In almost one morning, those nasty little things had grown to the size of a rubber ball and were running around in the grass. It seemed that the entire courtyard was full of them.
Lin Chou knew that the scientific name of these mice was white-tailed moles.
After the cataclysm, they play the role of scavengers. Fresh fruits, dead leaves, and even accumulated humus are their food. When they are born, they are only the size of a finger. If there is enough food, they can grow to a body size of Ten centimeters long, a complete white-tailed mole weighs more than sixteen kilograms.
Their body shape is very similar to that of furballs, both being cylindrical.
The forelimbs are thick and short, the palms are particularly enlarged and wide and flat, with strong shovel-like claws to facilitate digging and foraging. The hind limbs are powerful and move quickly. The outer ears are completely degenerated, and there are almost no eyes.
In fact, their eyes are just decorations, equivalent to blind people.
White-tailed moles rely on vibrations in the ground to sense danger, and can use their shovel-like claws to dig out a shelter in the ground in half a second. They are very cunning.
However, due to their large size, tender meat, outstanding reproductive capacity and rapid growth, white-tailed moles are the favorites of rat farmers in Xiacheng District, Mingguang Base City, and their selling prices are much higher than ordinary rats. , and the red-cheeked bamboo rat are the two kings of the rat world.
The white-tailed mole's lanugo hair is only one centimeter long, and is slightly gray and a little pink. I don't know how many moles there are in the yard, but their shed lanugo hair is floating in the wind, covering almost every inch of space.
Lin Chou sneezed repeatedly, and along with the floating lanugo came the fishy and disgusting smell of feces.
"call!"
The strong wind blows, and the mole's tiny lanugo hair is carried away to the distant wilderness like a suspended stream.
"Your uncle!" Lin Chou was in agony.
So, the rat-hunting operation began.
The furry bull, the red linchou, and the pitcher plants and fences all joined the war.
The pitcher plant was the most powerful, with dozens and hundreds of meters of vines covering the sky and the sun, rumbling against the ground, shaking Xiao Wu's simple house.
White-tailed moles are extremely agile and petite. Compared with pitcher plants that can easily reach hundreds of meters high, they are like ants and elephants.
The effect is conceivable. The anti-aircraft cannon can kill mosquitoes. I won’t say whether it can hit them.
Just with the pitcher plants' hammering posture on the ground, within a few minutes, the ground hundreds of meters around them can be tamped into a foundation that can be used to build high-rise buildings.
The pitcher plant fence is a complete failure.
The hair ball took action, and mycelium spurted out from the ground like fireworks. From time to time, moles screamed, were pushed out of the soil, and exploded into blood mist.
The hairy cow also performed a wonderful feat this time, rolling across the ground at lightning speed, biting out moles one by one, throwing them into the air, and then being torn into pieces by the hairy ball's hyphae.
Lin Chou was deeply relieved. He looked at himself and Chi Zhi again. They had been busy for half an hour and couldn't even catch a mole.
Secretly gritting his teeth, just one, just one!
Don’t forget the special skills of the God of Chef menu. When I make it into a dish and add it to the menu, I’ll see how you still run away!
Two hours later, the furball stopped attacking, not because the mole was completely wiped out, but because it... lost its strength.
The size of the hair ball that had returned to normal had shrunk by almost a third, and even the hyphae on its surface had wilted. Lin Chou felt distressed when he saw it, and quickly put the hair ball in his pocket to let it rest.
Looking at the hole-riddled ground and the second-generation moles emerging from the numerous mole holes, Lin Chou sighed deeply. The white-tailed mole was so terrifying.
Once they sense a danger to the population, moles hiding in deep caves, as long as they are over eight centimeters in size, can rapidly mature in just a few minutes, and then perform some indescribable behavior crazily. , a litter of at least hundreds of second-generation moles will be born within an hour, and then scatter or escape one after another.
A generation of moles would die instantly, paying for their explosive reproduction.
But as long as a pair of moles successfully escape, and they are given another two or three days to eat and grow, there will be no pressure at all to form a swarm of rats again.
There is no breathtaking operation, no incredible strength, the brain circuit is not very easy to use, and he is even blind and deaf.
But the white-tailed mole rat used this stupid method as simple as picking its feet to thrive in the land after the cataclysm, spreading to everywhere that humans can or cannot see.
In a way, this is a complete crushing, an unreasonable fight.
...
Rat farmers raise all kinds of rats in all-metal cages with no gaps, lest they cause a rat infestation in the base city, which is not the case like Lin Chou.
It came so suddenly, without any precaution.
Lin Chou was really frowning this time. I have worked hard to evolve for millions of years to reach the top of the food chain, not just to watch you bunch of prodigal rats eat me, drink my food and then defecate in my yard! !
Well, although the situation of mankind was very embarrassing after the cataclysm, and standing at the top of the food chain became just talk, but it was not the mole's turn to come out to dominate, right?
Lin Chou couldn't help but think of a book he had read. It was said that before the catastrophe, there was an extraordinary artifact that could poison an entire nest of rats when mixed with food or sprayed on the ground. This artifact The name was "Poisonous Rat Strong" and the number was A2118. It was later completely banned because it was too toxic.
This shit.
Humanity before the cataclysm was so happy and had such an enviable luxury.
"Boss, what should we do?"
Chi Zhi also has some worries about happiness.
Mole is a rare delicacy in the tiankeng. Its meat is tender, red and white, plump but not greasy. Every time a nest is captured, the clan members will carefully make it into dried meat and hide it. Enjoy slowly.
Now that I see this mountain full of moles, how can I not miss the delicious food?
However, the smell now is really... it's almost unbreathable!
Lin Chou feels distressed. This handsome yard is almost turning into briquettes for me.
Lin Chou said with trembling hands, "Cabinet, in the cabinet."
"kindness?"
"instant noodles!"
"oh oh."
Chi Zhi took a pack of Kangshuaibo Spicy Beef Noodles and whispered,
"Boss, it's not appropriate to eat instant noodles at this time. The taste is... ugh!"
"Crack!"
Lin Chou squeezed it with one hand.
"Click."
The sound of instant noodles breaking is crisp and lingering.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Chi was speechless,
"..."
Lin Chou raised his head, "Did you hear that?"
"Wha, what?"
The boss must have been tortured crazy by these rats, right?
"Crack!"
"Listen, I'll make a heartbreaking sound for you."
"..."
The broken instant noodles were scattered on the ground by the lost Lin Chou. The two second-generation white-tailed moles had not yet opened their eyes. They kept sniffing with their long pink noses. They staggered and crawled under Lin Chou's nose, acting as if there was no one around. I ate the crumbs.
"Click, click."
Lin Chou's expression froze, and the paper bowl of instant noodles fell from his hands and fell to the ground.
The two little moles were startled, screamed and ran away, then turned back cautiously.
In the end, the two mole cubs quickly disappeared from the two men carrying paper bowls.
