Chapter 515: Catch Them All

"Could it be that these red men with horns on their heads are also super life?" A group of experts discussed enthusiastically with red eyes.

So far, there is no specific definition for the term "super life". People tentatively believe that all complex life that can "survive in space for a period of time", "resist cosmic rays and atmosphereless environment", and have strong vitality are collectively called super life.

The battle became more and more intense, and when the first death case appeared, these scientists were also very anxious.

They were afraid that the large life community they had finally encountered would all perish together.

Obviously, high-intensity exercise under direct sunlight is also a huge burden for these lives, but they fought frantically as if they had no scruples.

This kind of brutal fight with fists and flesh made people tremble with fear. It was more cruel than natural phenomena such as lions eating bison. Instead, it was a bit like the cold weapon wars of life and death in ancient times.

The law of the jungle, where survival and challenge coexist, is fully reflected here. Survival of the fittest, no morality, no law, only the strong can get more.

Of course, the new humans have abandoned the law of the jungle to a certain extent at this point.

With the continuous improvement of civilization and the increase in productivity, this barbaric phenomenon has been isolated to a certain extent. People will not always stay in the state of the survival of the fittest, but will instead transform into a comprehensive freedom.

And people believe that artificial selection of genes is actually more efficient than natural selection.

"How long will it take to fly over?" Biologist Dr. Lang Yifei suddenly thought of something and roared loudly.

His face was as red as a balloon, as if a mosquito bite could burst it with a "bang". He wanted to catch this group of creatures immediately.

He was excited not only about the toad-like super life, but also about this group of "red people"!

From the appearance, they have formed preliminary wisdom and have a fairly high social organization ability.

Otherwise, where would so many people be launched in a war? It is impossible for a primitive tribe without rules and regulations to manage such a large population.

Although this group of red men tended to be at a disadvantage in the process of fighting King Kong, they used a certain amount of wisdom and were still able to control the situation!

"Subsidiary species!" This idea suddenly popped up in Dr. Lang Yifei's mind.

As members of the government think tank, they have discussed this issue more than once.

The population of new humans is too small, and cultivating subsidiary species is actually a better choice, whether it is fighting or climbing technology.

And cultivating primitive life as a subsidiary species of new humans is more suitable than low-level civilizations.

This is the consensus formed after long-term discussions. Many low-level civilizations with relatively advanced technology have reached a certain steady state of civilization will, but they cannot pass the big filter. This kind of civilization ideology is often more degenerate, potential is exhausted, and the cultivation value is relatively low, just like the former Yufu civilization.

But primitive life is different. They are like babies adopted from childhood. In terms of intimacy and teachability, they are higher than 20-year-old adults. And the ideology and values ​​of primitive civilization are easier to instill.

People have had some social practice in this regard on the indigenous lizards of Nix Star.

"The red people are full of vitality and have certain organizational skills, but I don't know... Is their IQ good enough? If they are, that would be great."

Dr. Lang Yifei was so excited that he urged the soldiers to fly over to stop the war.

Then, someone else called the interstellar phone and reported the relevant situation directly to Yu Yifeng.

"No, there are too many meteorites here! For our safety, the spacecraft..." A soldier came back to his senses and answered anxiously.

"Safety is bullshit! Fly fast, fly fast!" The group of experts cursed. They were in a very bad mood after seeing another red man being swallowed by a toad.

You can tell with your toes that this ghost place can't have too many people. If one dies, one will be lost.

...

"Father God! Father God!"

Old Anmed was lying on the ground, his stomach had been punctured, and the sun shone directly on his face, as if he was going to burn the whole person.

He was old, and he couldn't stand up after being poked like this.

He used up his last bit of strength to move the covering on his body and erected his scales to resist the fierce sun.

"Mother, mother, is that you..."

A series of hallucinations appeared in An Mide's mind.

He felt that he suddenly became a baby in a cradle, his whole body warm, and suddenly became a young man, returning to the time when he was strong and healthy... all kinds of hallucinations, he couldn't figure out which one was real and which one was false.

Gradually, he became sober, as if he was having a last breath.

The earth-shaking shouts continued, no one had time to pay attention to the wounded on the ground, and the battlefield moved from one area to another.

Because of the scorching weather, the internal organs began to fail rapidly, and these King Kong had a tendency to want to escape, but how could the Red Flame Horns let them get their wish?

Various ropes and tails were tightly entangled... The hot breath was hard to tell whether it was heat or blood.

An Mide turned his head, and his eyes were red. He persisted, persisted, wanting to see the final outcome...

At this moment, a very scorching sun suddenly rose in the sky.

"Father God... Is this the Father God?" An Mid felt very strange. The fierce light made him close his eyes.

He should be dying soon, but he had such a strange hallucination. It is said that before death, one will always see the most desired thing. Could it be that what he desires most is... more suns?

Then, after this sun went out, another one rose. Then the third, fourth, and fifth rose... The suns rose continuously!

The planet was humming, and a terrible earthquake was transmitted from the surface, as if the entire island was about to be destroyed.

The scorching air blew on his body, without much force, but it woke up An Mid who was immersed in fantasy.

He realized that he was actually... still alive.

These fucking suns... were actually real!

The crazy shouting had stopped long ago. The people of Chiyanjiao only heard the earth shaking, and they fell into a stagnation. All the combatants were crawling on the ground, standing unsteadily.

"Did the island collide?"

They were extremely panicked. This series of light balls had greatly exceeded their imagination, as if they had entered an indescribable mythical world. Subconsciously, only the collision between islands would produce such a bizarre scene, but it didn't seem like it.

Chief Gondor struggled with his weathered face and fell down again.

Even the lively King Kong was stunned.

Their simple heads didn't think so much, they just wanted to escape quickly, leaving behind two corpses and quickly wanted to run into the cave.

"Don't let any of them go!"

Facing King Kong's escape, Gondor lay on the ground and shouted angrily, but found that some of his people were looking at the sky stupidly, showing extremely frightened expressions!

Their eyesight is very good, and some structures in their eyelids are like telescopes, which can look at the distant starry sky.

What did they see...

Then, Gondor was also terrified.

One, two, three...

Many bright islands of nearly 600 meters flew from the sky and were about to hit this island!

And looking at its movement trend, it seems to be this place, just facing it!

"We, we are finished!"

Gondor was in an incomparable panic. He really knew the great power of the island collision.

They didn't know the specific situation of the series of suns in front of them, and they didn't have any time to think about it.

Now, these red horn people thought that the gods were angry and they couldn't run away again.

Gondor crawled on the ground, lost all his strength, and his throat "woooo" sounded a few times. It was only a few seconds, and he barely cheered himself up again, trying to find a possibility in the impossible. But he couldn't think of a better way.

A big battle broke the horn on its head and exhausted its physical strength. Even if it led the tribesmen to run for dozens of kilometers again, it would not be possible to escape the collision between the islands.

Gondor only hoped that the tribesmen of the other team could run far enough.

"Get up, get up! Go!" Anmed looked clear, lying on the ground and shouting: "The island is about to collide! Don't worry about us, go quickly if you have the strength!"

But this group of red horn people "woooo" low, as if they accepted their fate.

Soon, Anmid realized that no matter how fast he ran, it would be difficult to escape the impact range, so he could only lie on the ground in silence.