Banbu's exercise method can consume physical energy more efficiently and achieve significant results. Now gliding down from rocks can make it smoothly and there will be no accidents of breaking legs.

After two or three trips, enter the nest, select a thick and crisp leaf to eat, restore physical fitness, and take a short rest.

Two tentacles suddenly penetrated into the narrow hole, shaking constantly, releasing pheromone.

"Come out, meat, eat..."

Simple, intermittent, with excitement.

"Meat!"

Banbu was overjoyed, threw away the leaves and quickly drilled out of the nest.

Standing at the entrance of the cave was an adult female cockroach, her two front feet grabbed a piece of shredded flesh that had been torn from somewhere, and placed it in front of Banbu like a treasure.

Banbu's mother's body color has become a little dim, her body is beginning to age, and her life is about to end.

There are two reproduction modes for cockroaches: parthenogenesis and sex reproduction. They must be reproductive between sexes to have a very small probability of male cockroaches.

Hundreds of cockroaches nearby are their daughters, and only one son is Bianbu.

The red cockroach tribe and the female cockroaches are all bright and red in color, while the male cockroaches are pink. In their aesthetic cognition, red is the beautiful color.

Banbu is a freak. The first time he molted, the carapace turned black and brown. Later, molted, and it became darker every time. In the eyes of other similar people of the Red Cocktail tribe, this is undoubtedly an ugly alien.

The sisters and sisters all disliked Banbu and were unwilling to be with it.

Only this cockroach mother is always with her and takes good care of her.

About last month, the cockroach mother brought two shredded pork at night to help it complete its third shedding growth ahead of time.

Banbu was not polite and chewed happily, but at the same time he couldn't help but think and started to think.

"Such thick muscle fibers must be large creatures, where did they come from?"

"The last time I could be understood as having good luck. If I happened to it by chance, how can I explain this time?"

Wasting a large group of brain cells can't figure it out.

Watching Banbu eat the meat voraciously, the cockroach mother shook her tentacles lovingly, touching Banbu's tentacles, conveying her joy.

"Meat, and..."

The cockroach mother turned around and ran.

Banbu had a sudden inspiration, waved his tentacles, and anxiously conveyed the message: "Wait!"

The cockroach mother stopped, turned around, shook her tentacles, and sent a message of confusion.

Banbu quickly caught up, climbed onto the back of the cockroach mother, and continued to send the signal: "Together."

The cockroach mother shakes her tentacles and sends a signal: "Danger."

Banbu continued to send a signal: "Don't be afraid, together."

The cockroach mother stood there and thought for a while, but finally ran quickly with the quilt cloth.

Climb up the ridge of the mountain and run down the ridge to a nearby mountain peak.

For the small cockroach, it was quite a long way away. On the way, the cockroach mother stopped several times to find the corrupt leaves to fill her belly, and then continued to rush.

It was late at night that I finally arrived at the sunny side of the mountain.

Banbu was shocked by the scene in front of him.

A special forest, a special plant.

Especially a bush is the most eye-catching, it should be a raspberry, which is stronger than the common raspberries on the mountain. The leaves are veins of the leaves are reddish brown, and the trees are full of raspberry fruits, many of which exudes a hazy and faint orange glow.

Force Plant!

Banbu recognized it at a glance.

Force Biology?

Next to the raspberry, an oversized cockroach with bright red body was leisurely cutting a piece from the half-snake-shaped corpse, peeling the snake skin and discarding it. Immediately, the group of cockroaches around the side cheered and covered the snake skin, snatching food frantically.

"Is this the Red Buffalo tribe warriors described in the inheritance memory?"

"The warriors of the Red Buffalo tribe know how to use the Force independently to achieve gene evolution?"

"Or the talent potential of racial genes?"

Banbu looked a little dull.

In an instant, there were too many questions to think about, and various questions came one after another. There were not enough brain cells and the brain was a little drowsy.

The cockroach mother stopped, waved her tentacles, and signaled that the banner was ready to come down.

It was very anxious, waiting for a moment without any movement, shaking its wings anxiously, shaking off the dapple, making a "chirp" chirping, and rushing towards a larger skeleton not far away regardless of everything.

Banbu came back to his senses and looked at it carefully: the incomplete large biological skeletons are simply a small hill for the tiny cockroaches. The inside and outside of the mountain are densely filled with cockroaches, crowded with food, and the "chirping" anger was intertwined into pieces.

Banbu turned his head and looked at the Red Cockish tribe warrior lying next to the mutant raspberry bush: Maybe he was very picky, or maybe he had eaten a lot of food, and a piece of skinned snake meat was eaten and discarded at a time, which immediately attracted the crowd of cockroaches waiting nearby to snatch them up.

It is surrounded by immature groves. The originally growing trees have been peeled and cut off their branches. They have long since died and rotted. They are replaced by newly planted saplings. The surroundings are very clean and all the weeds have been eradicated.

After carefully identifying the spotted cloth, it is very certain that not only the ripe raspberries of the fruits, but also the other seedlings planted are all Force plants!

In places with abundant force, ordinary plants have a very small chance of gene mutation into Force plants. Force plants do not have the ability to reproduce. It can be said that each plant is a unique existence in the universe and is the highest level of life in carbon-based plants.

The technological means mastered by humans cannot change the probability of gene mutation, nor can they reproduce.

Banbu doesn't think that a cockroach on a primitive planet can do things that humans cannot do.

So, where did so many Force plants in front of you come from? Is it very likely that Force plants will be born on this planet?

Banbu's heart was so excited that he could not help but tremble violently: during the process of molting and growing in each age, there will be a racial inheritance memory engraved in the genes. When he grows to a certain level, he will definitely get information related to the Force plant.

Banbu secretly examined and measured the size of the Red Cockish tribe warriors.

Without instruments to measure gravity, it is impossible to even estimate the volume of the planet in which it is located. Without timed vessels, you can only calculate the number of days by day and night, but you cannot know how many hours each day is.

Without the above two data, it is impossible to judge the general size of the creatures on this planet.

From a new perspective, there is no tool to measure length, Banbu cannot even judge what his current body shape is, so he used a "relative measurement" calculation method: define his body length at birth as 1, currently 4 years old, and 2.5 years old; sisters hatched with the same egg sheath are 7 years old, and their body length is 4 years old; sub-adults in the age of 10 years old should be about 5.5 years old; adult cockroaches of 19 years old range in length range from 9 to 10 years old.

Based on this self-created length measurement unit, the body length of the Red Cocktail tribe warrior should reach about 200.

The physical properties of matter in the universe will not be much different.

By comparing soil and gravel particles, the banner cloth roughly estimated that the length unit 1 it defined is approximately equivalent to 0.2 to 0.5 cm.

In other words, the body length of the Red Cockish tribe warrior is within a range of 0.4 to 1 meter.

Small, small.

Small size means not strong to a certain extent.

Banbu continued to observe the white skeletons piled up nearby. Most of them were cut into sections and then gnawed clean. There were also the skeleton remains of large organisms, which were very incomplete.

Banbu guessed that the Red Cock Puffer tribe soldiers in front of him should be the food they received after they were hunted together in the jungle regularly and successfully.

"I don't know what the size and combat power of other tribe warriors are?"

"If you know how to plant and cultivate Force plants, and know how to absorb Force independently to achieve gene evolution, there are infinite possibilities, and there should be strong presence."
Chapter completed!