The protagonist felt a little unhappy, and the humidity in the underground lair made him toss and turn and unable to sleep.
After all, this place is on a sandbar in the middle of the river. If you dig one or two meters below your feet, you can get out of the water. The moisture overflowing around makes the protagonist very uncomfortable.
He simply left the palace, roasted in the small fire in the combustion chamber for a while, dried his body, and then crawled outside the lair to get some air and relieve the negative emotions that had been accumulated in his heart due to failure.
The ant mound is not yet fully completed at this time and is only about one decimeter high. The protagonist crawls out of the ant mound construction site which is a mixture of gravel and ant glue.
Although the ant mound is not high, it is close to the cliff. Not far away is the anchorage of the walnut boat. The vegetation nearby is relatively sparse, and the view is quite good.
In the chimney behind, the smoke from the combustion chamber kept pouring out. The protagonist was very close and smelled a bit of choking smoke in his tentacles, which forced him to move downwind.
The protagonist did not complain about the smoke. In such a humid environment, even dried fuel will become damp after being left for a while, and it is inevitable to produce smoke when burning.
And the smoke is also good. At least the mosquitoes flying in the sky dare not approach the anthills. Although these mosquitoes do not suck blood, they are very annoying if they buzz around you.
The protagonist saw with his own eyes a mosquito sitting on a nearby grass, piercing its mouthparts into the fat stems of the grass, sucking the plant juice. It seems that when there is no blood to feed on and flowers are scarce, these mosquitoes feed on grass juice.
The moonlight is particularly bright today, and the clouds in the sky have almost disappeared, leaving only a few streak-like residual clouds hidden in the night sky. They look just a little more obscure than the deep night. You can't distinguish the clouds unless you look carefully. sideline.
The moon was not blocked at all, and the moonlight reflected from the sun did not have the hot and hot temperament of early summer during the day, but was soft and full of graceful imagery.
Just under this moonlight, countless Aedes mosquitoes are flying. During the day, the protagonist never expected that this sandbank can hide so many Aedes mosquitoes. They seem to be endless, flying and circling in the sky, sometimes east and west, sometimes gathering together. The clouds of mosquito mist and pillars of mosquitoes sometimes suddenly disperse into stars all over the sky.
Tonight, it is not dark clouds that obscure the moonlight, but clouds of mosquitoes. These mosquitoes may have been hiding in the grass on the sandbank during the day, or they may have been partially hidden on the river bank. They were quiet during the day and did not reveal their true colors until dusk.
The protagonist had already entered the nest at dusk, and did not see the spectacular scene of mosquitoes taking off one after another. The ants saw it, but had no insights or reports.
At this moment, the protagonist was so shocked by the wonders in the sky that he was speechless. It is said that when starlings and traveling songbirds migrate in the Americas, their numbers can reach millions, blocking out the sun and seeming to turn day into night. Now the passenger pigeon has become extinct, and the protagonist has never been to America to see the wonders of starlings. I saw it in a documentary and had no intuitive feeling.
But at this moment, the sight of billions of mosquitoes flying into the sky seems to be no less impressive. When the gathered mosquitoes fly to the position of the moon, they can really cover up the silver moon without leaking a trace of color. For a moment, it seems that the brightness of the night has been lowered. A few degrees.
At this time, the protagonist noticed that among the mosquitoes, there were huge figures constantly rushing against each other. Although the number was much rarer, the momentum was more fierce.
Those are the figures of dragonflies that look like large passenger planes. They hunt among the mosquitoes. The mosquitoes that cover the sky must also be in awe of these aerial overlords. They constantly gather and disperse to avoid predators, but there are always misfortunes. of prey died.
Predation and escape, this kind of competition for survival is everywhere, and the protagonist finally knows why there are no predators on the sandbank, because these dragonflies hide in other places during the day, and only appear at night with the active mosquitoes.
Predation, killing, death, survival, the rules of nature are so simple and direct in front of you, and everyone will have their own insights.
The protagonist stared blankly at the clouds of mosquitoes and the ferocious and ruthless dragonflies, and sighed, this is the power of life, the power of nature, this is the competition for survival, although it is cruel, no matter it is a predator or a prey, Everyone has their own way of survival.
Nature will not let any species die. Evolution under competition is the only way for each species to reproduce.
At this moment, the huge pressure brought by the Destroyer faded away in the protagonist's heart. Nature is so powerful that the destroyer is nothing in comparison. When primitive people walked through the Ice Age, they faced great beasts like mammoths and saber-toothed tigers. But in the end, human civilization that thrived made the beasts either extinct or reduced to rare and protected animals. It relied on the evolution of civilization. The power afterwards.
In an instant, the protagonist gained the confidence to realize that developing civilization is the key to defeating the Destroyer. Previously in his homeland, the protagonist only developed some systems and technologies according to local conditions, and the Legion of the Divine Envoy King was already proud of both sides of the river.
However, the civilization level of the entire Divine Envoy King Army is still very low, not as good as the primitive people of the Neolithic Age, that is, not as good as the level of the cavemen in Zhoukoudian. Therefore, when facing the extremely vicious Destroyer, the God's Envoy King's army was restrained at every turn.
If the God Envoy King's army has a higher level of civilization, the chance of winning will be much greater. The protagonist knows that he must improve the civilizational level of the God Envoy King Legion as soon as possible. Only he, a time traveler, can do this. He has knowledge that transcends the times and has unique authority. Only he can lead this civilization forward. If we just expect this budding ant civilization to evolve on its own, we may not be able to make any progress for thousands of years.
Of course, there may be other advanced civilizations in this world, but they are hard to come by. If this is the earth, then for ants, the surface area of this world is equivalent to more than 10,000 times the area of the earth in human perception. There needs to be a Magellan in this ant world, and the difficulty for him to travel around the world is more than a million times that of the human Magellan.
Under such objective conditions, the geographical environment will cut the entire world into countless small isolated areas, civilizations will develop independently, and exchanges will be limited to a certain range.
The protagonist does not know to what extent the civilization in other parts of the world has developed. Perhaps the Legion of the God Envoy King is the most civilized part. He doesn't expect to encounter any advanced civilization, and that's not necessarily a good thing.
Instead of counting on illusory external forces, it is better to manage your own forces well and use your own power to fight against the Divine Envoy King's army. This is the right way.
Under the swarms of mosquitoes flying all over the sky, in the smoky mosquito-free land, the protagonist has the answer in his heart.
