In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

The squirrels chose to catch insects not too far away, just at the edge of the red pine forest.

The red pine trees here are no longer as dense as in the forest, but so sparse that only one tree grows every few meters. The gray bark like fish scales splits and falls off, revealing the reddish-brown inner skin, which seems to symbolize the lush greenness of this area. The future fate of the Korean pine forest.

Undergrowth of trees.

This shrub is different from the one Rick usually sees, with barbed thorns and small sour fruits. It grows low and has dense branches. The round leaves are smooth and shiny, and the surrounding moisture is so heavy that it seems to be able to Condensation of water droplets.

Carefully lifting the thick leaves of the bushes, Rick saw the white and tender caterpillar wriggling slowly.

"Most caterpillars like this type of leaves." The squirrel next to him had already packed several worms, and was busy stuffing the struggling worms into his cheek pouch. Looking back, he saw Rick's cautious look, He explained vaguely, "Don't worry, don't worry about encountering such a powerful caterpillar as last time."

"They have a rule about caterpillars. The stronger the caterpillars, the more they will eat the leaves at higher places - because they are easier to be found by birds at high places. They seem to think that this is a symbol of the brave. I also know the specifics. Not very clear. All in all, there will never be that level of terrifying existence here."

There is such a rule?Rick sighed, and had a new understanding of the death-killing ability of the caterpillar race.

Without the scruples of being counter-killed, Rick will be much bolder when he strikes again.After he caught the caterpillar, he didn't kill it, but tied four or five together into knots that were difficult to untie, and threw them into a small package made of leaves.After filling the three bulging bags, the squirrel could no longer hold it even with its tail, so it contentedly withdrew its claws and rushed to the tree hole with the squirrel.

It was dark when we returned to the tree hole.

Rick was carrying several bags full of pine nuts and caterpillars, and was dizzy from exhaustion. As soon as he entered the tree hole, he collapsed on the rabbit fur mat and refused to get up.The squirrel jumped over his head, replaced the stone blocking the tree hole, and took the tangled caterpillar out of the package.

Finally gasping for breath, Rick got up and walked in front of the caterpillars.Bathed in the terrified eyes of the caterpillar, he popped out his sharp claws, and threatened: "Are there any caterpillars that can spin silk? The technicians will not kill them if they disarm."

"puff."

The squirrel was amused by the 'scary' appearance deliberately made by the little fox, but in the eyes of the trembling caterpillars, this scene was obviously terrifying-the big squirrel let out a sinister and evil laugh, and the bigger The fox on the other hand had already sharpened its knife - before Rick could make another sound, several caterpillars that could spin silk scrambled forward.

a long time.

"Hurry up, who can spin silk?" Rick was taken aback, "No way, none of them can spin silk?"

The squirrel watching from the side: "!!"

"Ha ha ha ha hiccup," the squirrel rolled on the ground laughing, and slid down from its big fluffy tail while hiccupping, "please, you wrap them up like this, they can't get out at all."

Rick is embarrassed.

The hairy ears drooped to the side of his face, and he patted his head with his paws angrily, observing the movements of the caterpillars.The squirrel had had enough of laughing and jumped over to help untie it.The two tossed and tossed for a while, and finally released all four caterpillars that could spin silk.

"There are less than 150 in total, and four of them can spin silk," Rick calculated in his mind, "the probability is not high."

The squirrel nodded: "So they are caterpillars in the bushes. They are much safer than the ones on the trees. Of course, if they are at the bottom of the trees or in the grass, there is almost no one that can spin silk."

The four technical caterpillars looked at the fox nervously.The squirrel also leaned over curiously.He's been wondering since yesterday what Rick wants the caterpillar to spin.

"Look here," holding the strip-shaped stones picked up from the outside with two paws, Rick scratched and pulled on the ground, and began to explain the weaving skills seriously, "This is called hook thread, pull the silk thread through here, Take it from here..."

……

Little Fox's knitting class lasted half the night.

In the end, the curious squirrels were already drowsy, but the four caterpillars became more and more excited as they listened, and even forgot their fear.Hearing Rick say "Okay, let's try it now and make a backpack first", he couldn't wait to spit out the silk thread, and practiced the wonderful idea he had just learned from the fox.

When the squirrel opened his eyes in a daze, two brand new pure white backpacks came into his sight.

He let out a "wow" in disbelief, jumped over quickly, and took the backpack in his hand.

This backpack is soft and silky, and it inherits the toughness and elasticity of the caterpillar's silk, which is beautiful and durable.When Rick designed it, taking into account his fox's body shape and walking posture, he transformed it into a pattern with two shoulder straps and a buckle, which can hold more and is not easy to lose things.The one belonging to the squirrel is made into a small satchel style to prevent the squirrel from climbing trees or jumping.

The squirrel touches it and loves it.

"I wanted them to make another small cloth bag box," Rick said regretfully, looking at the four caterpillars lying on the ground after completing the backpack, "It's a pity that they have already become like this. Forget it, put it first Pass them, and catch new ones next time."

As soon as the words fell, the four worms that had been paralyzed on the ground raised their heads at the same time, chirping something.

The caterpillar spoke in a strange voice, and Rick couldn't understand it at all.Instead, the squirrel listened for a moment, then showed a little speechless expression, and translated: "They said, they still want to learn from you. There is no need to find other caterpillars."

Rick: "..."

Why, are you addicted to being squeezed?

Perhaps it was because the expressions of the fox and the mouse were too weird at this time, and the caterpillars thought they disagreed.He chirped loudly in a hurry.

This time, even Rick, who is very unfamiliar with the Qingchong accent, can barely understand most of it: "Did I hear it wrong?! He said that he can pay us tribute?!"

"That's right." The squirrel also had a complicated face, obviously refreshed by the caterpillars, "That one just said that not only will they spin silk every day, but they will also bring their brothers and sisters here as snacks for us. .”

A fox and a mouse looked at each other.Unexpectedly felt a heartbeat.

As for why he suddenly felt that he was extraordinarily cruel...it must be an illusion!