"A bug has lived for two hundred years, which is the longest living human being I have ever seen."
Grandpa Baidie's voice echoed in the dark space, while He Chen stood there blankly.
Two hundred years?
This, this, this...
Has he become an immortal?
At this time, the scene changes, and various life and combat training scenarios flash by.
In the blur, He Chen could see that Grandpa Baidie lived a very happy life as a green caterpillar, always accompanied by Ling's silver bell-like laughter, which was crisp, innocent and happy.
"Green worm, aren't the leaves of the cat-shaped fruit leaves delicious?"
"Green Worm, this fruit is so sweet!"
"Green Chrysalis, it feels so comfortable and cool to hold you."
"Little White Butterfly, is this flower pretty? Hehe."
…
It seems that the insect has only one daughter, Ling, and only one wife, Ling's mother.
Monogamy.
In the tribal era, this was very rare.
Many people don't know who their father is at all, they only know who their mother is. There are very few families like this that almost form a family of three in later generations.
Of course, in a small group like the Green Insect Tribe, the blood relationship is still clear.
"I spent a long time with Ling, and finally evolved from a green worm, that is, a green caterpillar, into a white butterfly." Grandpa Baidie's voice was filled with emotion and memories.
time flies.
Eventually, the spirit grew up and turned into a tall girl, and her round face also elongated into an oval face.
Moreover, unlike others, the girl loves to be clean, and her waist-length hair is clean and smooth.
Because she was the leader's only daughter for more than a hundred years, Ling didn't have to go hunting with the hunting team, but was well protected, and she didn't even see blood.
However, this actually makes the spirit purer and the temperament cleaner.
Like a bouquet of white flowers in this savage and dirty world.
Green lotus growing in the mud.
At this time, in the stone house.
A girl is sitting on the ground, with a polished square stone in front of her, like a table.
The girl's hair fell on her shoulders, and there was a small white flower by her ear.
"Little white butterfly, do you want to find a female white butterfly to mate with in the future?" The girl clapped her head and frowned.
Grandpa Baidie was flying around the house at this time, constantly using his mind to arrange large and small stone basins and flowers in the basins, as if he was doing housework, and did not answer her.
Those flowers were brought back by the spirit.
"The day after tomorrow is the mating day. My father and mother want me to mate, but I don't want to." Grandpa Baidie was busy doing housework and didn't answer. The girl pouted and continued: "How about you go out with me?
?I’m so curious about what the outside world is like..."
Mating Day is a very important festival for tribal people. On this day, everyone must find their favorite mating partner and then conduct mating activities in order to give birth to cubs in the coming year.
Mating Day is a grand and solemn event that ensures a prosperous population of the insect tribe.
This happens every year, endlessly.
At this time, young Grandpa Baidie paused, looked at the girl and shouted, meaning it was dangerous outside.
The girl's eyes were pitch-black, looking pure and energetic, as pure as the night sky: "Xiao Baidie, will you protect me?"
In recent years, girls have been responsible for being innocent and romantic, eating, drinking, having sex, and at most planting some flowers and plants.
As for Grandpa Baidie, he often went out for training when he was a Green Caterpillar.
The insect tribe is divided into many tribes, such as the green insect tribe, the mealworm tribe, the mantis tribe, etc., but the leader chose an ordinary green insect egg for his daughter.
Therefore, this green insect, Grandpa White Butterfly, has attracted much attention.
It has been training with ladybugs, thread balls, hair balls, etc. since the green bug period. In the white butterfly period, it has been fighting against giant pincer mantises, Heracross, nanny bugs and the like.
I train in the morning, go out to play with the spirit in the afternoon, train in the evening, and occasionally use silk spinning or telekinesis to do housework.
Full and busy.
But He Chen could feel the happiness and joy.
At the same time, Grandpa Baidie’s fighting prowess is also impressive.
"Xiao Baidie, do you want to protect me?" It seemed that Grandpa Baidie didn't answer. She pushed her waist and pouted, pretending to be angry.
"What..."
Grandpa Baidie didn't seem to know telepathy at that time, and could only express it through shouts.
It means: It's dangerous outside, don't go.
"Is there any danger outside? There are many monsters outside, maybe there are ones as beautiful as you!" Ling immediately hugged Grandpa Baidie with a smile and started shaking him:
"Xiao Baidie, come with me~Xiao Baidie~"
The girl's eyes were bright, and she hugged Grandpa Baidie and acted coquettishly.
"What..."
Grandpa Baidie reluctantly succumbed to the girl.
So, the two of them secretly escaped from the tribe while the men were hunting and the women were polishing stone tools.
There are powerful elves patrolling the insect tribe at any time, and there are warriors holding stone knives and spears walking around.
However, they were all dealt with by the spirit in various ways.
Finally, one person and one insect walked out of the tribe!
…
"I shouldn't have promised her that time, but I'm glad I did."
Grandpa Baidie said regretfully.
He Chen was confused when he saw the scene change.
Grandpa Baidie was in his youth at the time. Not only did he know various insect skills, but he also had telekinesis. He Chen even saw the powerful insect skill "Butterfly Dance".
The monsters that came to attack were defeated one after another, but Ling did not allow Grandpa Baidie to kill them, but instead treated them.
She is so kind.
He is so kind-hearted that he is not like people of this era.
Moreover, she has an innocence, love for beauty, and love for cleanliness that does not belong to this era.
In the past, tribes were attacked by groups of flying elves. Although they were repelled, many junior insect elves would die.
Even if a green caterpillar dies, she will be sad for a long time.
But what surprised young Grandpa Baidie was that those elves finally started to follow the footsteps of the spirits.
For example, a pangolin that was defeated by it, or a Qilin Qi that was injured and about to die but was then revived...
One monster after another followed her, and in just two days, there were ten monsters behind them.
In the past two days, Ling only ate tree fruits because she was reluctant to kill the monsters.
"Is this how the meat I used to eat came from?" she asked.
"Mea." Grandpa Baidie moaned softly.
The spirit was silent.
She thought of the scene she saw before.
The marsupial was hunted by the fossil pterosaur, leaving only the solitary little marsupial crying.
Monarch snakes and turtles were fighting for territory and accidentally crushed some Rattata to death.
There is also the flaming horse that was attacked and preyed upon by a group of black ruga after failing to fight for the leader.
The cruelty of the grassland and the reality of nature.
In the past two days, everything was displayed before her eyes.
Bloody.
"I miss home, Xiao Baidie, let's go back..." Ling was in a low mood.
…
Seeing these scenes, He Chen couldn't help but sigh. The leader of the insect tribe's love for Ling could really be said to be doting.
Is there any prehistoric person who didn’t see blood? Later generations were fine. In prehistory, it was fine for minors. But it’s better to see blood as an adult, otherwise it would be difficult to adapt to life.
However, He Chen discovered that it seemed to be more about Grandpa Baidie's memories of the spirit, and did not show the reasons for the migration of the green insect tribe.
At this time, the memory continues to unfold.
"Little White Butterfly, does this flower look good?"
Ling, who was ready to go home, was very happy and returned to his previous liveliness.
She pinned a small white flower to her ear, which made her look very pure and lovely.
She was riding on Qilinqi, gently stroking Qilinqi's back, and teasing the other elves next to her.
He looks innocent and quirky.
He Chen even liked Grandpa Baidie, his little master.
But at this moment, the scene suddenly changed.
He Chen's pupils shrank.
His eyes were blood red.
In the sky, unknown powerful beings were colliding and fighting fiercely, and various energies leaked out from above, making rumbling sounds.
The tribe has become ruins, with corpses everywhere, both human and elven.
Ling stood dumbly outside the tribe, next to him was the young Grandpa Baidie, and behind him were ten elves.
Dead, all dead.
The tribesmen who were supposed to celebrate the "Mating Day" all died.
The reason seems to be caused by a certain existence in the sky.
Ling just stared blankly at everything in the tribe.
Suddenly, she rushed into the tribe like a madman.
She wanted to rush into the house and take a look, but there was only a pile of stone ruins.
"Abba... Eminem! Where are you..." She shouted, tears streaming down her face.
She did not find the great leader of the insect tribe, "Insect", nor did she find her mother.
Even the entire tribe died, leaving only a pile of ruins and corpses.
The energy fluctuations in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and they are about to hit the ground.
Grandpa Baidie made a quick decision and immediately used his mind power to control the spirit and fled outside. The ten elves also hurriedly followed.
But just when they were about to escape from the tribe, a voice sounded in their ears.