bookrandom Chapter 253: Ants: Unity is Strength (2)
Chapter 253: Ants: Unity is Strength (2)
This wave of unexpected disaster caused heavy casualties.
The guard ant who stayed outside picked up the thatched sword and slashed fiercely at the boy who was pulling up his trousers and preparing to escape. He was knocked over by the boy's sudden movement of his foot, and rolled ten times in the air (that is, 3600 degrees) before falling miserably to the ground.
The guard ant was so angry that the thatched sword in his hand was almost broken by its great force.
[Today, either you die or I die, little thief, look at the sword!!!]
The guard ant rushed forward again, using the slight elasticity of the thatch tip to launch itself onto the boy's shoe upper. It hated this big bad guy who destroyed the family and the country, and it opened its mouth and bit him...
The boy felt pain and lifted his foot, thinking he was bitten by a mosquito. Then he slapped his foot like a palm leaf fan.
Right on target.
The guard ant died heroically, but the boy's ankle was swollen with a big red bump for more than a week. Of course, that's a story for later.
The queen ant was carried by the big worker ants and ran for her life. She slowly turned her head and saw all her children following behind her, tens of thousands of them.
It was a little hungry, but it was too embarrassed to say it, so it could only close its eyes and take a nap.
The queen ant fell asleep swayingly.
Our hometown is ruined, and we can’t just live in the open.
So, the leading worker ant found a good place with warm and moist soil.
Everyone stopped and formed teams nearby to start digging holes and building nests underground.
I was shaking the insect egg in my arms from side to side. It must be eager to come out.
Actually, it’s not quite accurate to call this an insect egg.
The little white dots born by the queen ant will soon turn into slender, transparent, wriggling worms. After eating a full meal, they will wrap themselves in silk. It will take about thirty days for them to turn into the normal form of an ant.
At first, I thought everyone looked the same after they emerged from the egg...
The big sister was nearby. She recognized me, stretched out her tentacles, and said a long string of words in gibberish.
[Oh, it's too messy, it's so bad, I have to go take care of the queen ant, it's past her meal time, don't let her starve! Oh, by the way, don't go underground to make trouble, there are so many insect eggs here, you better keep an eye on them, don't let them crawl out and run around, if they get stepped on and break their legs, we can't fix them, they can only wait to die... Oh, I said so much, did you hear me, squeak! ]
I raised my head, my eyes had turned into mosquito coils from the constant nagging, and my head was dizzy.
[Yes, yes, I heard it! ]
The eldest sister brushed off the dirt on her body, turned around and ran towards the queen ant.
That back view reminded me of the first-class maids who were loyal to the Empress Dowager in the palace fighting dramas I watched many years ago. Well, it was the worried look on the face of the eldest sister.
The power of the team is enormous. With the concerted efforts of tens of thousands of worker ants, the underground palace-like nest was basically completed in just two days.
The queen ant was very satisfied and quickly asked the big worker ants to carry it away and put it in a safe place. It was almost unable to hold its eggs in its stomach...
All the worker ants lined up and followed behind one after another, and then returned to the nest together.
When I was about to enter the nest, I looked up at the towering trees and the blue sky and white clouds, and felt a little regretful.
If nothing serious happens, I might not see the light of day for a very long time.
The worker ants behind me saw me standing there blankly and urged me impatiently.
[Do you have any sense of time? You are just daydreaming and delaying all the ants from going back to rest and eat. Why are you acting like a fool?! ]
Damn, speaking of eating, I’m really hungry!
The family has an orderly division of labor. While they are busy building the nest, they also send out a group of worker ants to find food nearby. In addition to providing the queen ant with a full meal, they also allow everyone who is exhausted to have a bite to eat so that they don't have to rest on an empty stomach.
The new nest is still a little rough and the feet are slippery. The air is filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. Every breath of it makes my mind clearer.
The worker ants and I put the young ants and insect eggs in one place for centralized management.
On the other hand, the queen ant has efficiently given birth to a large number of future backbones for the colony.
The older sister held a bee that was several times larger than herself to feed the queen ant. For this fat bee, two team members who went out to forage for food died.
[It's not easy to come by, Queen Ant, don't despise it for not having a brain! ]
The worker ants were waiting eagerly, drooling with envy, including me!
The queen ant's status is above all else. No one dares to overstep her authority and everyone just keeps busy with their own tasks.
Spring passes and autumn comes.
The number of ethnic group members has increased several times.
The queen ant gradually became a little lazy. The autumn heat was very fierce and the weather was still extremely hot. Even the soil had become dry and lumpy.
Although the worker ants expanded the construction in time and dug many ventilation holes, the hot air still came in and it was still hot!
One night, the queen ant wanted to move for the first time and go to the entrance of the cave to bask in the moonlight.
The old lady refused to give in and was pulled onto the wall by the queen ant, who couldn't get her off even by scratching.
I can guess what's going on -
Some female ants secretly found male ants to roll over and mate with, and laid some new generation eggs one after another. When the queen ant learned about it, she felt that her status was seriously threatened and was not happy.
It ordered the worker ants to drive those shameless little vixens out of the tribe, but the worker ants never returned...
Where there are many people, there will be competition for resources and even wars, and the same is true within the ant family.
Everyone is saying that those female ants will probably become princess ants who inherit the throne.
The queen ant is already eight years old, and her predecessor only lived to six years old. She is considered very old and useless, but she is unwilling to accept this and feels very depressed.
[You, you, and you, take me up! ]
What bad luck, the queen ant picked me...
Just go up. I'm so angry taking care of the kids here that I have no place to vent my anger. I might as well go out and yell a few times to vent my anger.
Probably the only one who dares to disobey the queen ant's orders is the eldest sister who is devoted to her master.
I carried the queen ant's huge, round belly, and my heart was pounding.
Other worker ants passing by all gave way respectfully, and a few large worker ants followed behind consciously to act as guards.
The moon was hiding behind the clouds, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and it was not clear.
The queen ant was lying comfortably on a big rock, basking in the moonlight.
I could faintly hear human singing in the distance, but I couldn't quite understand the lyrics. It turned out that this place was not far from human habitation?
It's strange that I haven't heard any big noises in all the time I've lived underground.
On a night in the wilderness, the sound of insects chirping one after another is not very pleasant to us ants.
Suddenly, a guard ant sounded the alarm, conveying the news of an enemy attack.
Everyone gathered around nervously, wanting to transport the queen ant back as soon as possible.
As it turned out, the visitor was a large woodpecker, which opened its big mouth and ate the living target - the queen ant.
The ants fled, and before I could catch up, my vision went dark and I was rolled into the bird's belly by a long tongue.
The worker ant who worked so hard to take care of the baby and was so overwhelmed, died!
Fortunately, there is a new generation of immature princess ants in the colony. We just need to help them take the throne, and the colony will naturally continue to thrive.