The ram obviously didn't expect that this tender-looking annual lamb would dare to attack him.

The ram hurriedly dodged backwards, but was still bumped into by Zhao, and he glanced at it with puzzled eyes, as if he was a little puzzled.

If this ram could speak, he might open his mouth to accuse Zhao Meng, "Obviously, you took the initiative to come up, why don't you follow the rules." ”

It's a pity that the argali's social language system is not as developed as that of humans, so he can only retreat backwards to avoid Zhao Meng's attack.

Although he didn't understand Zhao Meng's behavior, in the face of Zhao Meng's constant attacks, the ram was still angered.

Even if he is the loser in the competition for the females above, it is not something that the young ram in his early years can provoke.

After the ram barked angrily, it began to slam into Zhao.

It's a pity that Zhao Meng, who has already occupied the first hand advantage, did not let the ram regroup, and took advantage of the ram on the side when it retreated to the side.

He got up and went up, and with the disadvantage of his size, taking advantage of this top-down attack, Zhao Meng quickly repelled the argali.

"Sure enough, the ram that is less than two years old is still a little reluctant!"

Looking at the ram that was hit and fled, Zhao Meng shook his head, and he was a little dizzy after the impact just now.

He turned his head to look at the rams above who were still fighting, and he could only leave helplessly.

After all, a failed ram wandering outside the breeding ground, he would be difficult to deal with, if it was a ram on top, Zhao Meng was a little worried, whether he would lose his body and fall.

"Keep eating, keep growing meat, keep practicing!"

……

[In July of the fourth year, the breeding season has arrived, and instinct drives you to do something. 】

"It's time!"

Zhao Meng looked at the reflection in the valley river,

After two and a half years of hard work, he was almost the size of a cow and a half.

On such a majestic body is the iconic pair of argali.

It's just that, compared with the ordinary argali's horns, his horns actually show a shiny feeling, as if they are the result of being coiled for many years.

"It's time to take the stage this year, too!"

After appreciating his state, Zhao Meng walked towards this year's breeding ground.

With the combined effects of smell and hearing, he quickly found the flock.

At this time, a flock of rams was chasing the ewes, and the rams seemed to be driving the ewes to an area that was difficult to move.

In previous years, Zhao Meng did not participate in this activity, but this time, he had a chance.

Zhao Meng used his head to pick away the rams that were blocking the way and came to the front of the flock.

An extremely majestic ram noticed Zhao Meng, who was rising, but just glanced at it, and continued to chase the female sheep in front of him.

Zhao Meng also saw the male sheep, and in addition to the warning to him, Zhao Meng seemed to see a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Zhao Meng can understand this, although he has been working hard to develop for four years, but to enter this competition, his age is still a little insufficient.

According to his observations, this large argali, in order to obtain stable breeding rights, must be at least seven years old.

Although rams before the age of seven also have the opportunity to rub one or two lone females, their fate is often miserable.

This is also because, without time to settle, it is difficult for this strange argali, to master another skill that can really determine breeding.

"That kind of skill......

Thinking of the skills he really excavated in the past four years in Canadian argali, Zhao Meng was also a little speechless:

"Is there such a strange thing in this world?"

"The wonders of mammals are not to be underestimated!"

Zhao Meng followed the rams and continued to chase those ewes, saying that they were chasing, but in fact, they were forcing these "girls" into a corner.

The road ahead became more and more rugged, and finally they reached a dead end, and the ewes no longer ran away.

Instead, they each occupied a comfortable corner, looking back at these rams,

For the ewes, the rams that can climb here have no problem with their legs and feet, and the steep cliffs have completed part of their natural selection.

Then there's the internal competition among these rams.

At this time, Zhao Meng had just gained a foothold, and the gravel rolled down the steep hillside.

Below, rams that failed to climb are looking up at them, and in the deeper valleys, there are already some traces of carnivore activity,

Those predators are waiting for the heavenly delicacies. And while Zhao Meng was observing the surrounding environment, a gust of yin wind hit him.

Hearing such movement, Zhao Meng hurriedly jumped onto another stone,

After standing still, Zhao Meng looked at the sneak attacker, who was a male ram about the same size as him, but three years older than him, and had already mastered a certain skill.

"It's time to start!"

The ram didn't wait for Zhao Meng to react, so it took the initiative to attack, and it first crashed into Zhao Meng.

After a collision, the argali, with the help of the terrain, leaned sideways, raised its strong hind legs, and kicked towards a place with gusts of wind.

Zhao Meng hurriedly turned around to dodge the kick.

"It's too dangerous!"

"How did this argali, come to evolve into such a path?"

Zhao Meng confronted the argali, while looking at an important part of the ram's waist.

There is the most important and critical tool at this time, and I don't know what stimuli this Canadian argaligo has been stimulated in the process of evolution.

Maybe in the process of hitting the hard with the horn at a certain time,

Argali, by chance, found that the direct attack could solve the problem of male competition once and for all.

So in addition to the impact, this argali, the argali, actually mastered the monkey's ability to steal peaches.

"Evolution in nature is amazing."

"I kind of understand why this huge argali, which has not been domesticated by humans."

"This ability to steal peaches is terrifying."

Zhao Meng and the argali, who were opposite, continued to confront each other, and they both knew that

If something goes wrong in the rest of the game, there's a good chance that one of them will permanently lose the ability to reproduce.

And in the confrontation just now, the opposite side also found that Zhao Meng was not the young lamb below, and he could successfully steal the peach.

"I can't fail!"

"If it fails, the simulation fails."

Zhao Meng stared at the argali, and moved his body slightly, wanting to hide the vital parts.

But with Zhao Meng's movements, the adult argali, who has a lot of experience stealing peaches, is like a professional boxer, always keeping his eyes on the enemy's weak spots.

The confrontation continued, and from time to time a ram was thrown down from the mountain.

For this kind of sheep living in the mountains, falling is the norm, but these losers have all experienced different degrees of peach stealing.

Stimulated by the pain, it is difficult for them to adjust their posture and find their landing spot, so they can only let themselves fall all the way to the valley, and eventually become food for predators.

Seeing this tragic situation, Zhao Meng, although he was a little nervous in his heart, he still forced himself to calm down.

He has simulated a lot of animals, and he should not be afraid of death, but if he dies in this way, Zhao Meng is a little difficult to accept.

Finally, the argali, on the other side, could not hold his breath and wanted to attack him.

But at this moment, a very strong ram appeared,

It stared at Zhao Meng and the ram confronting Zhao Meng, as if it was about to launch an attack on one side.

The sudden appearance of a third party made the confrontation that was about to break out return to its original state again.

Originally, the situation of the two males opposing each other has become three sheep at this time.

Time passed little by little, and the hens who were watching from the wall seemed to be a little impatient.

After calling a few times, he had the intention of leaving, and when he saw that the ehe had action, the confrontational ram was immediately attracted by the ewe.

The majestic ram took two steps back and hurried to follow.

And the ram that confronted Zhao Meng also slowly retreated, away from Zhao Meng.

Seeing the two rams leaving, Zhao Meng silently breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

……

There are a lot of sheep, and the two rams can't eat them at all, so Zhao Meng also got some opportunities to wander.

However, Zhao Meng was a little dissatisfied with the results of this breeding period, and always felt that there was no breath in his heart.

"I originally thought that with the wisdom of human beings, I could give full play to my ability to steal peaches."

"But it's still simple, the behavior of argali, which has spent countless years, has become instinctive."

"You have to practice hard!"

[In August of the fourth year, you suddenly kicked a moose without knowing what stimulation you received. 】

Looking at the moose running away,

Zhao Meng shook his head helplessly, the moose is too tall, it is not easy to practice, and it has to be of the same clan.

Zhao Meng is looking for other male argali, but argali, although this creature has a certain social nature.

However, there seems to be a lack of trust between males and males, and they generally do not meet except during the breeding season.

"By the way, there's also a kind of argali!"

Zhao Meng burrowed into the mountains and forests to find some argali, which had launched a special attack on him in the first place.

These argali are easy to find,

Like females, they would move in groups, but after Zhao Meng got along with them for a while, they could only flee.

……

[In September of the fourth year, Ling actually took the initiative to attack the predator. 】

"Too fragile!"

Zhao Meng looked at the lone wolf in front of him who was kicked to death by himself, and he could only look for a new target.

"Bear, no, although the height is about the same, it's too dangerous"

Zhao Meng, who was standing down the cliff, looked at the angry male bear below and shook his head helplessly.

Winter is gradually approaching, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and Zhao Meng can find fewer and fewer experimental subjects.

In the absence of animal experiments, Zhao Meng can only practice his kicking through some manual methods.

He contrasted his body and made marks with his legs in some places, such as on some tree trunks.

In this way, Zhao Meng began to practice the unique technique of this argali, day and night.

[In August of the fifth year, the new breeding season has arrived, and you have rejoined the breeding team of the males]

After a series of familiar processes, Zhao Meng followed the argali, and once again came to the edge of the steep cliff.

Looking at the argali, which kept throwing its hooves in front of him, it seemed to be about to attack

Zhao Meng did not hesitate, raised his leg and kicked, after this year of practice Zhao Meng has mastered this skill, he hit the key point with one hoof, and the ram rolled down in pain.

Zhao Meng glanced at the fallen ram, then just shook his head slightly, and continued to climb.

Step by step, he reached the highest, and kicked out his own group one by one.

He finally completed the summit of the Canadian argali, which was a bit of a tortuous but very good result.

[In March of the sixth year, you led your flock to migrate to the summer pastures. 】

Zhao Meng, who was eating grass, shook the dew drops on his body and looked up at the bouncing lambs.

"The mission of this simulation is almost complete, just wait until the natural end of life."

"According to observation, the lifespan of this kind of argali, which is about ten years, is not much left."

It is not easy for ordinary animals to determine their age, but the horns of argali are like growth rings, and it is easy to know their age.

[In September of the ninth year, the breeding season has arrived, and a new challenger has appeared in front of you. 】

"You're too young to challenge me."

Looking at the young argali, Zhao Meng withdrew his hooves.

Although his physical fitness has declined, the so-called ginger is still old and spicy, and his kicking skills are becoming more and more proficient.

[In May of the eleventh year, the temperature warmed up, mosquitoes prevailed, and you got sick. 】

"This simulation is almost over!"

Glancing at the ethnic group below, Zhao Meng turned around and disappeared into the mountains.

The decline in physical fitness no longer allowed him to continue to participate in breeding.

After all, Zhao Meng was also afraid of overturning, and he could only withdraw from the breeding competition when he was old.

[In September of the thirteenth year, the breeding season has arrived, but because of your body, you have no interest. 】

There was a constant loud crash in the valley.

Zhao Meng, who had a premonition of something, walked out of the cave where he was hiding.

He climbed the mountain with great difficulty, listening to the sounds coming from the valley.

A gust of wind blew, and the argali, which was supposed to be a mountain elf, could not stand, and the brownish-gray figure fell from the mountain and became a gift from nature.

【Simulation Success】

Under the interference of the human head phantom, the influence of the argali's body gradually disappeared, and Zhao Meng opened his eyes and let out a long breath:

"Another kind of life and death of an animal."

Going through the process of each animal from birth to death always evokes different emotions in his heart, and it also makes him feel a little numb in his heart.

"It's time to draw entries!"

Zhao Meng didn't forget his purpose, came to the virtual space, and touched the lottery holder.

I saw a ray of light fly out of the lottery and fall in front of him.

【Rumination (blue)】

"You can spit out the food you eat and process it again to speed up digestion."

Looking at this entry, Zhao Meng shook his head gently, and the effect of this entry seemed to be the same as the previous entry called [vomiting stomach].

He had no interest in choosing and continued to draw the next entry.

As his consciousness shook the holder, another ray of light appeared in front of him.

"Golden!"

"It's a rare attack type entry!"

[Precision Strike (Golden) (Why Do You Always Attack Here) (Straight to the Root of Life)]

"One of the definitions of life is that it grows more than it dies, and it is a self-replicating information structure, and you can destroy this foundation precisely from a certain structure."

(End of chapter)