When killing, it is also used as sand or gravel.【】
Kingdom of Magical Creatures, Phylum Magical Animals, Class Insecta, Order Diptera, Stomachidae, Genus Extradimensional, Chronocidal Insects.
This is a translucent magic beetle the size of a grain of rice that feeds on the 'time' of other creatures, especially the 'time' of wizards or other magical creatures that are rich in magic.
The creatures targeted by it will be deprived of most of their time in a very short period of time until they die of old age, so this insect is called "killing time" by wizards, which means "killing time".
Where this magical insect lives and nests, the entire area will be drained of 'time'.
In the initial stage, the animals on this land died of old age one after another, followed by plants, microorganisms, and even bacteria and viruses. When the time of all living things was taken away, it was the turn of non-living things.
The running water was dried and the stones were eroded, so that in the end, except for sand, not even slightly larger stones could be found in the entire area.
The desertification of the area caused by this magical creature is why they are called "sandstone" by wizards.
Because the expressions of "killing time" or "sand stone" are not elegant enough, in some old-school magician manuscripts, this insect is also called "sand time".
Sand is a social creature.
Most Sand-Toki societies are composed of one Sand-Toki Mother and hundreds to thousands of ordinary Sand-Toki; in some extreme environments, a Sand-Toki group will give birth to two or even three Sand-Toki Mothers to maintain their survival.
the survival of the entire ethnic group.
Compared with ordinary sand time, the individual form of the mother of sand time is terrifying. In almost all magic books, the records about the mother of sand time are similar to "fist-sized", "fat and heavy", "wingless but agile"
describe.
The Mother of Sand Time is responsible for laying eggs and reproducing while maintaining the stability of Sand Time's nest - as a magical creature that feeds on time, any nest of any form is inevitably at risk of overturning. Only the Mother of Sand Time can keep the nest's time intact.
relative balance.
Ordinary sand hour is responsible for collecting 'time'.
As a kind of 'pseudo-superdimensional' creature, Sand Shi is like a bug clinging to the timeline, chewing up the timeline one by one, eating it into its stomach, and turning it into the nourishment for their survival.
No one can understand how time materializes in the stomachs of these little bugs and turns into the mysterious "sand time slurry", just like wizards still cannot understand how time sand can separate the timelines of living creatures from the three-dimensional space.
Although it has a pair of thin wings, it cannot fly.
These wings are more like knives, forks and dinner plates when they eat.
When the sand is hung on a person's earlobe, it will secrete a paralytic hormone and inject it into the host's blood through its sharp mouthparts. Then it will vibrate its wings and make a pleasant buzzing sound.
When their wings vibrate, they produce a special sound wave that can hypnotize their prey. Of course, some wizards speculate that the vibration of sand wings can separate their prey from the three-dimensional space, making it easier for them to extract the timeline.
Regardless, the paralytics secreted by these little bugs inhibit some functions of the human brain.
Wizards will only feel bored, frustrated, numb, weak, and other more negative emotions.
Then time will pass quickly in this emotion.
The wizards who are preyed upon by the sand will not suffer from illness or fluctuations in magic power. They will only be used to being in a daze, used to boringly staring at notebooks and scribbling, used to staring at a small insect flying around.
And enjoy it endlessly.
Some wizards who are allergic to sand secretions may also experience symptoms such as drowsiness and dry and heavy eyelids.
Of course, there are also wizards who fall asleep during sand hunting - this helps them a lot. These little bugs can safely extract the timeline of their prey without having to vibrate their wings or secrete a large amount of paralysis.
"The most precious wealth of human beings is time, and killing time will make your time pass by inadvertently."
An old wizard with a gray face and a skinny body concluded in a soft voice: "Many hosts of time-killing beetles will not realize that they are being parasitized - they will only feel that they have wasted a little more time."
This old wizard's name is Dorag Barton, who comes from the Institute of Magical Creatures of First University. He is a professor specially invited by the school working committee to train patrol students in sand-catching techniques.
The crowds at the lakeside were crowded together, making the already dull atmosphere even hotter.
But everyone stood quietly on the lawn, not daring to make a sound.
They were about to face the legendary magical creature, which made everyone excited, fearing that they would miss a few words from the old professor.
Zheng Qing touched his earlobe and twisted it worriedly. He always felt that his lack of energy for homework recently was because of these little bugs.
According to the old professor's previous explanation, sand timers most like to attach themselves to the back of the wizard's earlobe.
"Perhaps you call these cute little bugs 'murderers'," Professor Dolag raised his voice slightly, and his tone seemed a little uneasy: "But you should note that they did not harm any wizard...anyone!"
"This is the First University," a voice behind Zheng Qing said with a low laugh: "Maybe Mother Sha Toki knows the consequences of hurting a wizard."
Perhaps this joking voice was relatively quiet, and Professor Dolag's lecture was not affected.
"This magical magical insect survives by converting the time of other creatures," the old professor emphasized: "In this process, many, many, precious derivatives were born."
"For example, paralysin secreted by sand is an inert additive with excellent performance and can play a good stabilizing role in many biological experiments with violent reactions."
"For another example, lazy bugs are a natural stimulant. They don't require any special preparation. Whether you eat them raw, steamed, stir-fried, stewed, even shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-shabu-sense out out out out of curiosity, it does not require any special preparation.
Eating it in any way can keep you energetic for a certain period of time and improve your concentration when doing homework."
This is another wonderful irony.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile.
Sloths are the larvae of sand time.
Although the sand mother is responsible for laying eggs, she does not nurse them.
When the larvae in the eggs bite through the afterbirth, they need to fend for themselves.
Adult sand will drop these slugs on other creatures - their favorite eggs are dropped in the corner of the wizard's eyes or behind the ears.
These lazy bugs hide in the wrinkles at the corners of the wizard's eyes or in the thick hair behind the ears, occasionally carefully taking a few bites of the wizard's timeline until they mature.
Unlike hunting in the sand, wizards parasitized by sloths do not often become dazed and wander inexplicably for no reason.
At best, they behave a little lazily on weekdays and cannot lift their spirits.
If the professor hadn't explained it, who would have thought that these killers that caused wizards to feel depressed could actually be a good medicine to refresh themselves?
Thinking of this, Zheng Qing couldn't help but have a heartfelt respect for the first wizard who cooked lazy insects.
"And the most precious thing!" Professor Dolag, who was still explaining to the crowd, emphasized.
"The 'Shashi Royal Jelly' brewed by the Mother of Shashi," the old professor said with bulging veins on his neck, excited expression, and even a ferocious expression: "This is a very mild life-extending medicine that does not require any additives!"
"It doesn't need to be formed through complicated and profound magic processing like the Philosopher's Stone; it doesn't need to be like the seven-day magic array with stars to sustain life, which requires a great wizard-level leader to hold the array, and has to endure divine punishment and disaster."
"You only need to mix it with dew, warm it with a medicine cup, and take it while it's hot, you can gently extend your life."
"Is there any more precious gift than this?"
The crowd was in an uproar.
It is true that for these young wizards, there is no hidden danger of running out of life.
But who doesn’t have an elder who is close to them?
Even if you are really alone, you can still exchange it for jade coins or even credits.
I believe no one can refuse this kind of transaction.
Everyone was enthusiastically discussing what to do after discovering Sand Time. Everyone was imagining handfuls of jade coins, piles of experimental supplies, treasures, beauties, and credits.
Only Zheng Qing was stunned on the spot.
He thought of the group of resurrected elves in the dormitory.
He finally understood the reason for the strong sense of déjà vu that had been recurring from the very beginning.
In the first week of school, Potions teacher Li Qihuang once mentioned this little bug to him.