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This is indeed an extremely risky behavior.

No earfly has ever thought of fighting a flock of predators.

Since the appearance of the predators, the earflies can only keep running and running, and migrate to other places before the predators arrive.

Migration has caused the tribe to fall apart and keep them away from their homes. They now don’t know where home is and are trapped in panic fear all day long.

It is even more a fantasy to say that they want to resist the predators. They can’t even escape in time, so how can they resist?

The chief is of course very skeptical about this.

“Are the sounds we imitate really effective against predators?”

“How can you be sure that the predators will not attack us first, but will attack other predators first?”

In response to the chief’s questions, a pioneer expressed his understanding.

"There is only one criterion for the predators to determine the target of attack - who has more meat."

"When faced with a wild boar and an earfly, they will attack the wild boar without hesitation."

"In their eyes, their companions are just a piece of meat, but this piece of meat will not run away. They will first attack the meat that runs away, and then attack the meat that will not run away."

"If this piece of meat poses a threat to them now, they will definitely attack first. A predator and a tiny earfly, even if they find us, they will first attack their companions."

"Will they really not attack us?" The chief was still a little skeptical.

"No, in the eyes of the predators, we are so small that it is not worth attacking..."

Hearing this somewhat desperate speculation, the chief fell silent again.

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was indeed the truth.

The predators didn't take the weak earflies seriously at all. They simply passed by and killed them, which could cause a devastating blow to the earfly tribe.

Seeing the hesitant look of the chief, the pioneers were a little frustrated. In fact, they were a little unconfident about their plans.

They hadn't had time to test whether the imitation sounds would work.

"Will the predators do something else when their numbers decrease?"

"Is their intelligence really as low as they appear?"

"Will the imitation of bird calls cause other consequences?"

Everything is full of unknowns. They are the first group of ear flies that want to fight against the predators. They have no experience from their predecessors and no specific tests. All their plans are based on conjecture.

If their conjecture is wrong, the entire tree hole tribe will fall into an irretrievable situation. This is a bet on the safety of the entire tribe.

The pioneers regretted it a little.

"Or... forget it..."

Just when the pioneers were about to give up, the chief ordered to gather all the ear flies in the tree hole tribe and told them the pioneers' plan in full.

"Do you hate the predators?" The chief asked loudly.

"Hate!"

"We have already sacrificed many of our compatriots. Do you still want to escape?"

"No!"

"I know that as a patriarch, I shouldn't make such an arbitrary decision... But I want to try."

"If it succeeds, we won't have to hide anymore, and we won't have to worry anymore. Our newborns can grow up safely..."

"They can hear the crisp streams, the breeze blowing through the leaves, the dead branches falling to the ground, the competition of living things, the rise and fall of all things, and the elders calling gently in their ears."

"Our generation has lived under the noise of predatory birds since birth, the collision of bird beaks, the tearing of claws, the shrill bird calls, the flapping of feathers... These are not the original sounds of the world. They are too cruel. I don't want our next generation to live in such cruel sounds..."

"If it succeeds, they will definitely live a better life..."

The words of the tree hole patriarch revealed an unspeakable hope.

Every earfly has the same yearning in their hearts. Their pursuit of beautiful sounds has never disappeared, but under the shadow of the predatory birds, these yearnings have been buried and suppressed deep in their hearts.

The words of the patriarch resonated with them in an instant.

"What if... we fail?" an earfly said fearfully.

The shadow that shrouds the tribe is not so easy to break. The long-term fear has made some earflies completely lose the concept of "resistance". They hide and escape to numbness, but have never thought of stabbing the shadow that shrouds them.

This is a problem they must face: what will happen if they fail?

Being devoured by predatory birds, all yearnings will be meaningless.

No more sounds, no more feeling this world.

"What if it fails?" The patriarch said in a daze.

Of course, it has also thought about such a result, but it does not think that failure is meaningless.

"If we fail, let other ear flies know that this method cannot defeat the predator birds. The next time they resist, we can eliminate one method first."

"If we fail, the research on the predator birds will be passed down, and our battle with the predator birds will also leave valuable experience for later rebels. We will always stand with them."

"If we fail, the world will also be left with the sounds of our battles. Those sounds will not disappear, but will slowly spread among different tribes, preserving our will forever."

"If we fail, then we fail..."

"The predator can eat our flesh and blood, but it can't eat our voices. What if we fail?"

"It's just a howl, the sound hits the sky!"

The chief slowly floated in front of the pioneers and said:

"Teach me the language of the predator, tell me what to do."

The pioneers were still immersed in the chief's words and didn't react.

But the ear flies came up one by one.

"Please tell me, count me in!"

"How can I make them kill each other?"

"Count me in!"

"Count me in!"

"Escape if you want! Anyway, I won't escape! Add me in!"

The voices of these ear flies echoed in the tree hole. They had suppressed their hatred for the predator for too long. The chief's words were just a trigger. What really made them make the decision was the indelible yearning in their hearts.

For the ear flies, beautiful sounds are what they have been pursuing.

Since they first learned about the world, their ears have been filled with the sounds of predatory birds. Those sounds are noisy and chaotic, covering up the originally beautiful world.

Just like what the patriarch said, this generation has already been like this, and they don’t want the next generation to grow up in such an environment.

“If they can listen to this beautiful world without worries, they will definitely be very happy…”