The lightning struck the night sky suddenly, and the blade-like raindrops fell in large pieces, almost smashing deep pits on the ground.
The field of vision is bleak.
There are about thirteen or four lizards, the longest being close to three meters and the smallest being more than one meter. Even more like alligators than lizards - with their bellies tucked to the ground, thick, numb cuticle squares armed from the head to the tail, their thick jaws appear to be directly homologous to the two Antiocrites by the lake.
What is most alarming is the crimson, sticky, high-numbered sails on their backs.
It's like a bloody chopped rib, weirdly stuck in the back of a crocodile's spine, with a disgusting deterrent.
Lincoln's throat moved, and he was about to rip his throat open and scream...
Ming Yao grabbed his waist and pressed him to death, covering his mouth with one hand: "Ancestor! Don't... fuck this shit! ”
Witch Jane's heart beat to her throat and everything in front of her exceeded his speculation.
“Pandragon.” Witch Jane muted.
Ming Yao: “What??? ”
The theoretical material in the handout flashed quickly in front of the witch's eyes. Memories were indexed into countless entries under rapid search. Pages were turned and positioned between the electro-optical stone fires, and the scene in front of them was analyzed and snapped together.
No, not at the right time. How could they be at this time--
When the first giant lizard looked up, the head slightly smaller than that of the Antioch was equally stiff and robust, and the smelly saliva dripped down the mandible, converging with the rainwater, and the giant claws covered with scales creeping forward!
“Run!" Witch Jane stopped hesitating and tried to send a short signal.
Behind them, giant lizards burst faster than a few others.
The giant fern leaves were struck by rainwater, the roar almost covered the hearing of all four people, and the witch still clearly perceived the sound of the tailbone sweeping past the broken scales.
Of the four, Ming Yao and Sola were the fastest to run, followed by Witch Jane, and Lin could only follow. After a turn, Mingyao Witch Lin suddenly turned around at the same time and pulled the rider a half-step forward--
Spike.
The horn was torn by the canine teeth, and the rider took off his protective jacket with a shiver, and by the time he turned around, the tough fabric had been razed by the original giant lizard.
“Find shelter quickly.” Ming Yao's sharp change of colour: “This thing is not easy to deal with--”
Witch Jane immediately concluded: “Up the tree. ”
Ming Yao immediately showed joy.
This disgusting rose thing only walks on the ground, surrounded by dozens of meters of tall ceiling trees, as the humans in mammals are the saint race escape practitioner profession, they have an absolute air-conditioning advantage.
While the monsters were holding Lincoln's protective clothes, Witch Jane bit her teeth on the thick alk behind her. In the giant fern jungle, algae climb better than any vegetation, and the brown trunk has bamboo-like irregular links every other section ——
Instead of escaping the fate of extinction afterwards, these ferns frequently appeared in the form of coal, natural gas and even in the stoves of vintage hotpots in 3018.
Witch Jane climbed three or four meters and stared down as the first male lead dancer ever to hold on to an alder.
The beasts did not bite down any piece of meat on their protective clothing, and their eyes circled again under the tree with blood.
With a diameter of about 3 meters, the hunters of the Permian have not yet evolved a giant body that shook the earth like a wrist dragon, Liang Long. The branches shake constantly under the siege of the beasts, but they cannot force the witches down.
On the same tree, Ming Yao finally relieved himself.
He quickly caught the branches with his crotch bones and pulled the parachute waterproof cloth out of his backpack to block the rain from the top of his head. At this time, both he and Witch Jane were soaked in wetness, and after wearing protections, the heavy rain still broke the back of the spine in pain.
“You just said… what is this?” Ming Yao asked.
Witch Jane looked under the tree: "Panlong. ”
Ming Yao said, "Dinosaurs? Now you're here? Is this evolution or...”
Witch Jane shook her head: “Not a dinosaur. Archers, amniotic animals, dragonflies. Long nerve spines evolve out of the dorsal sails for couples, intimidation, it exists in times when it is the top of the food chain. ”
Mingyao instantly remembers the Antioch beasts that were driven away by fire in the valley: “Those two were not also at the top of the food chain, they were so close apart, they were predators...” Mingyao's rain-fed scalp had cool hair, but the ground sparkled, living and utilizing: “The ecological position is heavy! ”
Same habitat, similar prey. There is only one throne at the top of the food chain, and this supreme ecological position can only seat the next king.
Witch Jane looked at Ming Yao in surprise and reacted in a flash - with Caesar for a long time, accustomed to mononuclear CPU thinking, forgetting that not everyone is like Caesar.
He nodded immediately: "Yes, the ecology is heavy, but they do not belong to the same era. Pandora is the master of the end of the coal era and the beginning of the Era, and the terror beast is the end of the Era - to be precise, Pandora is the ancestor of the terror beast. ”
Mingyao gazed: “Is the timeline broken? It's not just the Permian now? ”
Witch Jane did not answer directly, reaching out to the vain to draw out the height of the dragon: “I tend to be still in the Permian period. ”
“2.5 meters, Pandora. 4 meters, Horror Beast. ”
“From the Coal Age to the Permian, Trigeminal, Jurassic, and Chalk Ages, the evolution of organisms follows a very simple rule that shifts the advantages of a species's ability to consume food to the advantages of body size. Once there is a thin lead in evolutionary competition, the vast majority of species develop to ‘megasize’ in the first place. ”
“Neither the dragon nor the terror beast can be compared to a dinosaur dozens of meters long. If they are at the top of the food chain - it can only be a stack now, and it can only be a stack. ”
Ming Yao quickly went through his head: “What could be the reason that the dragon and the dinosaur appeared at the same time? ”
Witch Jane Weighton: “I'm not sure. I guess it's because the timeline is pulling too fast. ”
Ming Yao opened his mouth, but it was no surprise that Witch Jane referred to the timeline: “According to the lessons learned earlier, it is indeed possible to move from the Permian to the dinosaur appearance in the course of the race. ”
Witch Jane nodded and gave the shallowest example.
“The fourth knockout, inferred from the Red Queen Theorem, focused on biological evolution. The most natural duration of the process is 500 million years. ”
“If the game were to repeat itself completely for 500 million years, and watch a movie analogy, every frame would change very slowly, and Panglom would rule the land for 4 million years. And once the movie accelerates —— with more content per frame, beyond human eye capture, a fictional image is created, like a crazy, fast forward shot. ”
“The program group controls the emergence and extinction of life on the planet, which is unlikely to be precise to 500 million years of granularity, meaning that in some frames there are species that do not coincide in life, but that are similar. ”
“It's like a dragon and a scaredy-head. ”
Ming Yao thought vibrantly and quickly struck a thumbnail: “OK, a movie is compressed into several slides, and millions of years of life are pressed into the same one! ”
Under the tree, several dragons still slammed against the trunk.
Ming Yao unveiled the rainbow cape wrapped in a quilt and despised it wildly under the tree: “Hit it! What's the use of collisions? They're all pressed into the slide. If you collide again, it's a custom animation! ”
Witch Jane had to look at Ming Yao again.
Compared to Mingyao, who cried in his arms, Mingyao in front of him was quite a release. He's got a lot of thinking, even a little crazy, and he's got a lot more knowledge than most Clawson show players.
Witch Jane suddenly remembered that the wellbore, which had always been not warm, always talked about, adopted the country, taught six arts, five shots as one... Ming Yao and Zuo Potang were obviously both middle-class.
Rain continued in the woods, as the temperature and humidity changed, Ming Yao had to bow his head again. He asked casually, "O witch, as you have just said, the timeline is speeding up. Now suddenly we're pushing forward for four million years to put an end to the Era --”
What did Ming Yao think of, suddenly a meal.
Another lightning stroke passed at this time, the dark night cracks creeping white branches, dense numb fern leaves, torn dragons and countless creatures in the forest.
Witch Jane sounded.
The teenager's pupils were illuminated by electric light, reflecting a cold light. He calmly states the facts, one by one: “The end of the Permian period is marked by the extinction of P-Tr. 90% of the species disappeared, the largest in the geological age and the mother of mass extinction. ”
Lin Zhong was silent and Xu Jiumingyao sighed: “Playing big, I said how the show team rushed forward to push the time, this is about the athlete to die! What are we gonna do?”
Witch Jane did not give an accurate response, the environment of the fourth knockout was too complicated, and the game system is still not completely clear: “Collect as much material as possible, and, look. ”
“Ten percent of species survive. Whatever they do, we do. ”
The four-person team finally took a short break from the lush and tidy branches.
The backsail helps the dragons adapt to temperatures in a very short period of time, but it also determines that they cannot stand in cold rain for too long.
About half an hour later, the beast headed by him finally hurried away with the rest of the dragons.
Witch Jane sat at the height of the trunk and hid under the parachute cloth to see a long line of bloody backsails away. Those tall, creepy fans can almost see the unexpected scars of intimidation.
It's like a moth in the second knockout.
From the Permian Period to the New Age, through countless annihilations, transformations, the turnaround begins and continues.
The rain lasted two consecutive hours before finally regressing.
It wasn't until the rain dropped that a few people began to look at the supplies they had stolen from Antioch beasts.
The Clawson Show is strange, and on the big map, it's much more than just guns/ammunition. And almost every practitioner knows they can't let the supply get wet.
Water intake can cause irreversible damage to the precision instrument, early entry of moisture into the heating unit can also release heat prematurely, and food is dampened - most tragically, in a resource-poor match, an practitioner struggles to acquire an "AOE Range Killer Weapon” and it rains when the bottle is opened.
The range weapon is again a large piece of sodium metal that Clawson shows diffractively plugged into the kerosene bottle.
The athlete was physically bombed into the lifeboat on the spot and was reportedly almost fired for “retaliatory behavior against the program PD”.
At this time, supplies are concentrated in Ming Yao's hands.
Several people stepped down the tree and gathered next to the sniper to watch him open his backpack.
“Let's have an SSR,” Lincoln said with his hands together 10 times: “Non-contact vertebrate dispersion hormone super large bottle home pack...”
Witch Jane made a quick wish: "The kind of detector in the Pokémon! Scan for species strengths, weaknesses, and capture methods with a drop! ”
Ming Yaoha laughed, indicating that the witch Jane would actually watch such exasperated animations hundreds of years ago. Has she also chased the comic strips engraved on the cave by the Beijing ape man? Then he made a serious wish to have an A12 neutron weapon--
Backpack open.
A few of them stagnated with all their faces.
Eight small cubes are messed up in Ming Yao's backpack, like some sort of table chip representing points, nothing more.
One of the first shaky things is Ming Yao: “I've ruined so much, did I rob 8 pieces... metal Shakima or something...”
Witch Jane reached out and pulled out a cube.
Laboratory LOGO with evolutionary scales printed on one side of the cube, 5 of which are metallic and the other are thick and transparent -
Witch Jane suddenly touched a protruding button and pressed it.
The virtual screen projects slowly along the glass surface. A long list floats halfway through the sky, with tiny characters and numbness, with titles sorted from 0: “0. Respiratory equipment”, “1. Gun supply”, “2. Lead Atlas", “3. Food, medicine” …
The forest was silent and suddenly blew up.
Ming Yao said in a single breath, "Is this a converter? Anything? How the fuck do we get this thing turned over? Why don't we just arm it up and grab some more... how many guns should we change first? ”
Lin raised his hand consciously: “I don't need it here for now.” Sora also followed by giving up.
Witch Jane thought slightly: “Change it first? ”
Ming Yao blushed slightly: “Well, are you sure you don't want it? ”
Witch Jane grinned: "Not to protect the corps's output core, but to arm the sniper first. ”
Witch Jane consulted her teammates and divided 3 of the remaining 7 pieces into herself and two other teammates. The rest were kept in the unified custody of the team.
As the sky was darkening, several people continued to walk up the hillside to the distant gravel bunker.
Ming Yao studied the converter in his hand and halfway disappeared: “42 anesthesia/drunkenness/guns, only 2 can be exchanged, the rest are grey. ”
Witch Jane's eyes fluttered, seemed to think of something: “What about other categories? ”
Mingyao pokes at the virtual screen: “Graphics, medicines, transportation, armor basics - 80 items show only 1-2 redeemable, 366 miscellaneous, only 8 redeemable. ”
Ming Yao said that one of the two anesthesia guns was selected.
The virtual screen turns into a 15-minute countdown. The minute arrives, the practitioners all look halfway into the sky.
Law enforcement robots responsible for punishing illegal teams and passive laziness in previous games slipped over several people, landed, collected cubes and handed over the anesthesia/intoxication/gun to Ming Yao.
Witch Jane watched, and the law enforcement robot circled around him two more times before walking away, swaying away.
“I bet this thing just shot a little witch!” Ming Yao Maizi harvested the gun and started to spit on the law enforcement robot: “- What's the witch thinking? ”
Witch Jane cautiously waited for the robot to disappear, a little embarrassed to whisper: “The robot flew low. I mean, if there's really no supplies, you can use the sack when it lands. ”
Ming Yao: “…”
The storm faded and the clouds broke out again in two months.
Through the bright moonlight, the four dug a Dakota fire hole on the ridge and hesitated between the roasted light brown lizard and the dark brown lizard.
After dinner, Sola stood guard herself, and Ming Yao was still theorizing with Lin that "lizards are not the ancestors of dinosaurs”.
Only in the second half of the night will the Night's Watch Jane fall asleep in a blaze hole.
In the hand, the exchanger and palm microfluctuations.
I'm confused over fat scaredy-headed beasts, fat pandoras, fat king dragons, fat rabbits, tall, fat little wrist dragons...
The fingers unwittingly pinched the cube.
Brother gave it to me!
The fingerbelly was rubbed on one side, the familiar red queen logo could be touched without opening her eyes, and a light line of small words was engraved next to it ——
Witch Jane looked down confused.
Not dreaming.
He woke up quickly, and there was really a light line of writing under the chip-like cube, which had previously been difficult to detect in the dark, only at this moment could it appear in the fire.
“Evolution point: 1 point. ”
Witch Jane stunned for a long time and swept her gaze over the Red Queen's LOGO again.
Memory flipped.
Red Queen hypothesis. Species need to run faster than others if they are to gain an advantage in the ecosystem [Note]. In the long run, a competitor's victory is not a current victory, but goes beyond the predictable evolutionary potential of other species.
Witch Jane suddenly stood by the fire.
Ming Yao stunned.
Witch Jane raises the cube in her hand: “The rules… the rules of the game are here! ”
Note ~ Suppose that passage was rewritten from an encyclopedia note ~
Thank you! (◎_◎;) for the rocket!
Thank you, but I chose silence, who came, grenades for the wind of the sunset moon ~ ~
Thank you buns for eating watermelon, WideShallowLake, rolling around the keyboard with your face, pickled vegetable dishes, eating melon earthlings , crushed into slag, Le Moon, Σ (eh ° °;) Eh, a sake, famous mine without non-chief hair ~!
Today's main course is fried dragons!