This is the end of Life of Fantasy. I originally wanted to write more and lay out more foreshadowing, but then I thought it would be better to speed up the progress??)／
Otherwise, the few readers will run away!
——I am the dividing line——
The next day, June 2, the fleet set off again.
The rainy season is getting late, but it still doesn't stop. The rain during the day was very light, and there were intervals between rain and light from time to time, so the ants on the ship no longer had to endure the pain of being soaked in the rain and stuffy in the cabin.
The wind direction this season is mostly from the south, and there is no north wind that the protagonist is looking forward to.
After the fleet left the reed swamp, the protagonist could only hold the pole all the way, fighting against the south wind, along the dense reeds on the north bank of the Qinghe River, and moved eastward little by little, but could not cross the river southward as expected.
The fleet's voyage was not smooth, and it was constantly entangled in aquatic plants along the way. The protagonist had to brave the rain himself to use an obsidian jaw knife to cut off the aquatic plants that entangled the ship bit by bit. When there is no rain, other ants will come to help.
These aquatic plants are very tough, much stronger than grasses on land, and it always takes a lot of effort to cut them off. Sometimes the protagonist even enters the state of "god descending from heaven" in anger, and frantically saws these aquatic plants to vent his frustration over the past few days. .
After venting on the leaf-cutter ants before, the protagonist is still often depressed these days...
Obstructed by aquatic plants that appeared from time to time on the shore, the fleet moved very slowly. By the afternoon, it had left the reed swamp where the boat had previously been parked for about three to four hundred meters.
Even when the protagonist climbs up the mast and takes a look, he can vaguely see the anchorage where he spent the night yesterday. "This is not called sailing. A snail can crawl faster than this." The protagonist was very annoyed and had no idea what to do.
But after turning around a group of reeds, the protagonist's eyes suddenly became clear.
Finally, there were not many reeds and calamus blocking us, and a peninsula on the north shore that penetrated into the water was right in front of us.
To be precise, the Qinghe River turned a corner here, and the bay road wrapped a section of land on three sides, forming a peninsula.
The west side of this peninsula is full of traces of erosion by the river over the years. Facing the direction of the fleet, there is a high cliff of sand and rocks, which has been washed extremely smooth by the river water.
If you look down from the air, you will find that the other side of the peninsula is a gently sloping beach because there is no river erosion.
This peninsula covers an area of about three to four hundred square meters. The neck connecting it to the land is very narrow, only about three to four meters wide. It seems that it will not take many years for the river to wash out a gap here and cut it straight. shorten the river channel. The original river channel should become an oxbow lake.
But at least for now, this place is still a peninsula and is still connected to the land. Before the flood season, the river water only gently caresses the cliff bank, and there is no sign of the momentum of the waves crashing on the shore during the flood.
The protagonist controlled the fleet around the top of the peninsula, and finally saw the beach on this side. He looked at the shore in the dusk light: behind the beach was land covered with weeds, sloping upward until it ended into a cliff and plunged into the water.
Except for a large poplar tree at the neck of the peninsula, there are only wild grasses and a few shrubs on the peninsula. There are no other trees, and there are no traces of ant activity or ant nests in the field of vision.
This is a very suitable anchorage. If there are no threats nearby, then this place can also be used as a short-term camp, where the fleet and the ants can rest and recuperate before the north wind arrives. Lazy people listen to books
The sky is getting dark, and it is definitely impossible to sail at night. The protagonist leads the fleet to use the wind and inertia to hit the beach.
The fleet rushed up to the beach smoothly and smoothly. Due to the lack of fixed objects nearby, they could only simply tie the cables to a few larger pebbles.
The protagonist also uses his own pole and spare pole to drill into the ground and use them as bollards.
Under the light of dusk, hundreds of ants were sent off the boat to search this small peninsula, while other ants remained on the boat.
If there are powerful indigenous ants or other threats on this peninsula, the fleet will have to spend the night on high alert waiting to set sail the next day.
But if there is no threat, the protagonist decides to camp here.
Fortunately, when it got dark, all teams returned and reported that no ants were found living on the peninsula, and no threats such as fierce insects were found. This is a peaceful but somewhat barren peninsula.
Of course, due to time constraints, these exploration teams only explored a small area of the peninsula. The furthest point was a dozen meters away from the poplar trees on the neck of the peninsula, and did not go deep into the land.
But this information was enough, and the protagonist immediately ordered everyone to disembark and build a camp overnight.
Not only the ants who like to keep their feet on the ground are fed up with the rickety boat, but the protagonist himself can't stand it anymore, especially since he has been without cooked food for a long time and has to struggle to control the boat. He feels that his physical and mental limits are approaching.
Thousands of ants disembarked from the boat and lined up, guided by the exploration team, to the poplar tree, where the protagonist decided to build a camp.
Although it is called a camp, it is actually a regular nest. To accommodate the survival of nearly ten thousand ants, all facilities must be complete. It is no different from a medium-sized nest.
As for why they chose the location of the poplar tree for nesting, it was mainly because it was an important location and could control the access from land to the peninsula.
Moreover, there is an insurmountable cliff to the west of the poplar tree, and the neck of the peninsula is only three or four meters wide. As long as a fortress is built, it can ensure that the entire peninsula becomes a safe hinterland.
As for whether there are some resources urgently needed by the Divine Envoy King's Legion near this peninsula, such as salt, that is a secondary matter.
Anyway, there is still a little inventory on the ship, so saving a little and holding on for a few months is not a problem. After a month, maybe the fleet can wait for the weather to come back and cross the river to return.
The ants that got off the boat first were mainly worker ants. They had a good meal and headed to the construction site under the leadership of the big worker ants.
Nowadays, in addition to serving in the scientific research team and the Flying Knights, the big worker ants also play a greater role as the commander of the worker ants.
Although the protagonist can't see it, it can't completely stop the male ants from discriminating against the big worker ants.
But in this small fleet, there is no blind spot in the protagonist's eyes. The prestige and dictatorship of the Divine Envoy King cannot be challenged by any male ant, and the big worker ants can fully enjoy the prescribed status and power.
Except for the construction team and the newly formed 8th legion of the katydid leopards sent out to protect them, other ants are not allowed to get off the boat for the time being. After all, they cannot dig enough nests for nearly ten thousand ants in a short time. It rains a little from time to time, so they can't take risks. Spend the night in the open air and have no choice but to stay on the boat.
The protagonist ran to the construction site, spread some hay in a newly excavated nest chamber, and slept peacefully regardless of the sound of digging soil from all directions in the tentacles.
