readx; Chapter 592: The Slave Ant of the Desert (II)

The fat man said to me carefully, "Fat man, do you remember our Science Illustrated?" Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info.dt He whispered again, it was the story of the aphid and the ant.

The story of aphids and ants?

The mind searched for everything, and it turned out that in nature there was a wonderful cooperation between ants and aphids.

They always live next to each other, and if there are many ants crawling around on the newly unearthed cotton seedlings, then there must be a lot of aphids on the cotton seedlings.

Most of the more than 2,200 species of aphids known worldwide are pests of crops. However, ants are "in cahoots" with aphids, always caring for and protecting them, making aphids more unscrupulous to harm crops.

After the aphid absorbs the sap of the plant, it only needs some nutrients such as protein, and the unwanted sugar is excreted through the abdominal canal, forming a very sticky transparent sweet liquid - honeydew.

Ants, on the other hand, are insects with a very sweet tooth. In order to make the aphid secrete more honeydew, the ant often uses its rod-like antennae to slap the aphid's abdomen.

The ants also use the sac to transport the honeyDew back to the nest for storage. Even more bizarrely, ants go to great lengths to build "pastures" to protect aphids, just as humans raise cows for milk.

There are many natural enemies of aphids, such as ladybugs, spotflies, wasps, queen bees, spiders, ticks, lacewings, praying mantises, aphid eaters, etc. When an aphid detects danger, it emits a peculiar-smelling liquid at the end of its abdomen called an alarm pheromone. When ants receive an alarm from an aphid, they will come forward and pounce on the aphid's predators until they are driven away.

Ants and aphids form a cooperative relationship of mutual adaptation: aphids provide food for ants, and ants act as "guardians" of aphids, protecting aphids and creating a good feeding environment for aphids.

However, a recent study by British scientists has shed new light on the complex relationship between ants and aphids.

The researchers measured the crawling degree of the aphids placed on the filter paper that the ants crawled on, and the results showed that it was much slower than the degree to which it crawled on ordinary white paper.

In addition, when researchers placed aphids on dead leaves, the aphids instinctively ran away for fresh leaves in search of food, but if there were ants on the dead leaves, the aphids moved away from the dead leaves much more slowly.

Scientists believe that when ants crawl on tree roots or leaves, they secrete a chemical from their feet that calms the aphid and inhibits the growth of the aphid's wings, making it very quiet and slow, so that it is under the control of the ant and cannot easily "escape".

The chemical-laden "footprints" left by the ants are like a kind of natural handcuffs that turn the aphids into slaves of the ants. In order to keep the population of aphids close to their own number in order to provide them with the right amount of honeydew, ants sometimes even eat some aphids.

Therefore, this method also makes it easier for ants to prey on aphids.

And this method is also known as "slave ants".

These ants are "slave ants"!

Oh, according to you, the ants are taking this spider as their slave. But I'm like weaving, pulling stones, and nothing else, and I feed those zombies, how do I feel as if the zombies are their masters?

"No, no," the fat man thought for a moment, and then said, "if these ants are the owners of spiders, then what about these zombies?"

"Zombies?" I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly I felt that my knowledge was not enough. There is no connection to what the zombies are here.

Not to mention that I'm thinking about it here, the monster down there has already disposed of the corpses, and the tarantulas have started to lay eggs as before, and then the monster feeds those eggs to the zombies.

All of this happened as before, and the mechanical procedure made me even more puzzled, if it wasn't for a long time of practicing like this, it would never have been like this.

But how could such a thing have such a well-developed social relationship with human beings, and be so tightly organized? It is unbelievable that such a thing can raise spiders and zombies, as if it were a human society. In that case, these things are the same as the animals we humans breed. Just to survive!

"Food!" I suddenly understood, and shouted "it's food, those zombies are food for those ants." ”

At the same time, the fat man also said loudly, "Oh, I think so too" The fat man said excitedly, "You ants, they cut off the flesh of this zombie, but they don't kill them...... It's not food. Fatty, why are you getting smarter?"

"No, no," I shook my head again. If it's food, why don't those ants eat spiders?

Hey, that's to say, of course those spiders don't taste good,

For example, a plate of vegetables and a plate of meat, put together, which one do you like to eat.

"Nonsense, of course it's meat. ”

The fat man laughed, yes. Are you saying these ants are stupider than us?

This, this, I thought about it for a while and couldn't think of why this happened, and then the fat man said mysteriously, "Fatty, we are rich." ”

"Are you sick, at this time, you are still thinking about what to get rich. ”

"Really, my fat man never lies. ”

As he spoke, the fat man stretched out his hand behind his back, I Chu, the "mirage" that made many ants crazy appeared strangely in the palm of the fat man's hand.

"Mirage!" I exclaimed, in surprise, "how is it possible, where did you pick it up?"

The fat man suddenly laughed. That strange look appeared on his face again, this kind of look only appeared when the female corpse sprayed mist on us, could it be that the fat man ......

His expression flashed.

The fat man held the mirage and said excitedly, in the hands of the zombie. My son's face was as innocent as a child's.

It turned out that after this mirage fell down, it fell into this cave for some reason, and the effect of this mirage is to make people fall into an illusion, but I didn't expect that it would also attract zombies and make them fall into illusions, which is also the reason why we entered this cave because this zombie did not attack us. When I think of this, I can't help but feel lucky.

"But what about the zombies?" asked the fat man, after listening to what I had to say.

I smiled and said, "According to my judgment, the zombie may be just a mother, and when I saw you, a man with five big and three thick, I was naturally confused by you." ”

The fat man smiled hehehe, and smacked me hard, I protected my body, but was still pushed into the hole by the strength of the fat man, staggered under my feet, and leaned against the stone wall in the cave, only to hear a sound of cracking behind me, and the back was already empty, and I sat down.

There was a hole in the rock wall behind me.

Scarface slashed the zombies with his saber as he yelled at his brothers to lean together and slowly moved towards the hole.

But everyone was already panicking, not to mention an orderly evacuation, even protecting themselves was a problem. Of the gang of more than thirty people, only a dozen people are still resisting, and the rest of the people are either torn apart by zombies or have become zombie-like. His body trembled deeply, his body stiffened, and his eyes began to glow faintly red.

Ren Danhu shouted: "Great chief, these bitten people are starting to mutate, we must hurry up."

Scarface snorted, and waved his saber in his hand, like a ball of white light, and the people around him accelerated their march towards the entrance of the cave.

Zombies rushed up like a tidal wave, endlessly, and even if you were a King Kong-like body, you couldn't stand such intensity. The people were tired.

"Quick, we're at the mouth of the cave. ”

It only takes two steps to reach the entrance of the cave, and Scarface swings his saber to slash down a zombie in front of him, shouting, "Brothers, we are at the entrance of the cave." ”

Everyone cheered, and the saber in hand was another sharp wheel, cutting a gap in the zombie group.

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