Chapter 256 Worship
A newborn lacewing separated from its mother and slowly fell from midair. Just then, a Bacillus subtilis passed right below it, and its tail was wrapped by the soft, liquid-like lacewing. The slender fungus struggled in the air for a while, and after a while, the bright yellow fungus turned into a real dead grass, even more dilapidated than dust particles. A small ball, only about one-tenth of its size, broke away from the fungus, observed for a while, and then pounced on a filamentous mold.
This kind of fighting scene is played out countless times every day, and Yadao is no longer surprised. He turned a blind eye to the increasing number of drakes around him, and did not care about the various cells and microorganisms that were hunted . His small body quickly passed through the jungle, flexibly bypassing various fungi in front of him, and from time to time he used the dust in the air or even drakes to jump. Between taking off and leaping, his body flexibly performed various almost impossible movements and crossed countless obstacles. Soon, Yadao, panting, successfully found his target.
The green ground was covered with twisted wrinkles and protrusions, and it was a bit slippery when stepped on. Yadao stepped lightly on a piece of skin dandruff and fell from the sky, landing on the grass-green ground. He took a stick and slapped away the white lacewings in front of him, revealing a peanut-shaped thing that was originally covered by them. Looking at its shriveled epidermis, Yadao sighed helplessly, but was not disappointed. He jumped to a higher place to look for it again.
He was very lucky today. After finding more than a dozen completely dead "peanuts" in a row, he finally found a fresh one under the shade of leaves. It was full at both ends and slightly shrunken in the middle. It looked like a plump peanut, but it was light sky blue, dotted with dark red stripes and small golden particles, like a carefully carved work of art.
Before a white dragonfly could get close to it, Yadao grabbed it and ran away. He held the "peanut" on his head and took a shortcut, rushing back twice as fast as when he came.
The hospital's ENT clinic was empty, with only a small pot of forget-me-nots on the windowsill, drooping as if it hadn't been watered for days, with a few brownish-yellow spots on the leaves. The blue flower drooped, and a curled petal suddenly broke away from the stem and fell straight into the gray-black soil. And at a time when the human eye couldn't detect it, a pollen .
Yadao held the pollen in his hand and ran back to the tribe excitedly. The terrible monsters like the Baise Mantis not only reproduced very quickly, but also devoured all living things except the micron people. The most hateful thing was that in addition to the cells being devoured, the nearby cells would also be infected and atrophied. When eaten, they tasted like dehydrated soil, and eating too much would make you sick. Therefore, although the micron people had a wide range of diets and were not picky eaters, they were gradually forced to eat Baise Mantis.
You know, except for a few who like to eat mushroom meat, most of the Micron people are vegetarians. Asking them to eat a small creature like the Baise Mantis that can scream and struggle, besides disgust, is more of a fear. Many people are very reluctant to eat this kind of thing, but they have to do so in order to survive. This pollen was once just a common food for them, but now it has become a rare delicacy.
Yadao doesn't care about food. The reason why he came so far to try his luck at collecting forget-me-not pollen was actually for Rongyuan.
He ran quickly to the tribe, and when he returned, he saw Rong Yuan coming out of the bedroom and walking towards the laboratory. Wandou followed him, and the two were discussing something in a low voice. Yadao jumped in front of Rong Yuan, pushed the pollen held in his hands forward, and stammered, "Mr. Rong, Mr. Rong... this is for you to eat."
He had heard that some people in some large tribes sometimes called people they respected "Mr. ", and although he didn't understand what it meant, Yadao still called him that unconsciously, and this title quickly became popular in the Changguang tribe. But the strange thing was that no one ever called Wandou "Mr.", they all called him by his name.
Rong Yuan looked up at the pollen grain that was about the same size as Ya Dao, and his expression was a little strange. Many people in the tribe who saw this scene couldn't help but hold their foreheads and cover their faces. A sense of helplessness and embarrassment was passed to Ya Dao. He suddenly felt something was wrong, and took the pollen down to see that a well-fed Lacewing suddenly jumped into the sky. The pollen grain in his hand had shrunk by 70% and there was only a dry empty shell left.
A wave of anger radiated out from the tooth knife, and under his impact, many microns nearby felt an unrelieved irritation. Rong Yuan shook his head and walked past him, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "Thank you for your kindness, but you know, I don't need to eat for the time being."
Yadao knew that even if he didn't know it before, it was not difficult to find out during the time they spent together that the two people from the Flying Clan had never eaten or drunk anything. The water and various carefully prepared foods that were brought to them were always brought back intact. According to Rongyuan, their racial habit was to eat a large amount of food at one time, store a lot of energy in the body, and then not eat or drink for a long time afterwards. However, Yadao felt that even if they had such a habit, the energy should be constantly consumed with their activities, so even if it was not the fixed time to eat, it would not matter if they ate something to replenish it. So they didn't eat, not because they didn't need to, but because they didn't want to.
Thinking of the resistance of many tribesmen, especially children, to eating the baise dragonfly, Yadao felt that he had discovered the truth, so he ran a long way to collect this pollen, but he didn't expect it to be rejected. He could see that even if this good pollen had not turned into an empty shell sucked dry by the baise dragonfly, Rongyuan would not be interested in it.
After throwing away the useless pollen, Yadao dejectedly followed Rong Yuan and the others into the laboratory. Almost instantly, all the previous emotions disappeared, and only awe and devout faith surged in his chest.
Yadao never thought about what had changed about himself. In a short period of time, he went from being a warrior who was suspicious and wary of the two men being disguised "Flying Clan" to a complete fanatical admirer of them. In the entire Changguang tribe, he was the only micron who knew what the inside of the laboratory looked like.
Many microns' impression of this laboratory is still stuck on its beautiful exterior and empty interior when it was first built. This wonderful house has sparked a wave of imitations, and now there are more than a dozen such colorful houses in the tribe, which are very eye-catching. No one pays attention to Rong Yuan's laboratory anymore, especially since they all know that there is nothing inside.
During this period of time, Rong Yuan and his companions had never brought anything in. Now, at most there were a few more Baiselongs inside? Could it be that the two flying tribes wanted to raise these little monsters to observe their living habits and find out their weaknesses?
This seems to make sense. Therefore, some bored microns caught the white dragonflies in the cage and tried to raise them. However, several of them escaped accidentally, but nothing happened. A lot of energy was wasted.
At this time, Yadao wanted to tell them how magical the laboratory was. It was filled with many unheard-of exquisite instruments. The "ancestral treasures" that the big tribes were proud of were nothing compared to any of the tools here. He never saw Rongyuan and his men contact the outside world or other Fei people, nor did he see them taking anything in and out, but he could see that the things inside the laboratory were increasing day by day, and the things done inside were increasingly beyond his understanding. Yadao didn't understand what was happening, but it was precisely because he did n't understand it at all that he felt it was more and more unfathomable. He now believed more and more that the Fei people were the messengers of God. What was immortality, what was not eating and drinking, even if they said that they could make wind, rain, thunder and lightning with a flip of their hands, and change the world with a flip of their hands, he would believe it.
——In fact, there is no need to look far, peas can do these two points easily.
After realizing this one day, Yadao's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees. After letting go of the barriers that had unconsciously erected in his heart, his firm will rushed out like a flood that had been released from the floodgates, and he unknowingly offered up his whole heart of faith.
At first, he sat cross-legged on the floor outside the door. After a few days, he went into the house and sat by the door. Later, he stood by the test bench and watched and silently understood and learned. One day, he handed over the tools that Rong Yuan wanted, and he became an assistant in the laboratory. During this period, Rong Yuan inevitably taught him some simple knowledge. Every word sounded profound to Ya Dao, containing countless mysteries that he had never thought of. He had never thought of many things, but when he heard them, he felt that it must be so. It was like he had a new understanding of the world.
Civilization teaching! This is the legendary civilization teaching of the flying tribe.
Yadao was inexplicably excited and seized every opportunity to learn. He wished he could stick to Rongyuan 24 hours a day. However, the only thing that made him uneasy was that he felt that he had gained a lot during this period, but he had never paid anything. This made him feel like a shameless thief. Therefore, Yadao always tried every means to dedicate the best things he had to Rongyuan. Unfortunately, he soon realized that he did not have any treasures that could make the other party's eyes shine. He could only start with many small details, such as fresh pollen and fruits, but he still failed again and again.
While Yadao was feeling frustrated and excited, Rongyuan had already tried all the methods he could think of - drugs, electromagnetics, radiation, strong light, virus infection, biological modification, sonic stimulation, hormone extraction, smell influence, and reproduction restriction...
There was a schedule on the test bench, with the results of tens of thousands of experiments densely listed on it, and a series of red crosses marked on it, which was extremely glaring. When even Wandou felt that there seemed to be no hope, Rong Yuan just thought that he had verified one impossibility after another, and continued to calmly carry out the next experiment.
He said to the pea: "We knew it would be difficult. Now it is just what we expected. Why should we be depressed?"
When he said this, his attention was slightly distracted, and his hand accidentally pressed on something. At this moment, an unexpected scene occurred: the white dragonfly locked on the test bench suddenly let out a strange scream, and struggled desperately to fly out, regardless of its body being almost torn apart, and its spherical body was forcibly pulled into a water drop shape.
Rong Yuan: “…”
