Astral Cockroach

Banbu, Yabai, and Fengling gathered at the entrance of the cave to eat and chat.

Mainly, Banbu recounted the news he had just heard from the Sheep Hoof Mountains about Princess Chijian's plan to raise funds to buy a Longevity Peach from the Longevity Roach King.

When the topic concerned the rise and fall of the race, the atmosphere became heavy and depressing.

Then they talked about the soon-to-be-born little warrior. In this regard, Yabai was the most experienced and explained, "Banbu, that little fellow has been sleeping for two days. If all goes well, he should wake up within three days."

Banbu asked, "What if it doesn't go well?"

Yabai replied, "If he sleeps for more than five days, it will be difficult to succeed. During this period, it is most important to avoid being disturbed."

"Little warriors are generally born in the spring, at the latest in early summer. Entering midsummer, little warriors are basically not born. So, Banbu, Fengling, you should pay more attention and carefully check your territory every spring."

"I see that there are quite a few small roaches on Lizhu Peak. You should also spend some effort to check the living conditions of the small roaches outside the territory from time to time."

… …

As dusk approached.

More than 100,000 ordinary small roaches gathered on the open space in front of the cave.

Duzhu and Tiehua each obtained a small python corpse and were having a great time playing.

Banbu spared some energy to observe.

Tiehua was very carefree. He cut the corpse into pieces and threw them to the ordinary small roaches. He finished playing in a few moments, then looked at Duzhu expectantly.

Duzhu knew how to play. Each time, he only cut a piece of python meat, threw it into the roach crowd, watched them scramble for it, and waited until they had eaten the meat before cutting another small piece and throwing it in.

Tiehua was very excited to see this, and from time to time he violently shook his wing veins, making "squeak squeak" cheers.

"They can have fun with this? They are indeed two very boring little fellows," Banbu thought silently.

Looking at Hongdao again, his mind was obviously mature. He carefully ate the snake blood apricot kernel after filling his stomach, eating only one. He dug a small pit and buried the other one in the ground, intending to save it for tomorrow.

Datou finally finished his day's work and returned to the mountain peak, surrounded by the ant colony.

"Banbu, you're back! Yabai, Fengling."

Datou asked, "Banbu, are Rat King and the others doing well?"

Banbu replied, "They are very well and will not be in danger."

Banbu responded, then fell into thought again: Now, except for the life seeds, bamboo, and a small amount of Fengling flowers, other plants on Lizhu Peak have been almost completely cleared. The fodder for the biogas pool must be cut from the foot of the mountain and then transported up, which undoubtedly increases Datou's workload.

The best way to solve the problem is for Datou to advance to a high-level warrior. At that time, the number of ants in the colony should be able to exceed 10,000, the size of the worker ants will grow, their intelligence will improve, and the overall quality will increase, making their work efficiency higher.

Datou's natural physique is too poor, much worse than Xiangpu. His utilization rate of Origin Power is low, making growth difficult.

"Next year, I'll ask the Chonglou caravan to spend some Origin Stones to help Datou strengthen his physique," Banbu thought silently.

Thinking carefully, he couldn't help but have a headache. In fact, other members of Lizhu Peak also needed to spend Origin Stones. Added together, it was not a small amount, a very heavy burden.

"Banbu, now that you're back, I should leave. Summer has arrived, and there are many things to do in the territory," Yabai stood up and said goodbye, "Lizhu Peak has you and Daxiong, so there shouldn't be any problems with safety, right?"

"Yes, Daxiong is about to advance to the Mountain Lord level, and my combat power is not weak either. It's very safe," Banbu also stood up.

Yabai said to Fengling again, "Fengling, don't be too anxious to advance to a six-year-old warrior. It's best to postpone it to the end of summer, when the temperature is more suitable for molting and sleeping, and the risk is much smaller."

"I understand, thank you," Fengling also stood up.

"Tiehua, don't be greedy for play, it's time to go," Yabai shouted.

"Ah?" Tiehua was watching Duzhu cut the python meat and feed it to the ordinary small roaches, and he was having a great time. He was a little reluctant and asked, "Yabai, can we leave tomorrow?"

"No!" Yabai refused decisively, spread his wing veins, fanned them, and shouted, "Quick, get on."

"Oh…" Tiehua was not as thick-skinned as Heisang. He had some awe of Yabai. He was scolded and immediately became well-behaved. He reluctantly flew onto Yabai's back and followed him away.

… …

Banbu patrolled Lizhu Peak once.

He had only been away for a few days, and there was not much change, except that a small Chilian warrior might be born soon, and there were no other accidents.

Then he should stay at the entrance of the cave with peace of mind.

It was of great significance. If all went well, Banbu would become a true direct elder of a Chilian warrior. Moreover, this little warrior was also the first Chilian warrior born in the Jinping Mountains since Banbu settled in Lizhu Peak.

If the Jinping Mountains were to develop and prosper, the number of insects must not be small. This was a good start.

Duzhu was a typical hyperactivity patient. Except for the short time he slept and rested every day, he was never willing to be stable at other times. He always tried to be mischievous in every possible way.

Banbu was bored waiting, so he simply restrained him by his side, taught him numbers and mathematical symbols, and taught him some simple arithmetic knowledge.

In the inherited memories of insects, there are counting and addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division operations, but there are no corresponding words and symbols. It is like a fixed software program. The brain is the hardware that supports the operation. It requires high brain power. Only starting from high-level warriors can the computing power be considered practical.

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Duzhu had a very poor talent in mathematics, similar to Daxiong. Addition and subtraction were okay, but when it came to multiplication and division, he immediately got stuck.

This was exactly what Banbu wanted. He took out the majesty of an elder, used the scales of the Xia Python warrior to carve and write a large number of calculation problems, and assigned homework to Duzhu. He was not allowed to eat until he finished.

The effect was remarkable. After this toss, Duzhu had no energy to be mischievous.

… …

The second day of waiting.

Early morning.

Hongdao's shout suddenly came from next to the bamboo forest: "Banbu! Quick, the little warrior is awake!"

"Wow!" Duzhu reacted faster than Banbu, shouting excitedly, throwing away his homework, and flapping his wings towards the bamboo forest.

"Awake?!" Banbu heard this, stood up abruptly, drilled into the cave, took out the fresh meat that had been prepared, and ran towards the bamboo forest.

Mental power swept over him.

A small roach less than 5 centimeters long shook its antennae and walked out staggeringly, following the scent.

Origin Power awakened, and the inherited memory guided him. He knew that he should seek shelter from the elders of the tribe.

"Too small…" Banbu's toes were more than 5 centimeters long. After thinking about it, he cut a small piece from the prepared python meat and handed it to Hongdao, saying, "Divide it again and feed it to him."

"Okay." Hongdao was indeed sensible. He knew that the little warrior had just completed his molting and growth and was very weak and needed to eat to replenish his strength. Without saying much, he cut a small piece of beast meat and handed it over.

Unexpectedly, the little warrior kept shrinking back, somewhat fearful, and waved his antennae in a panic, constantly releasing pheromones of threat and warning to Hongdao.

Banbu reminded, "Hongdao, your carapace color and aura are not right. He is very scared. Put the food on the ground and step back a little."

"Oh!" Hongdao threw the food on the ground and stepped back.

Hongdao was a hybrid of the Chilian and Black and White Flower Roach tribes. He possessed the aura of both tribes, but the mixture was different from the aura of either tribe.

The newborn little warrior could not distinguish clearly, so he was alert and fearful, but he was also very bold. Hongdao stepped back, and he immediately ran forward and lay on the meat to gnaw.

"Wow! So small…" Duzhu's exclamation came from above.

Duzhu grabbed a green bamboo worm and landed, handing it to the newborn little warrior, saying, "Eat this, it's delicious!"

Duzhu was a purebred Chilian warrior, a junior warrior, and small in size. The little warrior showed obvious trust and kindness to him, nodding his antennae vigorously, releasing pheromones, and sending a series of "understood" signals, changing to eating the green bamboo worm.