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Magical Creatures, Magical Animals, Insecta, Diptera, Feeding Family, Extradimensional Species, Killing Time Insects.

It is a translucent magical beetle the size of a grain of rice that feeds on the 'time' of other creatures, and prefers the 'time' of wizards or other magical creatures that are rich in magical powers.

The creatures it targets will be robbed of most of their time in a very short period of time, until they die of old age, so this insect is called 'killing time' by wizards, which means 'killing time'.

Where this magical insect nests, the entire area is drained of time.

In the initial stage, the animals of the land died of old age, followed by plants, microorganisms, and even bacteria and viruses, and when all living things had lost their time, it was the turn of non-living things.

The water was dried and the stones were eroded, so that in the end, there were no larger stones to be found in the whole area, except for the sand.

The desertification of the area caused by these magical creatures is why they are called 'sandstones' by wizards.

Because the expression 'time of killing' or 'sand stone' is not beautiful enough, in some old-school magician manuscripts, this insect is also called 'sand time'.

Sand is a social creature.

Most sand time societies are composed of one mother of sand time and hundreds to thousands of ordinary sand times, and in some extreme environments, sand time groups will give birth to two or even three sand time mothers to maintain the survival of the entire group.

Compared to the normal Sand Time, the Mother of Sand Time is terrifying. In almost all magical texts, the Mother of Sand has descriptions similar to 'fist-sized', 'fat and heavy', 'wingless but agile'.

The Mother of Sand Time is responsible for laying eggs and reproducing, while maintaining the stability of the Sand Time Lair - as a magical creature that feeds on time, any form of the Sand Lair is not immune to the risk of capsizing, and only the Mother of Sand Time can maintain a relative balance of the nest ** time.

Ordinary sand is responsible for collecting 'time'.

As a 'pseudo-extradimensional' creature, Sand Time is like a worm clinging to the timeline, gnawing off the timeline one by one, eating it into its stomach, and turning it into nourishment for their survival.

No one can understand how time materializes in the bellies of these little bugs and turns into a mysterious 'sand slurry', just as wizards still can't understand how Sand Time strips the creatures' timeline from three-dimensional space.

Although it has a pair of light and thin wings, it can't fly when it is sandy.

These wings are more like knives, forks and plates when they eat.

When the sand is hung on a person's earlobe, it secretes a paralytic hormone that is injected into the host's bloodstream through a sharp mouthpart. Then the wings are vibrated and a pleasant buzzing sound is made.

When their wings vibrate, they produce a special sound wave that hypnotizes their prey - of course, some wizards speculate that the vibration of the wings in the sand can detach the prey from three-dimensional space, allowing them to extract the timeline.

In any case, the paralyzin secreted by these little bugs inhibits some functions of the human brain.

Wizards will only feel bored, frustrated, numb, weak, and so on in a more negative mood.

Then time flies by in this mood.

Wizards who hunt in the sand do not get sick or have fluctuations in their mana, they are only used to staring at their notebooks in a daze, bored scribbling, and staring at a small bug flying around and having fun.

Some shamans who are allergic to sand secretions may also have symptoms of drowsiness, dry and heavy eyelids.

Of course, there are also wizards who fall asleep during the sand time - which helps them a lot, as these little bugs can safely extract the timeline of their prey without having to vibrate their wings or secrete large amounts of paralyzin.

"The most precious treasure of human beings is time, and killing time will make your time pass inadvertently. ”

An old wizard with a gray, thin face summed up in a soft voice: "Many hosts of beetles don't realize they're parasitizing - they just feel like they're wasting their time. ”

The old wizard's name is Dorrag Barton, and he is from the Institute of Magical Biology at First University, and he is a professor specially invited by the school's working committee to train patrol students in the skills of catching sand.

The crowds on the lakeside crowded together, adding to the already dreary atmosphere.

But everyone stood quietly on the lawn, not daring to make a sound.

The imminent confronting of the legendary magical creature lifted everyone's spirits, lest they miss the old professor's words.

Zheng Qing touched his earlobe, twisted it worriedly, and always felt that his lack of energy in writing homework recently was because of these little bugs.

According to the old professor's previous explanation, the sand time likes to attach itself to the back of the wizard's earlobe.

"Maybe you call these cute little bugs 'murderers,'" Professor Dorag raised his voice slightly, his tone a little uneasy, "but you should note that they didn't hurt any wizards...... Any one!"

"This is the First University," a voice behind Zheng Qing chuckled, "Maybe the Mother of Sand Time knows the consequences of hurting a wizard." ”

Perhaps the teasing voice was relatively quiet, and Professor Dorag's lecture was not affected.

"This magical magical insect survives by transforming the time of other creatures," the old professor said in an accentuated tone, "In the process, a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot of precious derivatives were born. ”

"For example, paralysis secreted during sand, which is an inert additive with excellent performance, can play a good stabilizing role in many biological experiments with strong reactions. ”

"For example, lazy bugs are a natural stimulant. It doesn't require any special preparation, whether you eat it raw, steamed, stir-fried, stewed in soup, or even shabu-shabu or smoked...... Eating in any way you can accept will keep you energized for a certain period of time and improve your concentration in your homework. ”

Again, this is a brilliant irony.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile.

Sloth insects are larvae of sand.

Although the Mother of Sand Time is responsible for laying eggs, she does not nurse them.

When the larvae in the eggs bite through the coat, they need to fend for themselves.

When they reach adulthood, they drop these sloths on other creatures - they prefer to drop their eggs in the corners of their eyes or behind the ears of wizards.

These sloth insects hide between the wrinkles in the corners of the wizard's eyes or in the thick hairs behind the ears, occasionally carefully biting down on the wizard's timeline until they reach maturity.

Unlike hunting in the sand, wizards who are parasitized by lazy insects do not often wander in a daze for no reason.

At most, they are a little lazy on weekdays, and they can't lift their spirits.

If the professor didn't explain it, who would have thought that these murderers who caused the wizard to lose his spirit would be a good medicine to refresh the mind?

Thinking of this, Zheng Qing couldn't help but have a heartfelt respect for the first wizard who cooked lazy worms.

"And the most precious ones!" emphasized Professor Dorag, who was still explaining in the crowd.

"The 'Royal Jelly of Sand Time' brewed by the Mother of Sand Time," the old professor had a bruised tendon on his neck, his expression was excited, and his expression was even a little hideous: "This is a very mild life-sustaining medicine, without any additives!"

"It doesn't need to be shaped through complex and advanced magical processing like the Philosopher's Stone, nor does it need to be like the Seven Heavens Circle of Star-studded Life, where the main array of the Great Wizard level needs to endure the curse and calamity. ”

"You only need to warm it with dew and use it in a medicine cup, and you can gently prolong your life when you take it hot. ”

"What could be a more precious gift than this?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

It is true that for these young wizards, there is no hidden danger of running out of longevity.

But who doesn't have an elder who is related to him?

Even if you are really alone, you can exchange it for jade coins and even credits.

It is believed that no one will be able to refuse such a deal.

Everyone was discussing the disposal plan after the sand was discovered, and everyone was imagining handfuls of jade coins, piles of experimental supplies, treasures, beauties, and credits.

Only Zheng Qing was stunned.

He thought of the group of pokemon in the dormitory who had come back to life.

He finally knew the reason for the strong sense of déjà vu that had been developing since the beginning.

In the first week of school, Potions teacher Li Qihuang once mentioned this little bug to him.