foot attack range from the side, and approached it cautiously.

"Good boy! Good boy! Shu millet buys you candy to eat! Cautiously approaching the squatting knife mantis on the ground, Han Biao slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched the sleek back of the knife mantis.

The mantis didn't react aggressively, but just turned its triangular head and looked at him with its round compound eyes for a moment.

Seeing that the knife mantis didn't bite him, Han Biao became bold, risking his life and reaching out to touch the triangular head of the knife mantis, the head of the knife mantis moved, not to turn around and bite him, but to rub Han Biao's palm very "affectionately".

Han Biao, who breathed a sigh of relief, put his mind at ease, he didn't know what kind of action a praying mantis insect was to show friendliness, anyway, it wouldn't wag its tail like a dog, but it took the initiative to rub his hand with its head, it should be to show that it likes itself, right?

Han Biao, who was no longer so afraid, was a little far away from the knife mantis, looked at the insect corpses on the ground, and his stomach was very cooperative with a series of deafening grunts, and subconsciously touched his body... Actually, there is nothing to touch, there is nothing on him.

Han Biao looked around, there was not even a figure in this radius of dozens of miles, and there was definitely no hope of borrowing a fire, so he could only rely on himself, but fortunately, there was nothing else in the Great Wasteland, there was a lot of barren grass and dead trees.

Han Biao picked and picked a worm limb covered with fine serrations in the pile of insect corpses and held it in his hand, turned around nearby, fished back a bunch of dry grass and branches, and then picked a dead tree that was already withered and was about to smoke, spit two mouthfuls into the palm of his hand, and sawed it on while holding the worm limb.

However, the dead tree that was about the thickness of a sea bowl wanted to be sawed off with a row of insect limbs that were only a centimeter long and short sawtooth, and the project was a little bigger, so Han Biao sweated a lot before he "grinded" out a groove that was not as deep as his fingers.

The knife mantis followed behind Han Biao's slippery ass, watching him busy coming and going, and after tilting his triangular head and looking at him for a long time, he suddenly "squeak!" When Han Biao was startled, thinking that it was going to bite himself, the knife mantis "Huh! With a bang, he slashed at the dry tree.

"......" reflexively gestured to the mantis with the insect limbs in his hand Han Biao looked speechlessly at the dead tree that he had been busy with for a long time, and after being silent for a few seconds, he suddenly made a "click" sound, and the whole root broke apart, and the sparse branches fell to the ground.

After looking at the knife mantis for a long time, Han Biao couldn't figure out whether this guy wanted to cut himself but didn't get it, or if he was really smart enough to see that he was cutting the tree too hard, and took the initiative to help.

Han Biao kicked the dead tree on the ground unconvincedly, beckoned to the knife mantis, and gestured to it, "Can you understand my words?" This way and so and so on! Help me chop this into small pieces! "If the worm is smart enough to understand human speech, then the monkey should evolve directly into Chengren...

The knife mantis tilted its head and looked at Han Biao's hand again, and the voice of "Xiu Xiu Xiu" in his mouth, imitated the knife mantis's knife feet with his arms, and after chopping around on the fallen dead tree trunk for a while, he suddenly waved his arms and chopped the dead tree into scum less than a foot away from Han Biao's nose like a storm.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from the board of his head, Han Biao glanced at the wood that was about to turn into sawn foam, and could only nod speechlessly, and praised: "Uh... Good knife work..."

There is no rain all year round in the great wilderness, so the dead trees are drier than mummies, and when Han Biao, who did not have a lighter, was on the mountain before, he did not do a lot of bad things such as drilling wood to make fire and burning the mountains and burning forests.

He took some grass velvet from the dead grass and put it on a piece of dead tree, and then picked a branch and rubbed it on, with his strength and muscle endurance, he could completely rub out the smoke in one go, sprinkle the grass velvet, and blow it when he puffed up, and soon an open fire was burned, and the dry branches of the dry grass, plus the wood that was about to be chopped into sawdust by the knife mantis, and a raging bonfire was raised.

However, the knife mantis was startled when the open flame was lit, and jumped out of the distance, no matter how big it was, no matter how good the "knife technique" was, it was also a worm, more afraid of fire than animals.

Han Biao, who felt that his chest was hungry, used the folded branches to string up pieces of white tender insect meat taken out of the insect shell, and densely inserted it next to the fire to bake the swishing oil, Han Biao paid attention to turning the barbecue, and at the same time tore off pieces of translucent elytra from the insect corpses all over the ground, and after pulling one out of the insect legs, he put it on the side of the fire to dry it slightly, and pulled the insect tendons rich in elastic surnames, and wore them one by one, and made a "wing skirt" for himself, so that he could cover his shame.

Although there is no one around, he doesn't wear pants, which is really insecure for Han Biao, who has been wearing pants for almost 18 years. (Han Biao is 20 years old, but has only worn pants for 18 years, asking: Why is it 2 years less?) ）

Putting the winged skirt on his waist, Han Biao twisted his buttocks, feeling that in addition to the cool air below, it was much more comfortable than the crackling sound just now, which means that there were no feathers, otherwise he could pretend to be an Indian by sticking it on his head.

The latitude and longitude line where the d.87 biosphere base area is located is exactly in the "dusk area" of γ-44, which is relatively close to the "dark pole" of the Polar Day City, so it is always this dim light similar to dusk all year round, which is not too bright or too dark, and Han Biao of the province has to consider the safety after dark.

The rotation of the out-of-state colony γ-44 is very interesting, it does not have day and night like ordinary planets, because it always has one side facing the star, and the other side is always hidden in the dark cosmic background color, and only depends on the refraction of the stellar light of nearby celestial bodies, which leads to the fact that on γ-44, one end is always in the day, and the other end is always in the night, which is also the origin of the name of the two A-class biosphere bases built on the two "poles" of one yin and one yang.

This planet is divided into five ring-shaped areas: the Polar Day Zone, the Dawn Zone, the Midday Zone, the Dusk Zone, and the Polar Night Zone, among which the Polar Day City, also known as the "City That Never Sleeps", is always under the strongest light zone on the planet γ-44, and the sun is always shining.

The Polar Night City, also known as the "City of Eternal Night", is the opposite, forever shrouded in night.

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