Survival for All: Evolution from the Low End of the Food Chain

Fast.

After a while, a complicated tunnel was dug.

It appears that cavemen have also evolved.

The level of digging the tunnel is almost close to that of Zhu Bajie.

"The digging is over, this tunnel is very complicated!" Dongwu shouted from below.

"Everyone else should also increase the complexity of the terrain." Song Chen looked at the others.

"Okay!" Vulcan took some rocks and handed them to Dongwu, who put them in the tunnel.

Mian Jiu Mian San also took out a lot of cotton, and Dongfang Lili also took out some grass.

Various obstacles were created in the tunnel.

The other two young ant-men, who hadn't spoken much, also took out some twigs.

Song Chen, on the other hand, released a pile of sand directly.

All these things, together with the tunnels dug by Dong Wu, formed a more complex terrain.

Song Chen nodded in satisfaction: "That's fine."

"put!"

The prize gave another order.

The puppet ants loosen the weevil again, allowing the weevil to burrow into the ground.

"Grasp!"

The puppet ants rushed into the tunnel, and after a while, they caught all the weevils back, not a single one was missing.

"put!"

"Grasp!"

Three times in a row, no matter how complicated the terrain is, the puppet ants can easily handle the weevil every time.

This is no longer a contest of strength and skill.

It shows that the puppet ants have a natural sense of smell to the noseworms.

Even gut feeling.

know where it is.

This kind of capture relationship is like white blood cells removing bacteria, with precise positioning, no one will be missed.

"kill!"

With this order, the weevil has been easily pinched by the puppet ant, and it can't die anymore.

"Wow!"

All the people cheered.

This time they really believed in the strength of the puppet ants.

And the award raised his head again.

"Go down."

Award said to the puppet ant.

However, the puppet ants did not leave.

Instead, he walked to the front of the award.

Make some strange noises.

While looking at Song Chen, he kept talking.

Chapter 222 Kua, You Should Grow Up

Boy, are you trying to snitch on me?

Song Chen didn't know if there was an accurate communication between the puppet ants and the prize.

Similar to verbal communication.

The breath of the character exudes.

Feeling the fear, the puppet ant suddenly turned around and ran away.

It disappeared quickly.

"Strange, they want to tell me an important thing, but why did they run away?"

Prize shook his head.

"Mr. Zhang, now we believe that your puppet ants have the ability to catch weevils, so we can discuss what you have done for us!"

Dongfang Lili can always seize the best time.

"Yes, yes, but..."

The award took a serious look at the ten people in front of him.

"I have a small request."

"What request, do you want silver coins?" Vulcan took out a handful of silver coins.

"No..." Prize turned around and came to the elf portrait painted on the wall.

"Wait a little longer, the great superspirit, the elf will come to my home. He wants to give you blessings. I hope everyone can open their souls and welcome the blessings. This will make us humanoids stronger and have better lives. luck."

Wow, there is such a good thing.

This is something that can only happen at humanoid parties.

About the gathering of humanoids, humanoids know it all.

It is also true that being blessed by the superspirit will lead to happiness and good luck from now on.

So, it's really great to be here today, and to receive the blessing of an unexpected superspirit before getting the puppet ants.

People like this are very happy in their hearts.

They all agreed.

Only Song Chen had a bad signal in his heart.

Smart people, superspiritual beings, and blessings among humanoids, how similar are these to the procedures of humanoid gatherings.

Could it be that this birthday party was just a trap?

Is it to attract the wise ones among the humanoids, and finally dedicate their souls to the superspirit?

Could it be that last time in the humanoid gathering, my operation alarmed the Messenger of All Souls, making him afraid to hold a humanoid gathering again, so that the superspirits could create their own methods to eat humanoid spirits?

?: Yes, it is, but these are small problems that you can fix.

Good guy, it turns out that my intuition behind the incident is getting closer and closer to the truth.

Food turns out to be just a tool to verify intelligence.

Only smart people can make delicious food.

This is really a perfect set of deceptions, Ant-Man must not have thought of it, this is entirely the guidance of the superspirit behind it.

Since this is the case, in the soul of the prize, there is already a deep belief in elves.

It is completely impossible for me to control the award.

The prize had already painted the elf's portrait on the wall, and had accepted the hint that he would unswervingly carry out the elf's instructions.

It is impossible for him to use puppet ants to help the humanoids repel insects.

All of this is a lie.

Then, the only way left is to kill the prize.

Find someone to replace him.

Song Chen looked at Kua.

Kua also has a thought stamp on the back of his head.

He is also the one who can control the puppet ants.

[Prize kills "Feng" and obtains the puppet ants, then "Feng" is an ant-man with a stamp of thought, then "Feng"'s son, Kua, will definitely have one.

The facts perfectly prove the correctness of this logic.

It's time to stir up conflict.

Kua, he is his true son, the one who can willingly listen to his own words and direct the puppet ants to do things.

Song Chen also stood up and clapped his hands.

"That's right, that's right, Mr. Zhang, it's a person who is great enough to be blessed by the superspirit, you are really a proud person."

"so far so good."

Seeing Song Chen praising himself, the award was also very happy.

After all, Song Chen is the only person here with personality, and he looks very smart.

"The ant-man in the big ant nest you killed before must be famous, right?"

"It's okay, his name is Feng, he's not from the Ant-Man race, and he doesn't necessarily know him."

wind?

No matter how simple Kua's head is, it should have reminded him of something.

But the complicated situation made it difficult for him to act.

I also need prized puppet ants to ensure my survival.

"Xia, Xie killed your father, an Ant-Man whom I respect very much."

Song Chen directly exposed the contradiction.

The humanoids present suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"This is a kind-hearted Ant-Man. He loves his son Zi Kua and wants to travel the world with him, but unfortunately, he died in the hands of Zi Kua. He can no longer accompany his beloved Kua."

Song Chen didn't know about Feng's situation at all, but if Kua is kind, Feng must also be kind. This kind of father-son sentimental talk can't be wrong.

Sure enough, Kua's emotions were ignited.

"Yes, my father is Feng, Mr. Zhang, it was my father you killed."

The prize was completely stunned. This accident was something he hadn't thought of.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Kua, I didn't know he was your father."

"People are dead, apologies have a fart."

Song Chen felt a little impatient with this pair of Ant-Man.

Song Chen's soul overwhelmed the prize, and the prize suddenly trembled, and he didn't dare to say a word again.

If it weren't for the fact that manipulating the mind of puppet ants has the property of [cannot be forced], why bother.

Now is the time to bootstrap your own boast.

"Gua, it's time for you to really grow up."

Kua wiped away his tears, but still didn't understand what Song Chen meant.

As long as a humanoid is alive, how can there be so many complicated personalities?

"Gua, your former girlfriend is here, do you want her to see you as cowardly?"

Song Chen stretched out his finger to Mao Mao.

Mao was also one of the Ant-Mans who attended the birthday party.

Kua was moved by this sentence.

Immediately straightened up.