As long as he noticed the existence of invisible silk threads, Xu Yunshu could easily tell where they came from with his enhanced eyesight.

These thin threads of silk were like spirit-summoning hands, cutting through anything they touched.

There is one thing Xu Yunshu feels particularly strange, the air in this lichen forest is filled with toxins that are so heavy that they can't be dissolved, except for creatures like him who can detoxify are willing to come in, what else is worth cutting these silk threads?

Xu Yunshu traveled all the way, except for the weak insects he occasionally saw, but he never saw half of the creatures.

Could it be that this is a natural phenomenon lurking in lichen forests?

Although this possibility was not ruled out, Xu Yunshu was still determined to go to the source to have a look.

In case this thing is really an ability that he can't copy, it's better to die early.

After judging the direction, Xu Yunshu retreated to a safe enough place, and then circled around in a huge circle and headed diagonally.

As he walked, he constantly watched for changes around him, guarding against any danger that might arise at any time.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at a strange place.

The jungle, covered in tall coats, is hardly present with any other creatures, which makes the entire field extremely drab yellow-green.

As far as the eye can see, there is nothing but a tall and stout rod.

And the place where Xu Yunshu arrived was the only place of change in this boring lichen forest.

It was surrounded by the soft threads of silk, countless of which were wrapped around the thick stalks, forming an almost impermeable wall.

This strange wall of silk thread is not defensive in nature.

They are just a by-product of the fluttering threads.

He saw that there were still countless threads dancing in the wind, many sticking to the surface of the lichen stalks, but more threads were waving through the gaps and moving farther and deeper.

The scene of thousands of silk threads dancing is extremely spectacular in this deep night.

Xu Yunshu also saw the culprit who made these silk threads.

It was a turquoise caterpillar burrowing through the stalks of tall coats.

Tens of millions of fleshy insects emerged from the loose cracks of the lichen, lifted the end of the head or the buttocks, and after making a slight "clattering" sound, they spit or pulled, in short, releasing the flexible silk thread.

With the blowing of the wind, these threads are constantly adhered to the nearby lichens, and when they are fixed and glued, the reflection of the moonlight makes them instantly glow.

That is the bright line observed by Xu Yunshu.

These round, fleshy worms use silk threads to create a terrifying web.

If Xu Yunshu hadn't been blocked by the first thread and continued to move forward, he might have fallen into this terrible trap.

After seeing the source of the silk thread, Xu Yunshu immediately realized that he could quietly go around to the top of the tuyere, seize a caterpillar that was spinning silk, dissect and look for the silk glands that might exist in the insect's body, and try to copy the structure in it, so as to master this interesting weapon.

But as soon as he took a step, Xu Yunshu immediately stopped.

He had an idea.

These strange caterpillars living in the lichen forest may or may not eat lichens to survive, which Xu Yunshu could not answer immediately, but he was clearly aware of one thing.

No matter how strange the creatures in the Dream Forest are, there is a pattern that is absolutely insurmountable.

That's – they can't do anything that doesn't have the value of survival.

Stripped of potential and ethnicity, all dream forest creatures, they may be different individually, but if the group is all doing the same thing, it can only prove that doing so is good for their population.

Right now, what these caterpillars are doing desperately weaving webs is by no means meaningless nonsense.

What exactly are they doing?

After thinking about it, there are two paths in front of Xu Yunshu.

Or, follow your first instincts, catch one or two caterpillars, evacuate them quickly, dissect them, find the secret of spinning, and try to simulate this terrible thread to enrich your arsenal.

Or, let go of the greed in your heart for a while, quietly hide, and observe what they are doing, and maybe there will be new surprises.

Xu Yunshu did not hesitate to choose the second path.

The energy contained in this caterpillar's body is too low, and it is worth trying only from the perspective of harvesting new weapons, but since you have come here, how can you not want to have a bigger harvest?

Anyway, looking at the movement speed of this caterpillar, Xu Yunshu has a lot of chances to capture them.

Until then, he really wanted to see what the little creatures were trying to do.

It would be nice if you could get some of the benefits of the fisherman.

Having made up his mind, Xu Yunshu lurked somewhere upwind.

Although the wind transmits his scent, these unintelligent insects do not seem to have the experience of being coveted by large predators, so they still spin the silk step by step, and let the wind blow the silk thread into the distance.

They create not just a net, but a three-dimensional range of defense.

When each tiny caterpillar notices that the spitting silk is attached to the stalk of the lichen in the distance, it lowers its head and adheres the silk thread under its body, forming a sharp and tight thin thread.

Then spin again.

Countless threads were made by them one after another, and if there was no benefit from doing so, the consumption alone would have completely exhausted the caterpillars.

After Xu Yunshu saw such a scene, he became more patient.

At this frequency, the caterpillars could not have been at a loss for the next seven or eight hours, and they had to gain something to recover the energy they had expended.

Wait –

Xu Yunshu took advantage of the dim moonlight to carefully look at the sharp network that had been weaved, imagining what would happen later.

Twenty minutes passed, and the countless caterpillars finally stopped moving, and they crawled on the surface of the lichen stalks again, and then slowly burrowed in.

After a few moments, the originally active, densely packed caterpillars were gone.

Xu Yunshu knew that they were all hidden in lichens, and knew that the real drama meat was coming, so he opened his eyes wide and observed the final result.

In the lichen forest, there was silence all around.

Silent - until something is brewing underground.

Xu Yunshu heard many, endless surging sounds.

For a moment, he almost thought that the underground insect chrysalis in a corner of the Dream Forest had even spread into this lichen forest, which made Xu Yunshu's heart sound the alarm.

But in an instant, his concern was dispelled.

Because Xu Yunshu saw what this sound was coming from.

The hollow lichens began to tremble slightly, and after a few moments, they "erupted".

Streams of milky white pulp gushed out from the top pipes of the lichen and spilled into the sky.

Xu Yunshu raised his head and looked at the white pulp in the sky in a daze, and when they landed, he was cold.

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